Strangers

The subway car hasn’t moved in a long time, and things are starting to get awkward.

Maybe the announcement system isn’t working or something. The lights are still on, so the power can’t be down completely. There are five people in the car. Six, if you count The Baby. It’s late. Everyone’s tired. Nobody feels like breaking the silence that has stretched into an eternity.

But somebody has to.

The Baby decides it’s up to him.

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