Day 170

The underground train came to a sudden halt.
This was not the passengers' destination.

The masculine voice came over the speakers
to reassure them all was well and they would
be leaving shortly.

And they were reassured... until the lights went out.
Murmurations filled the air as the people began
to frantically whisper and huddle together in fear.

The carriages were filled with frightened whispers,
far more whispers than the small amount of
passengers would account for.

Not that they noticed, too wrapped up in their worry.
The whispering began to increase.
The humans ceased their own mutterings to listen.

These Other whisperers spoke of safety in numbers.
Spoke of the dangers of staying there.
Gradually lured the passengers out of their carriages.

The voices were always just out of sight.
They sounded so sincere, so kind.
Who wouldn't follow them?

The voices drew them further down the line.
It was so dark, so cold.
Whispers just past their ears told them they were close.

The train tracks came to a sudden halt and the whispers ceased.
Their screams could be heard for miles around.

They had reached their destination.