As the train nears the tunnel I let my eyes drift to the window on my right side. Light suddenly fades away and I'm left gazing at my own reflection. That is, until I see him. He's sitting on the other side of the corridor in the seat further away from the window and facing the same direction as me. In an instant, just as the darkness has completely taken over the air around us, I realize it would only take me about three seconds to reach him. And then, faster than I could process, I'm standing right by him. In a swift motion I wrap my fingers between his grayish locks and smash his skull into the metal armrest of the seat across from him. Blood spills in every possible direction, and just to make sure, I yank his head back just to lower it right after, even more forcefully than before. The force of impact is such that it sends him back just to lay numbly on the ground, his mouth open in a silent scream. My expressionless traits allow for a sly grin to slip by and linger in triumph. Light reclaims it's reign over the carriage, so suddenly it's almost blinding. I close my eyes in reaction before slowly opening them again.I blink once, then twice. My vision focuses back, I'm in my seat. Glancing to the left there he is, peacefully reading the newspaper. The tunnel is over, the darkness returned to hiding. The day goes on.
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