Boon Koh
3/FEB/2002
English
The Signalman by Charles Dickens
- A diary entry by the signalman
Day 16
It was 2 past midnight on that dreary Thursday. There was a cool breeze entering from the mouth of the tunnel, which makes my work all the easier since it is almost always damp down here. I was going about with my honest work, when, I hear this voice that seemed to come from the direction of the red light. I looked down the track, and lo and behold, there was a man standing there, waving at me, as in warning. He was shouting "Look Out! Look Out!" I ran towards the man, and was just a hair's breadth away, when he disappeared. When I telegraphed both ways, the reply was the same: No danger. I thought it was just my imagination, but it was so real. Then the accident happened 6 hours later, and, wondering about it, thought it was a very strange coincidence. I do not believe that this was a coincidence, but logic tells me that there is no other explanation, unless I deem myself not of sound mind.
3/FEB/2002
English
The Signalman by Charles Dickens
- A diary entry by the signalman
Day 16
It was 2 past midnight on that dreary Thursday. There was a cool breeze entering from the mouth of the tunnel, which makes my work all the easier since it is almost always damp down here. I was going about with my honest work, when, I hear this voice that seemed to come from the direction of the red light. I looked down the track, and lo and behold, there was a man standing there, waving at me, as in warning. He was shouting "Look Out! Look Out!" I ran towards the man, and was just a hair's breadth away, when he disappeared. When I telegraphed both ways, the reply was the same: No danger. I thought it was just my imagination, but it was so real. Then the accident happened 6 hours later, and, wondering about it, thought it was a very strange coincidence. I do not believe that this was a coincidence, but logic tells me that there is no other explanation, unless I deem myself not of sound mind.