"HOLY CRAP!!!" the conductor shouted, the membrane of his lungs disintegrating, "WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!!!"
He ran up and down the corridors of the train, searching endlessly through his mind, trying to find a solution to the pending disaster.
Meanwhile, the train chugged on, gaining velocity as it made its way down the increasingly severe slope. It was on a direct path to the center of the earth.
Eric sat and gazed out the window, suprisingly calm amidst all the turmoil. He glanced at his fellow passengers, despising their sudden loss of control and the manner in which they mindlessly panicked. He quietly rose from his window seat, drawing on some inner peace to keep his cool. His eyes burned with cold rage against ignorance. He looked around, a pillar of fortitude in the sea of fear.