bell that signaled the doors to close. She breathed a sigh of relief at the apparent safety that the closing doors gave her. In a matter of minutes, the train would be long gone, traveling safely towards the next stop – and she would be far away. Far away from the creepy old man. Trying to relax, she narrowed her eyes, searching the train car for a seat, but there were no vacancies. Maybe there were seats in the next car, she thought. Looking to the back end of the car, she found the small, plexiglass window that showed the inside of the next car. Few people were standing up, and it didn’t seem too crowded. She made ready to walk through the cars to the other side, which was quite dangerous – especially in the shoes she was wearing. But she didn’t care; she needed to sit down....

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