Youare on the platform,
Something in the tunnel your eye ~adark shape hetween the tracks.
from th the tunnel: the rush of
rats pour towards
You, ablack seething mass of claws, teeth and eyes -like ahuge monster rat, devastating eversthing beforeit.
Youare Paula Blakely.
Your neighbour Melanie Watts is with you,
Your puppy 'Shane'is locke life or death struggle enormous black rat.
The rat squeals,
octave abovea frightened child's, and then falls to the ground, dead.
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