The Unseen Stalker

Late night subway platform. Everyone's staring at their phones. Then I notice this

guy across the tracks. Just standing there. Completely still. Watching me. I look down at my

phone for maybe five seconds. When I look up, he's gone. Train pulls in.

Doors open. And there he is. Inside my car. Same position. Same dead stare.

But here's what made my blood freeze. The train that just arrived came from the opposite direction.

There was no physical way he could have crossed over and boarded. No tunnel.

No bridge. Nothing. He smiled at me. Not a normal smile. The kind that knows

something you don't. I got off at the next stop. Ran. Never took that