Again in metro

It was nighttime when I tried to sleep. The faint creak of the door announced my sister and her boyfriend entering the room. Ruhan was already asleep, curled up in his little blanket, peaceful and unaware. But me… I felt a surge of frustration, almost anger. That bastard—her boyfriend—made me want to kill him right there.

Before I could think more, the world tilted. Darkness swallowed me, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up… in the metro. Again. This is insane. Absolutely insane.

The metro was crowded as usual, but this time, everyone’s eyes were on me. Suspicious. Curious. Maybe even scared. Their stares were piercing, like they could see through me. My hair was a mess, tangled and clinging to my face, and my eyes were swollen—bruised, like someone had beaten me. But I didn’t remember anything. What had happened? How did I end up here again? What was going on? What was happening to me?

I staggered to my feet, gripping the rail for balance, and slowly made my way out of the train. The cold night air hit me as I stepped onto the platform. The streets outside were dimly lit, the usual chaos and grime surrounding me. I didn’t want to go home, didn’t want to face that nightmare of a room again. But where else could I go?

Every step felt heavy. My mind was clouded with confusion, fragments of memories I couldn’t piece together. My fists ached, my head throbbed, and yet I felt an invisible pull toward the life I was trying to escape from—the slum, my sister, Ruhan, and all the mess in between.

I walked on, the neon lights flickering above me, the distant sounds of traffic and shouts merging into a muffled roar. Every shadow seemed to move, every passerby looked suspicious. My body felt tense, like I was constantly bracing for a fight I didn’t even know I was in.

Home… I didn’t want to go home. But instinctively, I found myself heading there anyway. Something about Ruhan, about responsibility, about survival, kept dragging me back. Even if this world and my memories were breaking me apart, I had to keep moving. Somehow, I had to find out what was happening. Somehow, I had to survive…

I saw a police jeep parked right in front of my home. My heart skipped a beat. What was happening? The moment I stepped closer, I saw my sister crying, her face pale and streaked with tears.

“Run!” The voice of the girl from the food stall whispered sharply in my ear.

“What?” I froze. Before I could react, she grabbed my hand and dragged me into a hidden alley, out of sight.

“You shouldn’t go there… why did you come?” she hissed, her eyes wide with urgency.

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused and tense.

“You don’t remember what you did?” she said, her voice trembling.

“What I did?” Panic clawed at my chest.

“Omg… listen. You have to be careful. You need to leave this city, hide from the police… right now.”

“Why? What happened?” I asked, my voice shaking.

Her eyes darted around before she whispered, “The guy… your sister’s boyfriend… he’s dead. And your sister told the police that you killed him… in front of her.”

The world around me shattered. My mind went blank. Blood? Death? What? My hands felt heavy, sticky… or was that just my imagination? I couldn’t remember a thing. Nothing. The last night… it was all gone. All I knew was that I had woken up this morning at the metro station, confused, bruised, and… alone.

I stumbled back against the wall, my chest heaving. “I… I don’t remember anything. How… what…?”

The girl looked at me with a mixture of fear and pity. “Just… trust me. You have to leave. Now. Before the police find you. You don’t even know what’s coming… but it’s bad.”

Everything felt unreal. My memories, my world, my control… gone. All I could do was follow her, somewhere hidden, hoping against hope that I could survive the storm that had just begun.

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