|Another wierd dream involving trains
||[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:32 am]
Dramatic incidents involving trains seem to be the focus of my subconscious lately. Here's what was put on the cerebral cortex last night...|
I perceived myself aboard a standard local train heading northward on the North Shore Line. Presumably I was heading home, because that's the appropriate direction. The carriage was mostly empty, with only a handful of other people there with me (obviously this was NOT during peak hour).
The train came to North Sydney station but just at the point where we should have been slowing down, the train accelerated steadily into the tunnel beyond the platform. Now NO passenger train passes through North Sydney station without stopping so I raised the alarm with the other passengers. However most didn't share my anxiety.
Then the train was switched off the North Shore line and onto the storage track which runs down to the harbour (this is an impossibility; the storage track can only be entered from the opposite direction and involves a one-step zigzag). I realised that Central Traffic Control had diverted us off the main corridor to prevent a catastrophe if the runaway were to reach the main line at Hornsby (given that it was an electric train I don't understand why they wouldn't simply have the power turned off). With the train accelerating at a wild rate, and the carriages rocking heavily, some of the other passengers were now willing to listen to me.
We quickly made our way to the rear carriage intending to uncouple it, but instead simply jumped out and somehow survived falling from a vehicle that by now must have been doing over 100km/h. I don't know if the other passengers tried to escape, but the last I saw was the train vanishing down the hill.
Finding a trackside telephone (for some reason I didn't use my mobile phone) near the platform of Waverton Station I telephoned Central Traffic Control who promised to send a train to collect us. A set of carriages arrived, being pushed from the rear by a British Mallard 4-6-2 (which has never been in Australia) steam locomotive. We rode this a little further up the line but were asked to disembark and continue on foot. The last I recall clearly is wandaring around in some of the older suburbs of the North Shore, near a grassy field (a park or football oval) and a river or lake.