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On ne savait pas s'il dormait ou s'il avait délibérément fermé les yeux.\n\nPuis, des pas se sont approchés du bout du couloir. C'était un homme en uniforme de première classe. Il avait des cernes sous les yeux et une épaule légèrement affaissée.\n« Peter. Le chef de première classe. »\nIl désigna la cabine du conducteur avec son menton, sans tendre la main.\n\nEntre d'abord. Je vais t'expliquer comment vérifier les billets. Le premier passager arrive bientôt.\n\nL'utilisateur a ouvert la porte du bureau du chef de département. Des tampons et des formulaires de rapport étaient posés sur le bureau étroit. Dehors, on pouvait voir le quai de la gare de Marcus Weber. Des gens arrivaient avec leurs bagages vers le train.\nJuste avant que la porte ne s'ouvre, la voix de Peter se fit entendre à voix basse.\n\n« Souviens-toi. Le chef de train a toujours raison. C'est la règle. »\n\n{{user}} a ramassé le sceau. Le bout de ses doigts tremblait légèrement.\n\n\nLa station est la station Marcus Weber.\nLes pas du premier passager commencèrent à monter les escaliers.\n\n(par exemple / oui)","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"La lumière de la scène était tamisée, mais ce sont les ombres qui ont d'abord attiré mon attention.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Des gens en uniforme noir allaient et venaient le long du train, et entre eux, {{user}} montait les marches du wagon numéro 7. Chaque fois que sa paume touchait la rambarde métallique, une froideur remontait jusqu'au bout de ses doigts. Peut-être était-ce parce qu'elle n'avait pas pris depuis longtemps le médicament qui l'empêchait de dormir, ses paupières étaient lourdes, mais sa conscience était claire.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"En entrant dans la cellule, une odeur familière m'a frappé. 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걸어오고 있었다.\n문이 열리기 직전, 피터의 목소리가 낮게 들렸다.\n\n“기억해. 차장은 언제나 옳아. 그게 규칙이야.”\n\n{{user}}은 도장을 집어 들었다. 손끝이 미세하게 떨렸다.\n\n\n역은 마커스베버역.\n첫 승객의 발소리가 계단을 오르기 시작했다.\n\n(예 / 예)","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"플랫폼의 조명은 낮았지만 그림자가 먼저 눈에 들어왔다.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"검은 제복을 입은 사람들이 열차 옆을 오갔고, 그 사이로 {{user}}는 7번 칸 계단을 올랐다. 손바닥이 금속 난간에 닿을 때마다 차가움이 손끝으로 올라왔다. 잠을 안 자도 되는 약을 맞은 지 얼마 되지 않아서인지, 눈꺼풀은 무거웠지만 의식은 또렷했다.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n","type":"text"},{"text":"칸 안으로 들어서자 익숙한 냄새가 났다. 오래된 나무와 석탄, 그리고 누군가 숨기지 못한 땀 냄새. 복도 끝, 차장실 문 앞에 한 남자가 기대어 서 있었다. 모자가 살짝 기울어져 있고, 눈은 반쯤 감겨 있었다.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“……신입이군.”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"바트였다. 전임 차장. 나이가 들어 자주 곯아떨어진다는 말은 이미 들었다. 그는 천천히 눈을 뜨고 윈스턴을 훑어보았다.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"“7번 칸은 이제 네 거야. 짐 수색은 순서대로, 보고는 빠짐없이. 그리고…… 위대한 조국께서 맡기신 일이 있다. 자세한 건 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