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Creepypasta #1366: Don't Be Last Off The Train

Length: Super long

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Late night trains used to hold a particular kind of romance for me. I’d sit with my head pressed against the cold glass of the window, watching the points of light streak past. Neon and sodium bulbs, an incomplete rainbow of yellow, orange, red, white and green.

I loved it when it rained; when those lights reflected from the rain-washed roads, the effect doubled. You could get lost in that distorted mirror-world of streaky colours, blurred and smeared by the motion of the train and the imperfections of the wet asphalt.

With my headphones snug against my skull, I’d listen to melancholy music and imagine what it must have been like to ride the old trains of iron and steam, before these smooth-shelled electric things killed them off.

But I don’t think about any of that anymore. Any romance is long gone, and so is the music – my phone left on a strange train in the desperate hope that this message will reach you.

God, I hope it reaches someone.

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I’d been asked to work late on a project at work, to get some last-minute scripting tweaks done. When I finally finished up I was forced to run for the last train. My bag slapped against my back as I ran, and I just managed to slide between the doors before they snapped closed with a hydraulic hiss. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been on the last train before; I can’t remember now. In any case, I was tired, and it was approaching midnight, so I hunkered down in one of the seats, pleased that I had the carriage largely to myself.

My terminus was the city’s central station, a huge edifice of old brick and ancient clocks, just like many other old train stations around the world. From there, it was a short walk back to my studio apartment and the bliss of my bed. I was barely aware of the train pausing at each smaller station to disgorge its scant passengers. I dozed fitfully, my music lulling me. But when we finally ghosted up to the central station, I was completely alone – not another soul left in the carriage.

Fuzzy-headed from my not-quite sleep, I grabbed my bag and walked to the double doors, stepping over the short gap onto the platform. All dim fluorescent lights and chewing-gum speckled pavement, the platforms were the same as anywhere else around the world; long tunnels between stationary trains, smelling faintly of cigarettes, metal, and engine oil.

I didn’t register anything was wrong for a good five minutes. In these large metropolitan stations, the platforms can be hundreds of meters long – just like this one, which was so long that I couldn’t really see the end, as it curved very slightly to the right.

No. That couldn’t be right. These train platforms didn’t curve, they were straight. Increasing my pace, I walked briskly alongside the lighted carriages on either side of the platform, counting them as I went. Five. Ten. Twenty. Forty. 

That couldn’t be right, either.

Panic began to build, like hot needles in the back of my head. I started to jog, then to run along the platform, which always seemed to curve just slightly to the right, hiding the station from me.

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