July 3, 2019
It must've been just a few seconds of disorientation, when I came to I saw that it was snowing inside. The first thing I heard was wind. I swung my head. All white. Frigid. The tip of my shoes had ice. Then, that beeping sound just before the doors closed. Too late. I ran to the nearest door. Banged. I saw someone's back. They were in a black hoody. I shouted for help. The person raised their hand and waved goodbye. Just as they were turning their head, the lights at the platform went dead. And the train chugged along.