It was a place of anonymity and invisibility. The perfect spot to disappear while standing still. Who would see you go? Only someone watching. Who watches a place like this?
I stand silent.
It was the last place I wanted to be. Standing here. Waiting here. No sound breeches my frozen lips. I'm lost. Bereft. A solitary figure.
I stand waiting.
I don't check my phone's clock for the time. I know the time. The time has passed.
The transporter's buzz caresses my skin as I beam away.
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