Chandra pulled her coat tighter around her body. Though she was underground in the subway and out of the Autumn elements, it was still pretty cold down there. The time was sometime after eight. She lost track of the time an hour ago, not that it mattered much. Everyday was the same. The same schedule, the same patterns. The food vendor that was home down here had already closed up his shop. The homeless guy that slept in the tunnels already shambled by and disappeared around the corner. The other people that took this subway were milling about waiting for the train. People trying to get home from work, or just starting the night shift. She was leaving for home herself. An derelict apartment on the shitty side of town. The funny part, is that she might've afforded a better place even with school loans and expenses. But that was before a terrible roommate and a crappy exboyfriend happened. Now she was too broke to move out and dreading going home. Staring at the electrified rails of the subway train, Chandra wondered if she should even bother going back. There wasn't a family or friends to miss her. She wasn't close to anyone at the college or at work. Life was wake up, go to school, go to work, go home. Rinse and repeat. How fast would someone die if they stepped in front of the train? The thought hadn't come out of nowhere. It wasn't the first time she had thought something like that. This time, though... the urge was really strong. A little desperate part of her would do almost anything to not go back home. It would probably be quick. You never heard news stories about people surviving trains. She could hear the train coming down the tunnel. Slowly, she stepped up to the very edge of the console. All she would have to do was step forward at the right moment and BAM. Done. Everything would be over.