“He had already built a cage of his own fear, and all she did was climb in there with him.”Freight trains pound the rails, steel on steel, crisscrossing America. The dark and lawless freight yards are staging points for the homeless and the adventurous seeking a free ride.But is anything really free?“He had already built a cage of his own fear, and all she did was climb in there with him.”Freight trains pound the rails, steel on steel, crisscrossing America. The dark and lawless freight yards are staging points for the homeless and the adventurous seeking a free ride.But is anything really free?There are rules to the underbelly of society, cruel andhorrifying. Battles are won, souls are lost. Some seek revenge, and some seek redemption. To the Raildogs it's always been about the next score. There's never been enough. Or is there?In the dead of night chaos reigns. In the grim darkness of the boxcars we find hell.