A man sat slumped with his back
against the wall, injured and staring at
the last flickering light, at a vandalised
station on the London Underground; the
bricks and tiles scattered across the floor.
The bloodstained walls have made it
unrecognisable. No one else was around.
He sat in the corner of the stop, deeply
hidden within the shadows. The entrance
was barricaded with collapsed concrete
and bricks. Specks of dust floated down
from the ceiling onto the ground and
covered the man in a sheen of white.
Complete silence was occasionally
interrupted by loud screams from above,
mostly from women and children. As the
screaming stopped, murmuring and deep
roars began. The sounds were not
completely clear, but resembled a heavy
smoker clearing his throat.
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