P.S. These stories are all fake. I made them up. Enjoy!
Years ago, a young man was getting a Skytrain ticket. That time, tickets were smaller than they were now, and they had a purple line on top. A madman was behind a advertisment, and in is hand was a gun. The madman leaped up and shot the man in the back. He died. The one ticket he bought was still in the slot. The young man didn’t even touch it. A writer who was a witness wrote in a book that if you ever buy a ticket, and a old-fashioned looking ticket comes out, don’t touch it and run away.
12 years later, when the tickets looked like they did now, a man that looked strangely like the guy who died came to the ticket buying machine and clicked 1 ticket. He got his 1 ticket, but another ticket popped out. It was a very old one. He suddenly remembered the ticket and started running away. Some people who saw ran away, too. All of a sudden, the doors closed, and the man was stuck inside. He cried for help. A low moaning sound seemed to come out of the ticket slot. It echoed through the absolutely empty station. Then, blood started trickling through the slot. A grayish limp hand popped out, then an arm, then the entire body. The ghost of the madman appeared beside the man and he almost fainted. The ghost held a ghostly gun. The grayish figure that came out of the slot was so hideous and scary looking, that the man slumped down and seemed to be dead. The zombie figure then used the new fashioned ticket to a secret slot and the ticket booth opened. Tons of Zombie figures fell out and picked the dead man up. To the same fate they were in, to only be let out when a zombie put a old fashioned ticket out every 5 years. The End of Story 1!