Me and a friend of mine were returning from uni one afternoon in which we stumbled a rather odd fellow who felt the urge to recount the tale of how he lost his ouji board at the cemetary two nights prior. Another fun little incident was watching a pair of heroin addicts tearing a whole train cabin appart looking for short change going on about how they'd "kill for just one more shot". Then there was the fellow who wore a towel around his shoulders screaming that he was spiderman. I find the longer the train ride the wierder they get.