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Blackness Or My Reflection, However You Want to See It

One moment I was watching the countryside go by from the train. My mouth was full of gauze and the novocaine had worn off, but gazing out the window helped, and luckily I had a percocet in me. The percocet must’ve kicked in quick because next moment there was only blackness out the window. I looked around; there were jackets on the seats, but no passengers. I staggered through each car, but found no one. I stepped off the train into mud up to my ankles. No one, and black as far as I could see.

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