It’s strange. As soon as I stepped through that door, it felt like everything stopped. All the sounds, smells, sights, feelings, tastes… they all stopped. It only lasted for a moment, but that moment felt like forever. I felt dead, like I no longer had a body. Yet, I could hear something in my mind. A voice.


    It called out to me… angrily. A warning and then a threat. I’m a trespasser, it said. An interloper. And then? A memory. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    The rumble of a train against metal tracks. The echo of the rushing wind in the massive underground tunnels, like an artificial cavern. It was the first time I rode on a subway. I was scared. There were dozens of strangers, all packed into this large metal tube deep underground. We were all trying to go somewhere, but where? The massive tunnels twisted and turned, a network beneath the outside world. I “followed” them blindly.


    Why that memory?