On a train to a magical world

When the train doors closed, I realized I was the only passenger left onboard. I looked to the left after looking to the right; I was stunned. Just a moment ago, there had been many people around me, but the carriage was completely empty in the blink of an eye.

When I looked out the window, there was only a thick fog that prevented me from seeing what was on the other side.

"Hello? Is anyone here? Is this a joke?" I said aloud.

Then I heard a loud screech, the train began to shake, it was braking. It stopped abruptly and the doors opened again.

As I stepped out, while the fog dissipated into the air, I realized I was in the middle of a station. But it wasn't an ordinary train station: the people around me were sorcerers; they used broomsticks to fly through the air.

I was so amazed that I fainted.