Hannah Sassi

The Mysterious Man

She had been so engrossed in her book she didn’t realise her train carriage was empty. Strange for a Tuesday, she thought to herself. Megan looked down at her watch: 7:42 am. The train is usually rammed at this hour. Hmm. She went back to reading. Twenty minutes later, she closed her book and began to gather her things to get off the train—which meant stepping into the cold winter morning.