I was on a train and it was moving extremely fast. If I had to guess, we were traveling close to one hundred miles an hour. I now had a choice to make, jump and maybe die or stay here and die. What a hell of a choice I thought. I decided I would be better off taking my chances and jumping. Who knew what they would do to me once they got me to their compound. Before I could jump, I had to get the door open farther. Slipping through the small opening, I placed my back against the wall and pushed. It did not even move an inch at first, and then I felt it give away slightly. Throwing all of the strength I had left into it, it moved enough for me to jump. As I looked at the ground speeding by me, my heart began to accelerate. This by far was the scariest thing I have ever had to do in my life. Drawing in a huge amount of air, I went to jump when I felt the train slow down immensely. Peering out as far as I could see I saw a gigantic mountain and the train was heading right for it. If I was going to do this, I had to do it now. Rather than think about it I jumped.