Posted by
Brandon

Last year I killed a man. A perfectly ordinary man, on a perfectly ordinary summer's day. He waited at the front of the platform until he could hear my train approaching, then he calmly stepped down on to the tracks and looked directly at me as he waited for the impact.

Last year I killed a man. A perfectly ordinary man, on a perfectly ordinary summer’s day. He waited at the front of the platform until he could hear my train approaching, then he calmly stepped down on to the tracks and looked directly at me as he waited for the impact.