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The Plummeting Life
The fog plumed through the gunshot holes in the train windows like a horror movie scene
The fog captured the train like an eclipse
Engulfed in smoke
Nothing or no one visible
Not even the bullet holes
Everyone is shuffling around, trying to find a way out
Hands and arms out
In front of their bodies to keep them from falling
Thud
No one can see what it is
But something has smashed against the ground
The fog was slowly fading
In and out…
In and out…
The fog is gone
And so was the stranger
A knife
And him collapsed on the floor
With a pile of blood underneath
Shrieks are heard all over the train
No one knows ,
Who it is ,
Or what happened
Maybe someone outside caused the fog for this very reason,
Who could the killer be is the real question
Everyone on the train backs away
Closer to the corners to make sure no one is near
But I check his pulse
It’s faint
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