Parallel As I come out of the now deserted train station, it is raining heavily so I pull out my green umbrella. Swerving my way through floods of people, a taxi pulls up beside me. "Get in" says a quiet voice beckoning me into his vehicle. He asks a gain louder. So I clamber inside. "Why... Who...uh?" I say confused. "You looked like you were avoiding people, on an empty street. I don't know why you had an umbrella, seeing as it's not raining." I look down at my umbrella. It is wet, with blood.
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