Mind The Lonely

Trainwreck

It's 2:28 in the morning. The rain is pouring down, soaking the concrete pads around the railways and rattling the tin roofs on the train stop shelters. The lighting flashes every few seconds, spookily lighting up the train station before turning back to darkness. The only constant light comes from a billboard in a shelter, a smiling group of kids with their expensive, new Hurley back packs.

A girl of about 12 sits there, dark as a silhouette and easy to miss if you didn't know what you were looking for. Her legs dangle over the edge of a concrete pad, still hanging half a meter above the rails. She's shivering severely, the harsh rain soaking her tangled hair and clothes, running down her face like a torrent of tears. She could be crying, her shoulders jolting every few seconds and head turned down towards the tracks. No one is there, nothing is there. Only the mosquitoes, the droning crickets and the girl.

There's a rumbling in the distance, a slight vibration across the station. The girl whimpers to herself "You're not okay, not with them. Come back to me...Come back." The rumbling grows louder and the vibration gets bigger, light begins to stream down the railway.

The clouds let out a monstrous roar, she jerks her head up, screaming to the sky "NOTHING IS INFINITE!!" The light starts filling up the track sending warped shadows darting across her face. The vibration makes the station shiver and the rumbling continues to grow, deafening. The girl disappears behind the train as it passes, the haunting horn sounding and the brakes screeching.
But when it's gone she's no longer sitting there.