This afternoon, my fast train for Budapest was a quarter hour late, so Ireserved a place on the IC following it. Which was also late, so no time won... what's more, we had an unscheduled halt at a station, and waited 40 minutes: single-track emergency traffic ahead.

Going on the wrong track, I saw the reason: at our next scheduled stop, there was the fast train I didtched, and under its last car, a black bag covering both sides of the rail.

English talks of suicide victims, but I am thinking of those jumping ahead of trains as suicide culprits. I grumbled to myself. But this may have been an accident.

At home, I read that the driver of that fast train only noticed the corpse, s/he must have been ran over by the preceding freight train.

_{*Lunatic*, n.
One whose delusions are out of fashion.}