"Terrance? Why-" Someone walked into the booth. He had a gun. Her eyes widened in horror. No one else seemed to notice. She tried to speak, but instead a whine escaped from the back of her throat. She recognized this guy. She regularly had nightmares about him. He shot everyone in the train car with her, before grinning evilly. She started silently crying, too stunned to move. The man left, grinning and laughing.