posted on Aug, 25 2008 @ 12:17 PM
As we were walking the tracks and checking out the tracks behind the train (we had to see if it had plowed its way through any damaged sections, which
would have been a serious pain) several of us thought we heard weird noises from inside the train. I would have sworn I heard crying, and another guy
thought he heard voices, maybe crying too. Sometimes even these days you get people who train hop, but considering all the dudes with guns running
around it seemed like train hoppers would have been evicted no questions asked. This guy Dick swore up and down that he heard banging and someone
saying "Hello? Hello?" He said it sounded like a kid's voice and he was talking, loudly, about just walking off because this whole deal was
giving him the creeps. But Dick was known as a lazy drunk and so it was easy enough to just assume he was looking for any excuse to not be working on
a hot dark night.
Enough guys were complaining about weird noises coming from the train, though, that Hector went off and had a heated discussion with the conductor and
a couple of the train crew. We all assumed Hector's palms had been greased a bit because he came back smiling, telling us everything was fine
(although the SOB never got within a hundered yards of the train after that) and to just carry on as usual. I think they told him it had unmarked
hazardous chemcials onboard, because he did yell at us, from a safe distance, that we should probably cover our mouths if we stood downwind of the
Hector supposedly told one of my co-workers it was carrying "hazardous vaccines" which means we assume they told him "hazardous chemicals and
vaccines" and he just got it wrong. Hector was a moron.
Meanwhile, one of the dudes from the train had told me that the train was carrying "livestock", specifically lambs, who could sound human enough
when they cried to even freak out the train's crew. When all of us railroad guys compared stories later, I sarcastically remarked "maybe they were
diseased lambs that had just been injected with hazardous vaccines".
About three quarters of the way through the job, I swear to God I heard a faint voice near the boxcars saying "Help me" and so I ran over to see
what was up. Guys get hurt all the time on the job, and so you learn to look out for each other. The voice sounded real young, but a guy who has
just broken his head open after tripping on a track or something can sound odd. I wasn't the only one who heard it, three other guys all went
running toward the boxcars. We didn't see anything, and all of us were accounted for, including Hector, hard at work sitting on his butt waaaaay off
in the distance. If it had been one of the train crew who got hurt, well....we'd all developed a serious dislike for those guys by that point so
they could just handle it themselves. In fact, when we went back to work on the tracks, we saw a couple of them jog over to where we'd been standing
so we just assumed they were doing a headcount.
When we finished up the part of the job we had to do and finally split for the evening, nobody really felt right. We started comparing notes and we
had all heard one or two things that bugged us. Banging here, maybe a voice there, a couple of guys thought they heard crying, nearly everybody had
heard what sounded like chains being moved around.
The more I thought about it later, the more convinced I became that there had been some kind of human cargo on the train.