Suspense Digest June 2019 Part 2 Review

“This train doesn’t exist,” Arthur said. “Not the one you think. Every night, it runs the same route. And every night, one seat is empty. The sixth seat. The one reserved for the passenger who doesn’t belong. The one who died here before.”

Then another.

Eleanor looked at the dead woman in 6D. The twisted man in 6B. The silent, weeping souls filling the car behind her, all trapped in the moment of impact, looped forever. suspense digest june 2019 part 2

“Not because I’m brave,” she said, looking at Arthur. “But because you’re lying. There is no sixth seat. There never was. You’re the one who died in 1997. And you’ve been tricking the living into taking your place ever since.” “This train doesn’t exist,” Arthur said

She reached into her coat pocket. Her fingers brushed cold, fibrous paper. She pulled it out. And every night, one seat is empty

She took a breath.

Eleanor’s reporter instincts kicked in before her fear. She leaned closer. “What do you mean, the fifth seat?”