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DOOMWATCHTHE PLASTIC RAIN

Written by Grant Foxon and Scott Burditt

Prologue

The tube station was packed at Birmingham. Mostly gangs of students in woollen hats and T-Shirts featuring The Rolling Stones in reflective materials. Arun Jones an uptight banker looked at them with distain and disgust. He wondered to himself “ How many Rolling Stones albums could they really name? Could they even name any of the line-ups?”.

The train pulled into Birmingham a mere three minutes late but it waspacked. Arun’s heartbeat rose as he suddenly noticed an aged television actorsquashed in his seat, trying to read a newspaper. Arun wanted to say hello to him,a grin all over his face spreading uncontrollably, but what with the train as overcrowded as it was, it just wasn’t the right time to start a conversation with achildhood hero. He would probably make a fool of himself anyway. What is itthey say? You should never meet your hero as you will always be disappointed.

With all the people on board, squashed together cruelly like battery farmchickens, the train set off. It wasn’t long though, before people had begun tonotice something strange was happening. A curious dripping sound was becoming more prominent. Arun looked around the carriage and could not believe what he was seeing. The plastics on the walls and the safety andpromotional pictures for rail saving tickets were…dissolving? Maybe one of theteenagers had sprayed acid on them or acetone. It certainly wasn’t that hotenough on the train to melt plastic!

Arun coughed. He immediately dismissed such thoughts as pointless andirrational but they still lingered. Anyway, it wasn’t his problem, he would just try to move to another seat. He was keeping an eye on the stations when he noticedthe train missing all of its stops and firing straight past every station. This was wierd. What the hell was going on? It wasn’t apparent at first, but chairs suddenly began to look distorted as they melted. He had to blink twice to take it in. Panicspread along the train in the next carriage a lot of loud exclamations could beheard.

The lights then went out briefly as people screamed and swore, banging onthe door to the driver’s cabin. “What the hell is going on?” he said suddenly feeling the fear.

The youths in the Rolling Stones T-shirts were now pathetically crying asthey had been beaten to the floor by a stampede of passengers. A woman holding

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her baby had dropped her son in the blind panic. She screamed as its youngfragile body had been crushed to death in the rush of passengers making towardsthe doors. Some of the passengers fainted as the train began to rock from side as whole sections of the carriages began to melt away. A cold sweat dripped down Arun’s back.

People were being crushed as they banged on the drivers door. The door began to buckle under the force. The driver sat silently. Panic stricken, literally frozen in his seat in disbelief as the controls that stopped the train melted in hishands. The noise from the passengers was deafening and he was afraid to leavehis seat, stricken in terror as he passed one red light, then another, thenanother…

One youth terrified for his life produced a knife and lashed out at nearby peopleto get them to move away from the doors. He lashed out at an elderly lady andsliced an artery in her arm. Blood flowed as her body fell to the floor but DarrenJenkins was getting off this train no matter who stood in his way. Soon the floorof the train was soaked in the old ladies blood. This caused even more panic andfear from the nearby passengers as they backed away from Darren. Darrenflashed the blade as a warning and then tried to open the door with his barehands as the nearby control box was now smashed, but inoperative. The buttonhad melted and jammed. All the time the train appeared to be speeding up.

The door protecting the driver finally caved in. The driver sat still, not evendaring to turnaround Then, the angry and terrified mob panic stricken started to

smash the windows with their bare hands to get out, screaming in terror at thesight they now saw approaching the out of control train.

Suddenly, the train that was ahead of his came closer and closer. In what feltlike slow motion the two trains smashed into each other and the last carriage of the train in front buckled and slipped off the tracks and down the embankment. With it, the two trains fell in unison sending the passengers who had no safety protection out of windows and onto the ceiling of the train as it tumbled down theembankment flinging them all to their deaths. Four hundred people lay dead in aheap of twisted metal and dripping plastic.

To be continued…