A Journey To Hell!

I was sitting on the station bench around 11:30 when I heard the announcement that the train to Pune is an hour late. I sighed.

There was another option but to wait here on this cold night till the train arrives, as I didn't know anyone in this city. I was sitting on the bench, I noticed that a man was continuously looking at me, he had a pouch in his hand and he was constantly smelling something from it, maybe he was taking cheap drugs. His eyes suddenly made me uncomfortable.

I tried to ignore his presence, but he suddenly walked towards me and sat at the other corner of the same bench on which I was sitting. Now I was afraid, I quickly took my bag and started moving away. I observed that he was following me, I tried to walk fast but he somehow managed to match my speed. I reached the staircase and I walked up but that was the worst decision ever. As I reached up, I saw some more men who were waiting for me to reach up. They looked at me with their lusty eyes and tried to reach towards me but I pushed them away and started running.

They were following me, I was rushing, panting, thumping but still kept running with all my strength as that was the only way to save my life. In spit I didn't realize when I stepped down the other staircase and reached near some other train, maybe I'll be safe now, to escape from T.C. I hid inside the toilet, but to my utter surprise that same drugged man, whom I saw, in the beginning, was inside the toilet.

I was shocked, he looked at me with his lusty smile, I tried opening the door again but I was locked inside, someone locked me in. I was scared, shocked, afraid all at ones. As soon as the man tried to step towards me, I slammed my bag on his head and to my utter surprise, he actually fainted. Maybe he was too high.

I was relaxed for a while but still, my heart was beating very fast. I slammed the door of the toilet,

"Help!!! I am in!!! Someone open the door!!!" I shouted I am claustrophobic and being locked in such minor space is like dying. I was sweating relentlessly but no one was helping.

All of a sudden, the door opened, I stepped out as fast as I could and so did the man with me. But that was the beginning of another big trouble.

As soon as I stepped out, I saw everyone was looking at me with suspicious eyes, few even called me characterless. No one was saying anything to the men, but they were giving odd looks to me. Just then a group of middle-aged ladies all dressed in red with all the ornaments that married woman wears came towards me,

"YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE A PART OF OUR SOCIETY," one of them said, I saw the same drugged man laughing with other people from the corner of my eye.

I wanted to explain to them what happened, and I guess I was telling them my plight too but it felt as if everyone was deaf, no one was listening to me.

Then suddenly one of the aunties pushed me out of the train,

AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

*SWOOP...I got up*

OH GOD! It was a dream.