Suspense Digest June 2019 Part 2 -

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.

Arthur’s smile cracked. His skin flaked like burnt paper. Behind him, the other passengers began to fade—not into nothing, but into real people again. The woman in 6D blinked, her throat whole. The man in 6B groaned and rubbed his neck. suspense digest june 2019 part 2

“No,” she said.

“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.” Eleanor looked at the dead woman in 6D

She tucked it into her bag and watched the real Connecticut night rush by. She never took the train again. Arthur’s smile cracked

The hand from the ceiling recoiled.