Panic

When I started to travel to london with work 4/5 years ago, I can remember passing this clock and getting a panic about the time thinking I would miss my train.
On the third time I noticed the sign and I waded against the rush hour throng to read it and it sent shivers down my spine. Slowly the news story returned to me.
As I stood staring at a clock with literally hundreds of people flowing I got that panic of being in a crowd where you have no control and I got a just a small sense of how terrible an experience it must have been.