Julianna Huckaby
Joined May 2022
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Hell Train
I felt like I had been awake for hours, just not conscious of my surroundings. The smooth, rhythmic whooshes and the gentle jostling and swaying could have been going on for days and I wouldn’t have known. Blinking and realizing that my eyes weren’t closed, it was just dark, I started to piece together my situation. I had been asleep, or awake but drowsy. I was in pitch plack, sitting on a soft seat; and it sounded like I was on a train. I moved my hands over my body, searching my pockets. No phone, no keys, no wallet, nothing.
By Julianna Huckaby3 years ago in Fiction
