A Train To Hell...It was foolish to take a train to Hell when he should be following the blonde to Paradise, but what could Blade do? The destination sign said: HELL. Blade stepped aboard and the doors wheezed shut after him. The train left the tunnel and shot into space.Collision. Wreck. No time to escape. Pain. Darkness. Nothing now. His last sob was one of relief. It was as it should be. Nothing was beautiful anymore.Blade awoke as usual, after going through the computer. In Dimension X. But it was different from any previous mission. No one was alive here; but they were not quite dead either. Not robots. Just sleepers. But they were able to kill. They wanted to kill. All they needed were the orders from Jantor or Sybelline. But who were Jantor and Sybelline? And how could they be stopped? It would be Hell....