Luka stood impatiently tapping his foot against the metal bar behind him, as he leaned his large form against it. He was soaked, chilled to the bone and wa-ay late. He glanced at his watch once again: 7.02. He glared at the screen above him telling him that the train would be there at 0645. He was already two minutes late for his shift - and Kerry was on. This was an excellent way to start his day. His dark hair was plastered to his forehead, his long winter coat sticking clinging to his body, his lips blue no doubt and his teeth were chattering.
He wasn't used to this weather yet.
The wind whistled through the station and he stomped his feet on the ground attempting to restore some feeling in them.
Dammit, but it was cold.
Beside him, he could hear a young, blonde woman muttering to herself as she stared up the tunnel hoping to speed the - now eighteen minute late - train along the tracks. He smiled slightly as he glanced sideways at her and saw her bite her bottom lip and shake her head every few seconds.
He looked away and tried to contain his own growing agitation. A pissed off Kerry was the last thing he needed right now. From down the track, he heard the screeching of the train as it pulled into the station and he heard the woman next to him mutter a quick "Thank God" and he silently agreed with her.
He pushed himself off of the bar and took a few steps forward then stopped when his eyes fixed on the train. Frozen for a few seconds, Luka stared at the speeding train.
"Holy shit..." He muttered as the woman from beside him muttered a similar expression.
He stood rooted for a few seconds until he saw the train jerk and then careen towards the platform.
He spun around and grabbed onto the young blonde woman beside him - who was standing much like he had been, her mouth hanging open slightly and her eyes wide. He pushed her as he threw his arms around her and the force sent them both crashing to the ground a few feet from their initial spot. Instinctively, he covered her body with his own and pulled his hands above his head.
Above him, Luka heard the groaning of metal against metal, the screams of the other passengers waiting on the platform, and then the loud, blood stopping crash as the train flipped off the tracks and slammed into the wall.
Then he heard nothing.
TBC