AIに小説を書かせる

Me: Help me write a short novel. The story begins as follows. I, a 30-years-old man, am at the train station near my apartment, and am about to pass through one of the ticket gates. The time is around 18:30, and the station is already crowded with people on their [way] home, tired. The season is summer, and the year is around 2000. I notice something glinting on the ground, and pick[s] it up, which turns out to be a coin. I look around, trying to see if anyone is around who has dropped the coin. I see a young lady, in her mid 20s, descending the steps from the higher platform. I wave my hand holding the coin, and she notices and walks to me, kind of gasping and slightly flushed. I ask her if the coin is hers, and she says yes, that it dropped from her purse while trying to get her commuter pass. I hand her the coin, she thanks me politely, and I leave her, saying "Be carefull next time!" When I'm through the ticket gate, I take a one last look at her, and see her smiling and waving her hand at me. I wave back, and turn[s] around and then Bump! I walk[s] right into the belly of a huge[, ] skin-headed, scary-looking man with a goatee, clad in black leather pants and jackets with metal s[t]uds all over. He growls at me, asking what is the matter with me. I apologize but he raises his hand and tries to punch me in the face. I barely duck and run away into the crowd of people on their way home.

GPT:

As I darted through the bustling crowd, the echo of heavy footsteps pursued me. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw the imposing figure of the leather-clad man chasing after me, his face twisted in anger. Panic surged through my veins, and I weaved through the sea of commuters, desperately trying to lose him.

The train station, once a familiar and mundane place, transformed into a labyrinth of escape routes. I glanced at the departure board, hoping to find the next train to my advantage. The platform for the train bound for my apartment was just ahead, and I sprinted towards it, hoping to put some distance between myself and the menacing pursuer.

As I reached the platform, the train doors began to close. I pushed my way through the closing gap and stumbled into the crowded carriage, gasping for breath. Glancing out the window, I saw the leather-clad man scowling on the platform, his eyes locked onto me. The train jerked into motion, and a wave of relief washed over me.

I found an empty seat and sank into it, trying to catch my breath. The adrenaline still pulsed through my veins, and I couldn't shake the image of the angry man from my mind. As the train rattled along the tracks, I began to wonder about the strange encounter at the ticket gate. The chance meeting with the young lady and the coin felt like a distant memory, overshadowed by the recent confrontation.

Lost in my thoughts, I almost missed my stop. I hurriedly exited the train, relieved to be on familiar ground. The streets outside were dimly lit, and I quickened my pace, hoping to put more distance between myself and any lingering threat.

As I approached my apartment building, I took one last glance behind me, half-expecting to see the leather-clad man. To my relief, the coast seemed clear. I fumbled with my keys, unlocking the door and rushing inside.

The events of the evening left me shaken, and I couldn't shake the feeling that the chance encounter with the coin had set off a chain of events that would change the course of my ordinary life. Little did I know that the mysterious coin and the menacing stranger were just the beginning of a series of unexpected twists and turns that awaited me in the coming days.