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They are now getting trampled on from the other passengers behind them. I’m trying so hard to hold on to Mathew’s hand, but I keep getting pushed around so much I almost lose his hand a couple of times.
                  We are almost at the exit when a scream comes from the front of the train; everyone stops dead in their tracks. We look towards the sound wondering what can cause such a horrible sound, when an arm is thrown over my head and falls to the floor next to me.
                  My eyes are locked on the arm lying on the floor, hoping to God it’s fake. A passenger next to me screams and starts to run towards the exit.  Mathew tugs on my arm hard and starts to fight our way through the frantic mob. The screaming gets louder and louder, it’s most definitely not a human scream.
                  We reach the door, someone pushes the emergency button to open it. A woman next to us is about to jump out of the train when a man behind her yells “Hurry…… hurry the fuck up!” He must have got impatient because he pushes her out of the train, then jumps out of the train after her.
                  We didn’t waste any time as we jump out of the train and run to the nearest tree to our left. We both crouch down and hide our bodies. We turn around to see what has caused all of the commotion and alarm on the train.
                  There is blood splattered all over the windows of the first few cars of the train. Bloody handprints everywhere from the poor people still stuck inside those cars, trying to escape screaming at the top of their lungs for someone to come and save them.              
           The screaming seems as though it is coming from the middle cars now. Whatever is happening it’s making its way down the length of the train, one car at a time. All we can do is watch in horror as we see more and more blood splatter on the windows and hear less people screaming.
                  I look around to see passengers and workers running for dear life in every direction possible. No one bothers to help the people still on the train. We start to hear the un-human screaming work its way down the length of the train. I don’t know what the hell is making that ear-piercing noise, but I don’t care to find out.
                  My legs feel like Jell-O because my body is shaking so bad. I look back at the windows of the train and suddenly a body is thrown against the window and blood squirts all over. Mathew and I look at each other,
        “RUN!” He says to me.
         He doesn’t need to tell me twice! We turn around and run away from the train and away from all the awful screams. God help them. Help us!! I notice several other passengers are running in the same direction we are.
                  I don’t know how far we ran but by the time we stop running there is no one around us. I stop and put my head in between my legs, hoping it will open my airways, trying to catch my breath.
                  I feel like throwing up, not sure if it’s because we were running so fast or because I’m frightened. “What the hell do you think happened, did you see all that blood?” I try to say in between breaths.
                  “I don’t know, but I see another passenger right over there.” I look up to see where he is pointing and sure enough there is someone standing at a tree about fifteen feet away. 
       “Let’s go see if she knows what happened and let’s try my phone as well,” I say out loud.
                  As we start to walk closer to her, I notice she is sitting on the ground. I hope she’s ok.
        “Hello, are you ok? Do you know what happened?” Mathew says as we get closer.
          I recognize the woman; she is the clerk that was working the café cart. 
         “Oh my goodness, I have not seen anyone else for at least thirty