perfect this script: **INT. TRAIN STATION PLATFORM - DAY**

*The once-bustling platform is now eerily empty. JAMES, early 30s, sits alone on a bench, his vacant stare and pale complexion giving him a ghostly appearance. 
He clutches a worn photograph, lost in thought.* 

*A train pulls up and stops, but no one boards or disembarks. 
The doors close, and it departs, leaving James behind. 
The platform lapses into an eerie silence, broken only by the faint echo of the departing train's whistle.*

*Across the platform, LILY, also in her early 30s, materializes out of thin air. Her disheveled appearance and bewildered expression suggest disorientation. 
She glances around the unfamiliar surroundings, shivering slightly as a cold breeze passes through her.*

*Lily spots James and cautiously approaches him, her steps leaving no footprints on the platform.*

**LILY**
Excuse me... Do you know when the next train to Bristol arrives?

*James meets her gaze, a flicker of recognition in his eyes*

**JAMES**
Bristol? I'm not sure. I can't seem to remember.

*Lily sits next to James, studying his features intently.*

**LILY**
 Don't I know you from somewhere? Your face is so familiar!

*James slowly looks up, as if emerging from a trance. Their eyes meet, and a flicker of recognition passes between them.*  

**JAMES**
I feel the same. Like I've known you forever, but can't remember how.

*Lily sits next to James, studying his features intently. The fluorescent lights overhead flicker briefly, casting eerie shadows across their faces.*
They begin chatting, an instant rapport forming between them.
 As they converse, fragments of memories resurface - a nervous first meeting, shared laughter over drinks, tender caresses, and whispered promises of a future together.*

*Time lapses, marked by the cyclical arrival and departure of trains, their muffled announcements the only sounds cutting through the heavy silence.
 The platform remains deserted, except for James and Lily, who are now deep in intimate conversation, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.*

A crackling announcement echoes through the station: "Final train to Bristol now arriving. All aboard."
Lily instinctively reaches out and grasps James's hand, but her fingers pass through his like smoke. 
They both recoil in shock, staring at their insubstantial forms.

LILY
(stunned whisper)

What's happening to us?

James tries to touch Lily's face, but his hand glides through her, confirming their ethereal state. In that moment, a metaphorical veil lifts, and their memories come flooding back in a torrent of vivid flashes:

-- James and Lily, madly in love, embarking on a new life together.

-- Their train ride, filled with laughter and dreams of the future.

-- A sudden, violent derailment, followed by darkness.

-- The date on a crumpled newspaper: one year ago today.
JAMES
(realization dawning)

The accident... we were on our way to Bristol when it happened.


He looks around the desolate platform, the gravity of their situation sinking in.

JAMES

We didn't survive. We're... we're ghosts, drawn back to the place where our journey ended.

Lily's eyes well up with tears as the truth washes over her.
 James pulls her into a comforting embrace, but they cannot feel each other's touch.

LILY
(voice breaking)

After all this time, we found each other again... but only in death.


The train's doors remain open, almost beckoning them aboard.
 
*James and Lily exchange a bittersweet smile, their love transcending the boundaries of life and death. Hand in hand, they board the train, finally headed to their ultimate destination - together.*

*The train departs, leaving the platform empty once more, save for the forgotten photograph dancing in the wind – a final memento of the love that defied all odds.*