passer-by was more like a scream of panic than a real animal sound.

But god damn it, why is he in MY daydream? That asshole better not be still alive.

He enters the Subway, the sounds of crying are louder here but he still can’t make out where they are from. Two girls work behind the counter, two girls he recognises.

Sarah with dark black curly hair and Julie, a blonde. There is a queue of about 6 people ahead of him and as he enters, the girls nudge and whisper to each other very obviously while giggling.

They have a system running smoothly as Sarah loads the bread rolls with a customer’s selection of ingredients and Julie takes payment.