So I'm waiting on the uptown B/D platform at West 4th, and there's this 50ish year old white woman in pink, with a backpack, sobbing hysterically pacing up the platform. It seemed out of place and a bit eerie, but I thought maybe she was just having a bad day.
I began to follow her a bit, keeping distance, just in case, as I sensed there could be a bigger problem, and then I heard her say to herself "I don't want to live anymore."
... yeah, so, upon hearing that, I bolted up the stairs to the station agent, alerting her that there's a possible suicide attempt on the uptown B/D platform, and gave a description of the woman. She notified the transit police, and I ran back down to look for the woman, who at that point was now gone...
I asked a few people, and they seemingly didn't know where she went, or didn't bother to take notice, and then a minute or so later, two TA cops, and another MTA employee were pacing the platform looking for her.
I guess perhaps my bolt up the stairs spooked her...
I began to follow her a bit, keeping distance, just in case, as I sensed there could be a bigger problem, and then I heard her say to herself "I don't want to live anymore."
... yeah, so, upon hearing that, I bolted up the stairs to the station agent, alerting her that there's a possible suicide attempt on the uptown B/D platform, and gave a description of the woman. She notified the transit police, and I ran back down to look for the woman, who at that point was now gone...
I asked a few people, and they seemingly didn't know where she went, or didn't bother to take notice, and then a minute or so later, two TA cops, and another MTA employee were pacing the platform looking for her.
I guess perhaps my bolt up the stairs spooked her...
