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Part 5 Geoff looked back at his name on the board. He rested his finger under it, whispering, ‘Cawley, 2162. Cawley 2162.’ ‘Come on,’ said George, putting his arm around Geoff and guiding him away from the timetables. ‘Let’s get you sat down. It’s all a bit of a shock to begin with.’ Geoff stared… Read more

Part Four Geoff was woken by the side-to-side rocking of the train and the metallic clunk of wheels on the interchange of track below. Instinctively, he felt that they were approaching his stop. He’d been dreaming. It wasn’t a nightmare about being chased and attacked by the reivers that had unsettled him; he’d dreamt of… Read more

Part Three Standing in the doorway, Clive took a deep breath. As he turned his back to step down beside the track, he felt his legs trembling. His shoes crunched on the shale surface. He was hardly moving, but the noise sounded deafening to him. They must have heard the train stop, he thought. He… Read more

Part Two Geoff felt himself rousing, the gentle rocking of the train summoning him back from sleep. He was content to doze for a while, listening to the rhythmic clunks of the wheels on the track. Gradually, slowly creeping into his conscience, he became aware of no other sounds around him. He sat upright in… Read more

Part One As the train approached, Geoff joined the crowd on the platform. ‘Come along, Susan,’ he said. By the time the train had stopped, he had positioned himself strategically. He glanced around, evaluating the opposition. ‘Come along, Susan,’ he repeated. Susan politely tagged onto the rear of the line congregating by the door of… Read more