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I must read the name of the station I thought, that thou mayest know where you are. I look at
the wall located on my right, and mark halfway up two plates bearing what seems to be the
name of this station. I thought, why go to the station where I was down. But when I started
reading the plates, they appeared to me unclear.
Ah yes, I said, adjust your glasses.
This is another strange fact, since my view is not only good from afar, but I noticed that since
my arrival, it was perfect. My glasses I can just see better up close. Gold plaques bearing the
name of the channel remain unclear. And here I must confess that I started to worry.
Where am I said I again?
But how have I done to get here?
In the end, I sent the person in front of me.
Excuse me, I am lost and do not know how I got here. But by reading the plates, the latter
seem to me unclear. Can you inform me please?
The person looked at me without saying anything. His attitude surprises me. So without losing
my cool or my composure, I turn to another person to obtain an initial response. Ditto, also
did not answer. What does that mean, I thought?
As I turned to my right, I noticed as isolated, a lady with graying hair.
Excuse me madam, I do not know where I am, and identifying signs seem to me unclear.
Could you inform me please?
Seeing me, she had recoiled. His face looked at least it seems, is the surprise or fear. Without
answering, she turned back, and left towards the exit. Without understanding his behavior
towards me, I followed him in repeating my question, I was eager to have an answer. I wiped
another silence.
I must know I said again. Continuing my way in the same direction, I found myself in what
seems to be a rest area, kind of waiting room. There before me was a row of tables, around
which there were people. The tables were empty, no glass bottles or not there. I decided to
address the first persons to me. Seated at a round table, I asked my ritual question to a young
Asian couple. I wiped another silence, when I noticed five meters away, a group of three or
four men, arguing cheerfully. They were informed as more strongly than anything else. While
my anxiety progressed, one of them noticed my distress and gave me this answer:
You should look for the channel 13.
Without even thinking, after thanking him, I rushed into the lobby to read the sign bearing the
inscription denoting the direction of the channel 13. The problem is that I have not seen any.
There was nothing. What direction to take, where will I find this famous track. So I took a
direction at random and found myself following a corridor leading to a wharf located in the
basement. I was ten yards from the pier when I saw a train that was leaving.
Too late I said, I missed it!
It is not surprising, I would take a train to an unknown direction, especially since I did not
know if it was the right platform. I was already lost, I was going to lose more when I heard a
voice say:
Anyway it was already full.
Why anyway? Was this a way to warn me that this was not the right train or track?
I returned to my feet, determined to understand, when another voice told me that I had to go
to the police station to have more information. I decided to go in search of the police station.
The finding, I do not know yet how I went and got directed to an officer sitting behind a table.
Hello Sir, I have a serious problem. I do not know where I am or how I got here. I took the
subway to work as usual, when suddenly, without knowing how or why I found myself here.
Could you help me please?
Show me your papers and your ticket.
I did so, handed him my papers and my orange card.