The surge of the rush hour crowd propelled Shaun into the waiting tube carriage. Jostled from behind, he looked up from his phone as the doors closed behind him. His hand slowly tugged at the cord of his earphones, the buds popping out of his ears as the train pulled away. The carriage he was in was absolutely deserted.

"What?"

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  • James Fowler
    James Fowler over 2 years ago

    This is my favorite kind of horror, like the Fog. I definitely want to read more!

  • Clare Man
    Clare Man over 4 years ago

    Wicked start, would love to read more!