July 5th, 2014
I thought it was somewhere on the side of some random train railway. It was night.
On the one side of the railway, it was the train station. Dim-lighted one.
I was on the other side.
The side, that had stalls of night market, rowing in two opposing rows. The arrangement of the rows created some sort of path leading to a dead-end—because the end of it is the railway.
I was looking for specific thing in this market with my friend—my theatre club mate. He’s the chairman of the theatre club. As usual, he wore black plain shirt along with long black capoeira pants. We were looking for specific something, when he mentioned, “…but we couldn’t pass through. Because of that.”
“That—what?” I said.
He pointed to certain poin in the direction of the railway.
It was night. There’s no sight of train. No road lamp either. Lighting came only from the stalls and the dim-lighted train station.
People were walking to-and-fro freely across the railway. Some were crossing the railway. There’s no sight of train.
I tried looking at the direction he’s pointing at.
“That, what?” Again, I asked.
“Can’t you see the hand–?”
I squinted and I can see—
In between people walking to and fro across the railway, there’s this figure stood out grotesquely.
That thing resembled a cojoined two naked human bodies.
One serves as the lower part: it walked, it carried the other body, but the head was unseen. The other body was carried on the shoulder of the first body, but it only consists of hips downwards—it had no head either. It had penis. And this penis kept on sprinkling sperm to people who’re passing by. Both had pale skin that radiated greenish-white and is luminescent in the lightless night.
I turned my head back. We went to meet our other friend not far from there.
The railway route was formed in u-turn shape. Our friend waited for us at this u-turn point. There’s this dim-lighted public toilet. She sat on the stairs of the public toilet.
She is the chairman’s girlfriend. She was also in her usual attire.
She closed her ears with her hands and closed her eyes very closely.
“Let’s go,” one of us said.
She replied, “How can I pass through if there’s that thing?”
The train came. It took u-turn on a very slow speed.
[Next scene involved the girl lying on the railway. Twice her shirt (along with few lumps of her flesh) stuck in between the train wheel. But she got out alright.]