This seat is taken (open)

Wind whipped blonde hair into her face as Jo paid for her train ticket. Not having the need to drive everywhere gave her some time to sit and think. So much had happened in the past couple of years. Many of those things she would like to forget. A train approached the terminal and came to a screeching halt. Passengers bustled out around her. No one seemed to care that Jo was just standing there with a ticket in her hand. She hadn't picked any certain place to go, she looked up at the board picked on and paid for the ticket. It was like a surprise when she got there. No one knew her and she had time to just wander around and take in the sites. Nothing had come after her for a while and it made Jo a little uneasy at times. When would the next one pop out? Who would take the form? A random woman on the train? Or a man that passed her on the street. Jo had no clue, and she wouldn't let it take hold of her and run off. She did have a life to live after all.

So Jo walked onto the now empty train to a seat near the window. People started climbing in after her taking seats left and right. But she didn't really pay attention to who was on the train. Not wanting anyone to bother her, she pulled out her phone and looked for any messages. The blonde let out a sigh and ran a hand through her hair. She had to keep reminding herself that this was good that no one had called for help, it meant that hunts where going well or few were even happening. Looking down she played with the seam on her jeans as the train started to take off. A low buzz of talking was all around her, it welcomed her to sit back and look out the window as buildings and trees flew by. But then she got the feeling that someone was watching her. You know the deep burning sensation you get in the back of your mind. Pulling her eyes away from the window Jo looked around to see who it was.