Cockroaches and Mice, Oh My

I heard the man shuffling around the boxcar but he was only a silhouette in the darkness. Another voice became apparent, an unknown voice. It only filtered through the clacking of the wheels as a mumble, but the silhouette seemed to be engaged with the other voice. Soon the train stopped. "This is where I get off Tommy boy. Apparently there's another destination for you." With that the silhouette slipped out of the door into the dark night.