It is not a safe hour for a woman to be walking alone. Perhaps, she worked in graveyard shifts, and is used to the shadowy figures lurking outside. I am curious, but resist the temptation of talking. She is busy with her phone.
I see her gesticulating wildly, asking me to get out. I do the same on impulse and watch the station being blown up. I pull out my phone to call the police, when a message draws my attention.
βI was hired to be a suicide bomber. My family will be taken care of with the money. Choosing this time is the least that I could to save lives. What are you doing here at this hour?β
OMG! The sender is Amla. How could I not recognise her in that uniform? The cell phone perhaps held a trigger. I wish I had shown the courage to talk to her. It might have saved β¦.. who and what? Does it make a difference now?
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All of us have. There are 50000 thoughts that cross the mind in a day. Thank you so much!
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Excellent take on the prompt. From where do the ideas come? How imaginative mind you writers have.
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Makes me realize just how crazy this world is. Scary.
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Thanks for visiting and engaging!
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A very fatal look at this image Reena.
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Perceptions and perspectives make stories, else the world is only a fact π
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Wow! Great story. Interesting that the woman at the bottom of the escalator is the natural focus and all three stories (so far) put her in real or perceived danger.
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See how shadows behind manage to remain in oblivion π
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