[ WP ] Write a story that seems like a cliffhanger untill you reread the first line .

A warm winter coat made Devon's usual commute much more comfortable than usual, and he leaned back in his seat. His iPod was set to shuffle the entire library, and the people were all like him, keeping to themselves and enjoying ( or appearing to ) their ride on the train. 
 
 He looked at the old guy sitting across from him, just as the old guy started singing. The guy was ancient, but he had the voice of someone decades younger, and he was singing beautifully in Italian. Devon knew he'd have to tell his girlfriend about that later. 
 
 Devon looked around, further enjoying the ride. The old guy finished singing, and then all of a sudden there was just silence. Even the train seemed muted as a sense of growing dread filled Devon's chest. The tension built and he could almost hear it, a set of tones rising in pitch and volume. 
 
 He looked around the car to see if he could figure out what changed. Maybe one of the other passengers was doing something or looking at something. 
 
 They were gone. The car was empty. 
 
 Devon stood up as the lights started to flicker. First a blink, then two. Then the lights were off for as long as they were on. 
 
 `` Hello?'' Devon called. Nothing answered. Then the lights turned off for an interminable ten seconds, and a hissing gurgling laughter mocked him from the darkness. 
 
 Shapes moved in the shadows, indescribable. Devon began to sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. 
 
 The things in the shadows were crawling over each other, skittering, the mass of them moving toward him, the shadow seeming to engulf everything: seats, poles, floor and ceiling and walls. The shapes melted together into one formless beast with a gaping maw that opened to consume Devon just as the lights turned on. 
 
 The light banished the shadow creature, but all the other passengers were still gone. 
 
 What was happening? 
 
 Devon started looking for an emergency brake or something that he could use to stop the train and get out. There was nothing, no brake, no signs. 
 
 The lights flickered again, and he looked around in a panic. They were back on, except for the car at the end of the train. 
 
 Glowing eyes contemplated him from the car. When the lights came back on, however, nothing was there. 
 
 The lights in the next car turned off. Now, backlit by the lights behind, he could make out the shape of the body the eyes belonged to. An extended neck tilted the head to the side, as one elongated arm scratched the things head. The legs were uneven, and the thing limped, dragging the longer leg behind until it was even with the short leg. Then it would lurch forward. Ssssssss thump! Sssssss thump! 
 
 It approached the edge of the shadow, and Devon thought it would surely be defeated, just like the shadow had been. For a second it seemed like it was. 
 
 Then the light died in the next car. Thump! Sssssss thump! The light returned to the car as the monster left it. 
 
 Devon ran to the end of the train, trying to get out, through the door, something. He'd jump from the train to get from whatever that was, as long as he could escape. 
 
 The doors denied his attempts to pry them open. He beat his hands bloody against the glass, but it would n't shatter. 
 
 Running away just meant he had longer to contemplate his fate as the thing limped toward him. He could tell it grinned when it determined he had no place to go. A dark black tongue licked its lips and hideously large teeth. 
 
 The thing was in the same car as him now, and the lights went out. Devon screamed as the thing started to limp toward him, a hungry smile on its inhuman face. 
 
 It opened its mouth and bent down as he felt the door give way behind him.
