He felt a hard leather seat under him.
He heard
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
He felt wood touching his head at two points.
He lifted his head from the corner of the compartment.
He wondered where he was.
"I wonder where I am?" he wondered.
He didn��t know where he was.
He was in a long railway carriage.
There was no one else in the carriage.
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
He saw someone else in the carriage.
It was a girl.
He saw the girl sitting in the furthest compartment in the same carriage.
He could see only the curls of her hair.
She was facing away from him.
"It might be Irene," he thought.
Perhaps it was Irene.
Perhaps it wasn't.
He raised his head to the window.
There was only one window in the compartment.
There was another window in the next compartment.
There was a window in each of the other two compartments.
Therefore there were four windows in the carriage.
He looked straight through the window. All he could see was miles and miles of endless grass. The grass was green. It was green grass.
He looked back in the direction from which the train was heading away.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
He could see only the left side of it.
The train was moving perpendicularly away from it.
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He walked to the compartment at the other end of the carriage.
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
The girl was asleep.
He looked at her.
She was asleep.
"Her name is Susan," he thought.
Her name was Susan.
He tapped her on the right shoulder.
She did not move.
"She must be dead," he thought.
He tapped her on the left shoulder.
She moved.
"She must be alive," he thought.
She woke up.
"Where am I?" she said.
"What's your name?" he said.
"Pam," she said. "Where am I?"
"On a train," he said.
"Oh," she said.
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"I say," she said. "I must be on a train."
"Yes, you are," he said. "So am I," he added
"Where are we going?" she said.
"I don��t know," he said.
"Don't you know?" she said.
"No," he said. "Have you just come from . . . from . . . from the. . .?"
"From the what?" she said.
He pointed out the window.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
"Oh," she said.
"Well?" he said.
"Yes," she said.
"I know where we're going," he said.
"Oh," she said.
"I think," he said.
She was silent.
"Project F," he said.
She was silent.
"Yes," she said.
They were silent.
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
"We're in a train," he said.
"Yes," she said.
"Have you ever been there before?" he said.
"Where?" she said.
"Project F," he said.
"No," she said.
"I've heard about it," he said.
"So have I," she said.
"It's better than the building," he said.
"What is?" she said.
"Project F," she said.
"Have you been there?" she said
"Where?" he said.
"Project F, " she said.
"No," he said. "Have you?"
"No," she said.
"Well, we're going now," he said.
"Yes," she said.
"Have you ever been to the building before?"
"Yes," she said. "Have you?"
"Yes," he said. "Many, many times."
"It's horrible," she said.
"It's necessary," he said.
"Yes," she said. "But it's horrible."
"It is horrible," he said.
"But it's necessary," she said.
"I'm an actor," he said.
"I don't like actors," she said.
"I'm not really an actor," he said
"Look out the window," she said
"I have," he said.
They looked out the window.
All they could see was miles and miles of endless grass.
"The grass is green," she said.
"Yes, it's green grass," he said.
"Good fertile land," she said.
"Yes," he said.
All they could see was miles and miles of endless grass.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
The train was moving perpendicularly away from it.
"Let's open the window," he said.
"Yes," she said.
"Your name was Susan, wasn't it?" he said.
"Pam," she said.
"Yes. Pam," he said.
"Have you ever been there before?" she said.
"Where?" he said.
"Project F," she said.
"No," he said.
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"Take a seat," she said.
"Thank you," he said.
He sat down.
He was sitting on a seat.
It was a seat on a train.
It was a leather seat.
"Your name was Pam, wasn't it?" he said.
"Susan," she said.
"Yes. Susan," he said.
"How old is Project F?" she said.
"I'm not sure," he said.
He wasn't sure.
"Let's open the window," he said.
"Yes," she said.
"I wonder if there is anyone else on the train," he said.
"Not in this carriage," she said.
He looked around the carriage.
"No," he said.
"My name is Pam," she said.
"I know, " he said.
"I told you it was Susan," she said.
"Yes," he said. "Were you lying?"
"Yes," she said. "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry?" he said.
"Because I was lying," she said.
"Were you?" he said.
"Yes," she said.
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He tapped her on the right shoulder.
"Why did you tap me on the right shoulder?" she said.
"To wake you up," he said.
"I'm not asleep," she said.
"No," he said. "I thought you were."
"Maybe I was," she said. "It's hard to remember."
"Yes. It is," he said.
"Let's open the window," she said.
"Yes," he said.
He opened the window.
The chilly wind rushed through it.
The chilly wind rushed around them.
The chilly wind rushed through him, or so it seemed.
"Let's close the window," he said.
"Yes," she said.
He closed the window.
He looked through the window. All he could see was miles and miles of endless grass.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
The train was moving perpendicularly away from it.
The sun hid behind a little cloud.
"How long have we been travelling?" she said.
"I don't know," he said.
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"The train is going fast," she said.
"Yes," he said.
The train was going fast.
Therefore they would get there sooner than they would if they train was going slow.
"If the train was going twice as fast, we'd get there in half the time," he said.
"I don't know mathematics," she said.
"Oh," he said. "But it's true anyway."
"What a bleak day!" she said.
"It always is," he said.
"Yes, it is," she said.
The seat was made of leather.
The leather was hard.
"The seat is hard," he said.
"Yes," she said.
She went to sleep.
"Are you asleep?" he said.
She was silent.
She was asleep.
He walked to the compartment at the other end of the carriage.
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He sat down.
He rested his head in the top left-hand corner of the compartment.
He felt wood touching his head at two points.
He looked out of the window. All he could see was miles and miles of endless grass. The grass was green. It was green grass.
He looked back in the direction from which the train was heading away.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
"It's horrible," he thought. "Horrible."
He rested his head in the corner of the compartment.
He felt a hard leather seat under him.
He went to sleep.
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
He felt wood touching his head at two points.
He felt a hard leather seat under him.
He heard
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
He felt wood touching his head at two points.
He lifted his head from the corner of the compartment.
He wondered where he was.
"I wonder where I am," he wondered.
He didn't know where he was.
He was in a long railway carriage.
There was no one else in the carriage.
Clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack clickety-clack
He saw someone else in the carriage.
It was a girl.
In the distance the big grey building stood out against the sky.
The train was moving perpendicularly away from it.