Echoed Footsteps (part 2)

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All Sam could see was the back of the man's tweed coat with the collar turned up, and the man was pulling his gray hat down, almost covering his eyes......
   "Must be in a big hurry," Sam mumbled to himself then he sat back on the seat waiting for the train to stop. When Sam got off of the train, he expected to see Uncle Henry waiting for him, but the station was quiet and completely empty. He looked at the big clock on the wall; the hands had stopped at 2 o'clock.
   Sam looked around slowly. Where were all the people? The station should have been filled with them, and there should have been a lot of noise, but it was so quiet that he could hear himself breathing. He was getting a little scared, so lhje said, in what he hoped was in a confident voice, just in case someone was listenling, "I might as well wait for lUncle Henry outside, he will be looking for me."
   His footsteps echoed on the smooth tile floor. He heard them bouncing across it and onto the walls, echoing throughout the station. When he reached the door, he looked back to see if anyone else got off of the train. No one had. He started to push the door open when he saw someone dash through a 'BAGGAGE ROOM' door.
   Sam's fce turned white, and he swallowed real hard. He rushed out the dooor hoping to see his uncle, but stopped. The air was completely still and the day had turned into night. Only a faint glow of the moon kept it from being pitch black. Not a person or a car was on the street; everything was silent.
   "Oh no," he whispered. "I slept to long and missed my stop. Dad will never let me go anywhere again.
   As Sam looked at the sign over his head, a cold fear crept over him. The sign said, Central Station, New York City, New York. He hadn't missed his stop, but something was wrong.
   Sam felt the tears forming in his eyes, but told himself that he wouldn't cry. "I'll just get back on the train, the conductor will help me." He opened the door, looked into the station and gasped. The lights went off and was darker inside then it was outside. He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and very quietly said, "The only thing left to do is to call Uncle Henry."
   He felt in his pocket, found the paper with the phone number on it, and some change. The phones were on the corner. He walked over to them. When he dialed, the phone went dead. He couldn't get a dial tone and his coins kept falling into the change-return slot.
    "Must be broke," He whispered. "I'll try another one." But every phone that he tried was silent. As he started to hang up the last phone, he glanced up just in time to see the man in the tweed coat dashing into an alley.
   Sam began to panic. "Please," he cried into the silent phone, "Somebody help me!"
   But no could hear him. He looked at the paper with the phone number written on it; the number started to faded. He rubbed his hand through his hair and wiped his eyes with his shirt sleeve. He couldn't figure out what was happening. Then he remembered that his mother had said that Uncle Henry's office building was just south of the train station, and that it was so big it couldn't be missed in a snowstrorm. He started running in that direction.
   As Sam ran, the moon came out from behind the clouds, throwing a small moonbeam on the sidewalk. He started to feel better and slowed down to a walk. He looked at all the buildings but couldn't find Uncle Henry's. After the third block he decided to cross the street, hoping to have better luck. Sam looked up and down the street, (out of habit, and secretly hoping a car would come by), then he walked across the road. Just as he lifted his foot to step up on the curb, the curb disappeared. Sand had taken the its place. The moon became bright as day and lit up the sand. Sam could see for miles. When he turned around to look at the city, it had vanished and he was in the desert. In the distance he saw the man in the tweed coat hurriedly walking towards him. Sam dropped his suitcase and started to run away from the man. Nothing was making sense--why was this man following him? Who was he and what happened to the city and all the people?
   As Sam looked over his shoulder he saw that the man was running towards him now. Sam ran faster and faster. He looked behind him again, the man was just inches away from him. When the man reached out to grab Sam, Sam fell and everything went black.
    "Hey sonny, wake up. This is where you get off." It was the conductor. He was shaking Sam's arm.
    Sam opened his eyes. "Just a dream," he said with a sigh of relief.
   As he looked out the window, he saw Uncle Henrysmiling and waving. And behind him stood a man in a twed coat, with a gray hat pulled down close to his eyes so no one could see his face.

                    The End