When you get on the A Train at Astor Place at 12:01am you will pass the 6th level of hell. There is another scary myth that if you ride the A Train on all Hallows eve at one minute past midnight, you will ride through all of the portals of hell.

When you first get on the train it looks like a regular A Train. But here’s the thing, it is an A train riding on the 6 line. Astor Place is usually where you catch the 6 train.

But if you are riding the MTA on the winter equinox, you’ll see that the A train runs on the 6 line.

If you include passengers and everything, it’s easy to get lost and not know where your train is going. If you do get on board and have a seat, you need to know that it might be your last train ride, ever.

As soon as the train pulls out of the station, all of the passengers riding the train turn into ghouls. The fiends get up and start roaming the train for some unfortunate passenger to eat. Look scared and they will surely notice you and devour you whole.

If you remain calm and don’t close your eyes they will leave you alone.

Next, the train stops at another unholy and forbidden station. The ghouls will take their leave and the demons will enter your car.

The train will be teeming with bloodthirsty entities. They don’t want to eat you. Unfortunately or you, these demons will want to bash your head in.

As you journey on, riding to the next level of hell you must fight these devils before they manage to kill you. Once the train stops, if you survive, you’ll be in the clear. But the horror is still not over.

You still have to find a way to survive the next level of hell, until you get out of the subway system.

As the demons walk off at their stop, carts of food and the most wealthiest individuals imaginable walk onto the train. You might notice that the train cars are riddled with corpses as filthy rich warlords dine. They have a magnificent feast.

If you dare to gesture or mention that you are hungry they will gang up on you and torture you. These demonic forces will relish carving out and eating small pieces of your body.

They find it most pleasurable and it heightens their culinary experience, cutting into your flesh as you squirm and scream helplessly, unable to escape.

There’s no finer epicurean delight than digging into a fresh, lively, victim. If you are still alive they will exit at the next stop.

At the next stop the rich leave and the hellscape releases the hounds. The train car fills with vicious, salivating dogs.

Whoever is still alive will be left with the difficult task of fighting off a pack of wild demonic dogs.

These dogs are the result of any deceased canine that didn’t or wouldn’t go to heaven. The unfortunate mutts fell to the depths of hell and were forever transformed.

When the train stops the dogs leave and people walk in. They continuously take pictures laughing at the victims of the hell train.

Cellphones are used for mock interviews in front of writhing passengers. The most exclusive hellions all know about this demonic train ride. They post pictures of ravaged train cars and their unwitting victims on social media for all of hell to see.

Finally, your last stop is Beach 180th st. You have reached the final level of hell on Earth. Far Rockaway is certainly hell as there is nothing there but ghouls, demons, and rich people living there. It’s horrible!!!