The train ride home was a battle.
I thought the woman was a fluke. I thought maybe I had been seeing things. She was just a homeless lady. Whatever I thought I saw on the back of her head...
The train car was empty until nearly the end of my route.
Then a guy came bursting through the connection doors. He was screaming about some crazy in the last car. He was clutching his neck and blood poured through his hand.
"That crazy bitch bit me! She just came up and bit me!"
That's when I saw them. Pushed against the windows and the connection door of the train.
Moaning, ragged, bleeding....and dead.
I knew how it was going to go. This wasn't my first apocalypse after all.
I looked at the man in the train car with me. I felt bad for him. He looked like he was a really nice guy.
"Open the window. How far are we from the platform? Maybe we can strand them in the tunnel."
He opened the window and stuck his head out.
"We're pretty close." He replied. "Maybe 100 yards and closing."
He didn't hear me walk up behind him. I grabbed the back of his shirt.
"Hey, back up a little. I need in! There's a wa....."
His body slumped to the floor as his head bounced down the track. I pulled the emergency break.
The train screeched to a halt. I pried the doors open and was just able to squeeze through onto the platform. Anything in the card behind me would have a hell of a time getting off that train.
Now I just needed a game plan to get through the street to my car.