The train is silent.
You hear shuffling feet and realize then that people have begun to sit near you. Everyone rushes to the corner car. Their silence surprises you.
The choppy voice on the speaker laughs. “Takot kayo?” he asks. “There’s nothing to be scared of. I promise.”
Suddenly the train moves backward at lightning speed. People begin to scream. You cover your ears and try to stay calm. Thankfully the years of playing on the balance beam finally pay off, and you manage to stay properly seated despite the horrific ride. The train zooms to a halt at the previous station, and the doors open.
“If I were you, I would run,” says the choppy voice.
Immediately, people around you rush outside, knocking you over in the process. Your purse falls to the ground and your things scatter around the now-empty train.
“Aren’t you leaving?” the voice asks. You shudder.
“Who are you?”
Immediately, the doors close. You hear agonizing screams from the darkness beneath the platform. You shake. A bloody hand appears on the door, and you scream. More bloodied hands emerge. In a second, you see a face writhed in agony slam against the train doors.
Your purse drops to the floor, and you sit back on the chair in shock. The train rushes off at lightning speed. You’re silent, shaking… scared.
‘Who are you?’ you think. ‘Who are you and what do you want from me?’