Shadow Commute to A Parallel World

September Six Word Photo Story Challenge: “Shadows”

Awaiting the thirteen o'clock shadow express.

Have you ever wondered where your shadow goes when it's not attached to your feet?

For example, every morning on my commute to work, I notice that the long shadow I throw in the bright Tokyo sunshine disappears as soon as I enter the fluorescent-lit train station.

Yet it re-appears at the end of my journey, when I emerge from the labyrinthian metro system in central Tokyo.

How does my shadow keep up with me?

I’ve long suspected some sort of parallel train service, a la Platform 9 3/4 for the Hogwarts express, or Mobil Avenue Station, which leads to the heart of The Matrix or, perhaps just as bad, The Upside Down (as seen in Stranger Things).

From time to time I think I catch sight of this parallel world out of the peripery of my vision, but when I turn to look more closely it always disappears.

Until the other day when, standing on the platform at Shibuya Station, I had my wits and reflexes about me and managed to catch this image of two shadows waiting for their train parallel to our fluorescent lit, shadowless platform.

Where is the gate? How much are the tickets? What do shadows use for money? As with all great discoveries, I find I am left with more questions than I had before I confirmed the existence of this parallel world.

Has anyone else spotted where their shadows go when left on their own?

You can read the parts two and three of what has turned into a trilogy here:

Part Two

Part Three

Thank you, Mary Chang Story Writer, for the September prompt of Shadows.