And this time, I had the uncomfortable feeling that they were looking directly at me.
Chapter 2: The Stranger Who Chose to Approach
I tried to concentrate on the rain outside, but curiosity kept pulling my attention back toward the other end of the station.
The stranger was not doing anything openly threatening. They were simply standing there, watching the waiting area, occasionally looking from one group of passengers to another.
Perhaps they were searching for a family member. Perhaps they had noticed someone they recognized. There were many possible explanations, and none gave me a reason to assume that anything was wrong.
Nevertheless, I became more aware of my surroundings.
I checked that my bag was close to me and glanced toward the ticket counter. A few security staff members were moving through the station, and families were gathered around the seats near the entrance. The room was busy enough that I knew I could ask for assistance if I felt uncomfortable.
