Toyko Train
by Travis Echert

--On a crowded subway in Tokyo a tall white man stands in the midst of a commuter rush of shorter Japanese men and women. One man in particular, Tomo Ozaki, notices the incongruity of the scene. “He stands tall. Not just physically, but in spirit too. “I wonder where he’s going,” Tomo wonders to himself.
--The train slows down and some of the passengers prepare their things as the windows fill up with movement from the crowded station. Tomo moves carefully to one side, making room for the exiting passengers. All is quiet, the pace of the crowd is slow but steady. The last passenger to exit is the tall white man Tomo had been admiring. Their eyes lock for a second. It seems like the man is giving Tomo a look of acknowledgment, as if he too regards the small business man in high esteem. Tomo looks away courteously as the man passes close.
--Suddenly, Tomo’s legs and unmentionables feel very cold. “Much too cold,” he thinks frantically to himself.
A wild, shrill laugh is heard out on the platform and a tall head is moving quickly through the crowd, leaving a wake that ends in a stunned man with his pants around his ankles.
--Tomo looks down at his bare legs, they are spotted with a few coarse, black hairs. His underwear is almost entirely visible too. It’s Friday, that means it’s the blue and white striped pair. Tomo desperately hopes they appear clean.
--Once Tomo’s pants are back where they’re supposed to be, the train begins to move again. Tomo avoids looking at any of his fellow passengers. Not that he needs to though, none of them are looking at him. Everyone is occupied, doing just what they were doing before the incident occurred.
--As the train moves down the tracks and further into the night, the passengers begin to file off, each of them maintaining the distance with the passenger whose undoing they witnessed. Upon arriving at their respective homes, none of the passengers discuss what happened on the train. But not a single one of them can get out of their minds the picture of the demoralized business man and the tall, laughing maniac, fleeing through the crowded station.

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Travis had an unfortunate spell of inkless days after leaving high school. But once upon a winter night in Juneau, Alaska, he took to writing again. This time it was science fiction that sparked his pen. Currently he is at work on writing the great American Zombie novel, while he fixes up his boat so that he can get out of this town and move to San Francisco with his honey.
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