Midnight ghost train packed with zombies and coffins!

 The ghost is ours!

It's midnight. The last station in the city—Ata. No one usually gets off here. The station is somehow... silent, old, and shrouded in ghost stories.That night, a journalist named Kishore was walking along the railway tracks. He had heard a rumor, "A train arrives at Ata station in the middle of the night—where there are no passengers, there are coffins and zombies!"It seemed ridiculous at first. But what if there was something behind the rumors? He came to find out.Suddenly, a continuous whistle was heard from afar.A train, shrouded in black smoke, slowly entered the station. 

But the teenager's eyes widened—the train was dilapidated, covered in rust, and there was no one standing at the window, but a zombie with a melted face!In the first compartment there were only coffins. Each coffin opened by itself, and out came dead, rotten bodies—no eyes, teeth gnawing at wood!

In the second compartment—a strange woman dressed in white—floating, not walking. Suddenly her eyes rolled back. She screamed

"You can't get off this train!"The teenager wanted to run, but saw—his feet were stuck in the railway tracks, like iron chains!

A zombie got off the train and slowly approached him.Sweat had broken out, he closed his eyes.

...He opened his eyes in the morning. He was lying in a corner of the station, next to him was an old coffin, opened. There was nothing inside.

But the hand was on the teenager's shoulder, and someone whispered from behind—