Dr. Nasey!

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now back to the story. I'd just gotten on the train a few stops earlier. It was rather empty,

except for a group of men dressed in military uniforms. It wasn't an unusual sight,

as many recruits used the train to get to their base, spending their weekends back home.

The strange thing was that their uniforms were rid of ranks and any official insignia.

It didn't smile either. It just looked at each other with firm, nervous expressions.

Not that it changed anything, I had to get back home, and my stop wasn't more than half an hour

away, well outside the city. I considered moving on to another train car, but I was also too stubborn

to let paranoia get a proper hold of me. The train stopped, letting half a dozen people enter

the train car. The doors closed once more, and the train kept moving. No sooner had we been

set in motion, before one of the soldiers gave the rest a simple nod. They all stood up,

put on gas masks in one swift motion, and pulled weapons out of their bags.

Everybody get to the ground! They yelled almost in sync as they kept their weapons pointed at each

and every one of the seven passengers aboard. We all complied pretty quickly. A couple of the

passengers let out horrified screams, but I was too afraid to let out even a gas. I just threw

myself down while holding my hands clearly visible, praying to any god that would listen to spare

my life. Please don't shoot a man yelled in panic. Keep your fucking mouth shut and stay on the

ground. Who are you people? A woman asked. They didn't respond. They just kept their weapons

pointed at each passenger. I carefully looked up at my captor, and noticed something that worried

me even more than having a gun pointed at my face. The soldiers were as terrified as ourselves.

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