Last night the strangest thing happened on the Metro. I went down into the Gallery Place stop around 8:15pm after a late night in the office and the gym. I was waiting on the lower platform as usual when I noticed an empty "No Passengers" train slowly rolling by. This is a fairly common occurrence in the Metro and I wouldn't have paid any special attention at all if it wasn't for the fact that there was something weird about this particular train: the lights in the front were very bright and peculiar, and the windows of the train were tinted almost completely black. The first half of the train disappeared into the tunnel that leads to the next stop and then all of a sudden it came to a complete halt. It stopped in such a manner that a set of doors were directly in front of me. It was then that I had the opportunity to get a little closer and peer into the dark windows. I noticed that there were no seats on this train. Instead, it was stacked full of 4-foot-high rectangular metal containers. At that moment, the doors in front of me opened and out stepped a special officer that looked almost exactly like Agent 355 from Y: The Last Man. She was holding an assault rifle, the likes of which are extremely hard to describe - I have never seen anything like it before in my life. There were very large red bullets mounted on both sides of the barrel. She looked me right in the eye and said, "back up." At that moment, everyone within a 50 yard radius backed away from the train and couldn't help but stare at this woman who was ready to cap anyone who did anything funny. She stood there on the platform like a statue, with her rifle locked and loaded, for about a minute. After receiving some kind of signal from another part of the platform, she slowly slinked back onto the train and the doors closed, once again concealing everything. The train pulled off and disappeared.
I can't help but wonder what the hell was in those metal containers. The only thing that comes to mind that requires that level of security is....money. Millions upon millions of dollars being transported in an efficient manner: the underground. Although, I could be totally wrong. Nothing else comes to mind, though.
If someone has an inkling as to what it was that I experienced last night, please enlighten me. It was very mysterious.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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2 comments:
you should have kicked some game to her, then she would have told you and maybe hooked you up with a box of money. like "dammmmn girl, you fine as HELL tonight..."
You're the second person that told me that I should have flirted with her. What the hell is the deal? I'm not shooting the shit with anyone that's strapped with 17 different types of guns.
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