As the smoke cleared, Ladybug walked away, his mission technically accomplished, proving that sometimes, being the unluckiest person in the room is exactly what you need to survive. If you'd like to refine this story, let me know: I can rewrite the scenes to better match your vision. Movie Review: Bullet Train - Pittsburgh Magazine
In Carriage 7, twin assassins and Tangerine —dressed sharper than the knives they threw—were staring at the same silver briefcase, wondering where their boss's son, "The Son," had gone. "That's not my Thomas the Tank Engine sticker," Lemon grunted, seeing a scratch on the case. Bullet Train 202...
The was a rolling, high-speed trap set by fate. As the smoke cleared, Ladybug walked away, his
Just as a final, catastrophic shootout was about to occur in the first-class car, Ladybug tripped. His fall threw him away from the blast radius, saving his life. "Unlucky," he sighed, standing up amidst the rubble. "That's not my Thomas the Tank Engine sticker,"