It was during Christmas Eve 1997 and I was just got out from St. Patrick’s Cathedral, which is located at 5th Ave, between 50th and 51st St., after attending a seven o’clock Christmas Eve’s mass in there. Then I started walking for a few blocks to the Fifth Ave. subway station to take the E or F train to get home. Next, I took the first available train that arrived, which was the F train; not knowing that something bizarre was going to happen to me in that train.

There were not that many passengers in that particular car that I was in, there were only about six to eight commuters including myself. I could tell from the heavy shopping bags, which they were carrying that they were mostly last-minute Christmas shoppers. I assumed that most Ne

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