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Ever get the feeling you're being followed?

Check behind you, nothing there. Just want to get home to somewhere safe.

But home is too far away.

You stop.

No need to panic.

A sense of normality returns.

Still not a nice night to be out alone, but then maybe you're not alone after

all. And so the paranoia starts all over again.

Why does your mind like playing these games?

Could it be because your mind...

It's twisted.

This isn't funny, you know.

Oh, I'm sorry. Are you alright?

You scared me.

I was wondering what time the next train is.

Not till morning.

You're either too early or too late.

Oh, um, then could I wait inside?

Nah, it's against the rules.

There's lots of vandals.

Well, if there's vandals, it must be dangerous around here.

Must be.

It's cold.

Please, could I wait inside?

I've got a heater.

Thanks.

You open late?

You're not open.

There's tea or coffee.

I could put the kettle on.

Don't go to any trouble.

No, no trouble.

I was going to have one anyway.

Oh, coffee then.

Black, no sugar, thanks.

Have you been in the rain?

Just putting the garbage out.

Coffee good?

Yeah, thanks.

Yours?

Herbal tea.

Caffeine.

Makes me nervy.

How come you're out so late?

I'm on my way home from work.

What do you do?

Oh, work.

I program computers.

I mean, I train people to use them.

My name's Ben.

Short for Benjamin.

Yeah, I know.

What's your name?

Cassie. Cassie?

Yeah, that's short for Cassandra.

It's a nice name.

Is it?

I mean, yes, thank you.

What day is it?

It's Wednesday night.

Days blend together, don't they?

Your job's probably more interesting.

You probably don't get that.

But here it's all like the same day.

Oh, no, I can relate to that.

Staring out the window.

People passing.

Nameless, familiar faces.

They never stop to talk.

They abuse me if the train's late.

But that's not your fault.

It is to them.

They treat me like I'm an inconvenience.

I don't care if they hurt my feelings.

Have you read it?

What? The paper.

Only buy it for the cartoons.

What do you think that means?

Criminally insane.

They say that if you come across a psychopath that you should do your best

to make them realise that you're a human being too, just like them.

and then you'd have a better chance of surviving.

Really? Yeah, that's what they say.

Do you have a family?

No. I do.

I've got a husband and a baby daughter.

They care about me a lot.

They'd be devastated if anything happened to me.

See?

My wedding ring.

It's okay.

Just a blackout.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I have a pathological fear of the dark.

Pathological?

It's usually control with medication, but I missed it today.

Don't worry. I'm all right You're not a drug addict are you I get a lot of drug

addicts here I don't really tolerate that sort of behavior. I'm not a drug

addict then what's the medication I can survive without it

Dark's nothing to be scared of

Don't you have anything you're afraid of?

Sometimes I sit here and I feel like the walls are closing in on me.

But when I look up, the walls aren't moving at all.

Then I feel them closing in on me again.

You don't actually believe that the walls are going to crush you one day?

If the walls moved, the roof would cave in. And I'd be crushed.

Well, they look pretty solid to me.

Never judge a book by its cover.

It's cliche, but it's true.

Won't your husband be worried about where you are?

You can find him.

Maybe he can pick you up.

He's away for the week on business.

Well, what about your baby? She's with my mother. Then you want to phone her.

I told her I might be late.

Well, you didn't know there weren't going to be any trains. I told her I was

working late, and she'd be asleep by now. I don't want to wake her.

Besides, I'm safe here with you, aren't I?

What do you reckon?

Want another cup?

Might be a while before the electricity comes back on.

Where's the toilet?

Ah, downstairs.

Downstairs.

Thought you might need this.

Oh, thanks.

Your coffee's ready.

Hope the water's hot enough.

Thanks.

What was that noise?

Vandals.

Chase them away.

Oh. They're gone now.

Coffee's on the table.

Where were they, the vandals?

Outside.

Kids, you know. How many?

Three. I think there were three. Might have been more.

What do you keep in the lockers?

Clothing.

Storage for railway clothing.

The shoes, they belong to Nolene.

She works here.

With you?

No. She does morning shift. I do afternoons.

We share the lockers. There's a lot of them.

Are they all full of clothes?

No, there's also maintenance, safety jackets for the line workers.

Can I have a look?

They're fluorescent.

Pretty boring.

Show me one.

Me? Yeah.

Which one?

Anyone you like.

It's not the right.

I'm here.

I didn't expect the door to swing open like that.

It gave me fright.

What did you think was in the lockers?

Oh, nothing. Don't worry.

Those newspaper headlines and the storm have been a bit jumpy.

You thought I was an escaped lunatic.

Seriously.

Well, I didn't know what to think.

You never know these days.

I've never been caught for anything.

How's the coffee?

It's good.

I thought coffee made you jumpy.

It does.

It's getting late.

Really.

You need something to keep me awake.

To make sure you don't miss your train.

Do you live alone?

Yes.

Far away?

About 20 minutes by car. Why?

You seem lonely.

Just out of interest, what would you have done if I was a psychopath?

Pardon? The locker.

If I had turned out to be an escaped nutcase, what would you have done?

I would have screamed.

What good's that going to do you? We're underground.

Well, then I would have kicked you in the balls.

But I would have already thought of that, so I would have been ready for

you.

It was just a question.

I mean, I was wondering because you were thinking that.

And I wanted to know what you would have done.

I would have begged you for my life.

Forgetting to wind it.

Everything else on my mind.

What would you have done if you were in my shoes?

I would have telephoned the police.

Getting light outside soon.

Morning, mate. You're up early.

Live to work, work to live.

We were wondering if you've seen this person.

Her name's Cassandra Blake.

She escaped from a mental institution late yesterday and we think she's still

in the area.

What did she do?

She murdered her husband and young child.

Poisoned him, then chopped him up, put him in the fridge.

Cold-blooded.

No motive.

A woman was found dead early this morning in an office block. Throat had

been slit.

and her clothes stolen, with reason to believe Cassandra may have been

involved. If you see anyone matching her description, give us a call on this

number.

Thanks, mate.

Why didn't you tell them?

Don't worry.

I won't let them find you here.

Good morning.

Turn to the city.

3.20, thanks.

Is there a return or one-way?

One-way ticket?

No worries.