Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Lost on the Rails

Jenny entered the station. She’d paid her fare, having worked out the necessary amount of quarters to pay the attendant. Now all she had to do was find the right platform. She’d saw a sign on her way in indicating that she had to look for the green one, but as soon as she’d walked through the turnstile she was lost on a giant square room. The words ‘Platform One’ flashed above her on a rolling sign in lettering above her head, while at the corner another sign flashed ‘Platform Two’ above her. The room was deserted; and it didn’t even feel like a proper train station as the track was the same level as the platform. It felt more like a kids ride at the theme park. There was a sign stating the words ‘Brooklyn Gardens’ for the sake of the people getting off, but what about the ones getting on? It was all a bit too much. 

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