Stranger Returns - Part 1

Stepping off the plane at the Frankfurt Airport, the cold winds took my breath away. In an instant I was transported back – and a shiver went through my body. The hollow, forgotten sounds; the grey skies threatening to go black; the subtle shift of those around me, as if they too felt the sudden blankness.

We made our way to the train and found our seats. There they were, numbered and orderly, waiting patiently for our arrival, ready to forcibly expel any intruders. The grey and barren landscape ticked silently by, quiet, so quiet. The only sound was the soft cough of a fellow passenger.