After this man uttered these words, silence fell over the carriage — a heavy, almost palpable silence.
I sat there, staring at my companion, and felt a slow but inexorable irritation growing somewhere deep in my consciousness, intertwined with confusion.
His calmness, cold and unshakable, was irritating. He spoke as if everything he said was not insane ravings, but absolute truth, beyond question.
My mind refused to accept it all. His words echoed in my head, colliding with a desperate desire to reject them. I felt my fingers clenched on my knees trembling slightly — whether from indignation or incomprehension, it was hard to say.
I frowned, forcing myself to breathe evenly, trying to hide the confusion that was rising more and more insistently from within.
No. This was all ridiculous.
What end of the world? How could anyone take such madness seriously?
