maybe use a metaphor for the whole essay of nature. Or a metaphor that the train is entrancing the people to join it like they are in a trance and they are are incapable of escaping societies expectation of work
It was crowds the running giants slammed down the pathway. There was no hope but to run to the train. It rain faster than I could the flashy wind swearing through my face resisted me from entering the train. There it was the train towards Hamilton. My only hope.
I would say it's the Historian because they study history or the past and have to interpret it so they can figure out how to teach it or stop it from happening again.
