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It was a beautiful Friday night. My husband got off work early so I decided to take him out for dinner. He was tired and all he wonted to do is sleep, but I insisted that we go out for the night. Non of us felt like driving so we decided to take the new subway station.



We went to the entrance and walked down the stairs.


"Honey, do we have to do this tonight?" My husband Jack asked.


"Yes, it's one of the only nights you get off!" I replied. We looked around but there was no one, and I mean No one in sight!


"That's odd." I said to myself.


The subway arrived and the doors opened. We got on. It was empty too, but I guess I didn't notice because I was so happy that I was getting to go out finally with my husband. We sat down and the doors closed. The train started moving. I looked ahead of us and saw a man. He looked like he was in his late 20's and was in an old military uniform.


After about 3 minutes of riding the lights started flashing.


"Wait a minute, something is not right, we've past about 3 stations without stopping and there is no one else on the train!" I said.


Just then I saw that man again, only beside me.


"Excuse me but does this train go to fisher hall?" I asked.


"This train goes no were!" The main replied.


I looked out the window in panic and back at the man, only he was gone.




"Were did the man go?" I asked.


"I don't know?" My husband replied. We both started to freak out. We go up and looked around. The train felt like it was speeding up. We passed more stations now and the train was still speeding up.


"Come on, lets find the conductor!" My husband said pulling me forward. It was getting hard to move, because the train was going so fast. We go to the front but no one was there. We ran to the back but know one was there. We ran around looking for an emergency break or something but nothing. NO people no nothing.


Just then the train stopped.


"What's happening?"


"I don't know!"


Just then the train took off even faster then before, this time in reverse. Faster and Faster past all the stations. I fell to the ground and my husband came after me and held me as I started to cry. Just then the train slowed down and stopped. Me and my husband got up and walked over to the door. We hoped the doors opened. And they did. We got out and looked around. No one in sight.


"Look, Were back at the same station we started on!" I yelled.


"Thank god! Let's go home!"


We headed back to our apartment. When we got back to the building I smelled something.


"I smell gas!" I yelled.


"Me too! It's coming from Roses room!" Rose was our neighbor.


We ran over to the door "Rose, Rose!" we yelled banging on her door.


No answer.


"The Key!" I yelled as I bent down and lifted out a key from under the welcome mat. We opened the door and ran in. I saw that she had left her fireplace running. I ran over to turn it off and Jack ran in to the living room and found her lying there. He picked her up and carried her out to the hall. As I came up from shutting of the gas I saw something. A picture. I grabbed it and walked out.


Rose and Jack were out there. Rose was regaining conciseness.


"Are you ok Rose?" I asked.


"Yes, I'm fine."


"Good, Rose?" I asked.


"Yeah."


"Who is this?" I asked pointing to the picture.


"Oh, that's my Husband. He died 20 years ago, He always said he'd watch over me."


The man in the picture was the man we had seen on the train. If the train wouldn't have taken us back when it did, Rose would have died!


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The following comments are for "The Subway"
by MaleOrderedNurse

The Subway
Interesting. Believe this story could benefit from a rewrite--paying attention to grammar. It's worth doing!

( Posted by: KateLouise [Member] On: March 19, 2005 )





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