Train Ride

As I stare at my watch, I hear the sound of a subway coming to a halt. Screeching, as though crying to be set free.

I step up onto the car. The crowd is unusually big.

No room left to sit. I see some elderly people getting on. The smell is horrific. They smell as if they were rotting from the outside, and doing nothing to hide it.

_Damn. I hate the old. Cant they just die off already?_

They step off and out of the car. Reasons being unknown to myself.

_Thank goodness._

The subway creeps to life, as though on it's last leg of a race. I hear a sigh of relief as the _smell_ leaves the car.

This is when the train begins to accelerates quickly, the conductor curses, and a wave of panic sweeps the train cars.

_whats happening?_

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