Last Ride Bonus: Part One

Tomorrow is the start of a new day. Your feet is tired and your heels are bleeding, but you don’t care. Tomorrow, it’ll be all over. The car you promised yourself has finally made its way to your doorstep, and all you’ll need to do now is sign on the dotted line. ‘Finally,’ you tell yourself. ‘Finally.’

 You take out the red card from your wallet and slide it into the card holder. Gingerly you make your way to the platform. In a matter of seconds, your ride arrives. 

  The violet chairs are empty at this time of night and the train is cold. You find a seat at the middle, across a visibly-stoned twentysomething and a young man who looks as tired as you do. The doors close and the train zooms by. 

   For the first three stations, the train seems to be running okay. It isn’t until you’re a station away from your stop that things begin to take a turn for the worst. 

 The lights flicker on and off, and people begin to notice. You grab hold of your purse and hope its just the rain outside that’s the problem. 

Darkness falls. 

 You hear faint moans and screams from the adjoining cars. 

“Ano meron?”

“Hay nako!”

“Kailangan ko pa umuwi, ano ba iyan!”


“Tumahimik!!! TUMAHIMIK!!! Sinabing tumahimik e!!!” 





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