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#thriller #action #romance

The morning was crisp and vibrant, as the the train station started to grow crowded

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The morning was crisp and vibrant, as the the train station started to grow crowded. I gazed out onto the empty railroad, waiting for the next train to take me to Washington.

The muffled sound of the train announcing its entrance, was preparing to stop. I felt the eyes of a stranger shift on my face, and I uncomfortably moved away in the crowd. With little thought, but my journey ahead on my mind, I felt a cold piece of steel clasp around my wrist. A briefcase attached... With panic and sudden surprise I looked up to only to feel another item being placed in my other hand. Frightened my brain froze in utter confusion.

" Im sorry," an unknown man whispered faintly, and I looked ahead in utter shock. My eyes wide, and my mouth had dropped open to an unflattering look.

The man had thrown himself under the passing train, that skidded to a halt only seconds after he disappeared in a perilous death between the TRACKS.

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