I stepped onto a packed train. I made a “banzai” position by raising my hands at the height of my shoulder so that people didn't take me for a molester. It was exactly like the “hold up” position. The train was air-conditioned, but it was not cool enough. I was sweating a lot. I had seen a newspaper vertically folded in front of me for a while. I couldn't believe that there was a man who wanted to read a newspaper in such a crowded train. I clicked my tongue, then the man shifted the newspaper aside to look at me. So, my eyes met his.
The man, while staring at me, opened his eyes widely. His irises moved slowly to the right until his eyes were rolled back in his head. A few seconds later, I saw his irises come back, but on the left side of his eyes. While I was wondering what had happened, he repeated it again, but in the vertical version. My sweat stopped pouring immediately.