[ This isn't good. He can't hear anyone, not even sounds of pain. There has to be someone. Maybe this car had been empty to begin with but...he isn't hopeful that's the case.
He squints through the semi-darkness down the car, and he can just make out the silhouette of someone strewn over the back of a seat, unconscious. At least, he hopes they're unconscious. ]
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He squints through the semi-darkness down the car, and he can just make out the silhouette of someone strewn over the back of a seat, unconscious. At least, he hopes they're unconscious. ]
Minato, down there!