A spiteful train conductor (August 5, 2008)
I find myself on a high-speed train, together with two friends of mine. Soon I feel that I have to get off immediately because I am chasing someone and that person is not on the train. I find a steel door, and when I open it I see a stairway that leads down to some sort of basement. All three of us go down and in the little dark room we find another extremely solid door, but it’s locked. We decide to go up again but the door we had entered is now impossible to open. We’re trapped. Somehow though, we manage to get up again and when the train reaches the next station we get off as quickly as possible. Suddenly we remember that we have forgotten our luggage above our seats and we decide to go get it. I ask the female train conductor if she can hold the train for a second or two. “No problems”, she says. We find our way back to our seats but when we are just about to get off the train again the doors closes and the train starts moving. The conductor laughs spitefully, but for some reason I blame my friends.