Train

You were driving home from another city. Studying at the university was more exhausting than at school with stupid classmates. You boarded a night train, you were alone in the compartment—you saved up for a long time to buy out all the seats, just to avoid contact with a stranger. You almost fell asleep when the driver turned to everyone. The train stopped . . .
—Please, I ask everyone to close the curtains and not look out the windows.
After that, there was dead silence. The compartment walls were thin, so you heard some idiot behind the wall open the curtains and not close them. You heard the crunch of hooves outside the train. Someone was walking along it and seemed to be looking into every window, because you felt a gaze on your window, which had been renewed with curtains. The stranger's steps stopped under the next window of the neighboring car, where the curtains were not renewed. . .
(good luck rolling!)