Subway

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And starring June Habbot in Subway, a suspense play produced, edited and directed for Shanley by William Spear. The subway always dents you. I have to stand back from the edge of the platform on a train, coming in because...

Well, heights don't bother me or to close any places. Or any of those other things that give some people the willies. No. No, with me it's the separate. The shining tracks and the train roaring in out of the black.

But I always make myself stand way back when I'm waiting. That's how it started that night. I instinctively came back when I saw the deeming white headlight appear in the tunnel. Brushing toward me out of dark.

I made myself draw back. But what I really wanted to do was to throw myself in front of that train. The lights on the shining rails hypnotized me like the deaning eyes of a snake.

I stepped backwards in a panic, but that mob, that five o'clock mob poured in behind me and shoved and pulled me with it. I'd been pushed around all day and I had this awful cold.