Ghost Train Chronicles

A Ride You’ll Never Forget

It’s past midnight. The city is still buzzing, but the streets feel quieter—like the city is catching its breath before dawn. Zeke, Rio, and Marley hop down the stairs into a dimly lit subway station, the kind where the air smells like last night’s rain and bad decisions.

“Yo… this train is gonna take us somewhere wild,” Zeke says with a grin, pulling out three joints—each with a different strain. The boys exchange glances, the kind that says “We in for it.”

“Ghost 96,” Zeke smirks. “This one’s for the laughs.”

“Ghost 98,” Rio murmurs, already intrigued. “For… deep thoughts.”

“Ghost 99,” Marley adds, holding the third like it’s a key to another dimension. “Bro… this one’s for ego death.”

They board the train. It’s empty except for flickering lights and the distant hum of the city. The Ghost Train is about to depart.

Zeke’s Laughing Realm – Ghost 96

Zeke lights up first. A deep inhale. The taste hits smooth—citrusy with a hint of something… electric.

Seconds later, it hits. HARD.

“Broooo… what if pigeons are actually running the subway?” Zeke blurts out, his laugh echoing down the empty car.

Rio and Marley glance at him, and before they can even react, Zeke is GONE. Tears streaming, belly aching, head back, cackling like he just unlocked the funniest joke in the universe.

The walls start melting. Neon lights pulse and bend with every burst of laughter. Graffiti comes to life, swirling into kaleidoscopic patterns that bounce off the windows.

“Yo… what if WE’RE the pigeons?!” Zeke laughs harder, his mind spiraling through absurd realities where time loops and snack vending machines have feelings.

Ghost 96 had him fully locked in—terpinolene and limonene turning his thoughts into a chaotic comedy club where nothing made sense… but everything felt hilarious.

Rio’s Deep Dive – Ghost 98

Zeke’s laughter fades into the background as Rio takes his hit. The flavor’s earthy… grounding. But the moment he exhales, the energy shifts.

The train is gone.

Rio isn’t sitting on a subway seat anymore—he’s floating. The air thickens, and suddenly, he’s surrounded by books. Ancient knowledge. Symbols he can’t read but somehow understands.

“Yo…” Rio whispers, eyes wide. “I think I’m… in a library of the universe.”

Galaxies swirl around him, and the books turn into pathways, each leading to a different possibility—alternate timelines, forgotten futures, memories that haven’t happened yet.

Ghost 98 had cracked open the door. The myrcene and beta-caryophyllene slowed time to a crawl, leaving Rio stranded in a space where thoughts echoed for eternity.

“Bro…” he mumbles, staring at Marley. “What if… we’re not riding the train? What if… the train’s riding us?”

Marley smirks. “You’re almost there, man.”

Marley’s Ego Dissolution – Ghost 99

Marley’s turn. He doesn’t hesitate. He takes a deep pull of Ghost 99, and it hits different.

Softer. Like a whisper. But it’s the kind of whisper that pulls you under.

His eyes close… and when they open—

He’s gone.

The train disappears. So do Zeke and Rio. Marley’s not here anymore. He’s everywhere.

Colors dissolve into cosmic dust. His body? Gone. His thoughts? Scattered across the universe.

“Am I… still me?” Marley’s voice echoes, but it’s not his voice anymore.

Ego? Dissolved.

Ghost 99 worked its magic. The pinene and linalool blurred the boundaries between reality and infinity, leaving Marley floating in a void where he was both nothing and everything.

The Return – But Are They Really Back?

The train screeches to a stop.

Zeke, Rio, and Marley blink as if waking up from the same dream. The train doors open, the cool NYC air rushing in. But something’s different.

“Yo… are we back?” Zeke whispers, rubbing his eyes.

They step off, but the colors linger. The echoes of the universe still hum in their ears. Reality feels… stretched.

“Bro…” Rio murmurs. “I don’t think we ever left.”

They walk into the night—changed, connected, and carrying a piece of the Ghost Train with them.

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Ghost Strains: It’s More Than Just THC%

• Ready to ride the Ghost Train yourself?

• Ghost 96, Ghost 98, and Ghost 99 are waiting.

• But remember… once you’re on, you may never really come back.