"God," Austin looks at me. "Could things get any worse?" He begins to untie his boots. One of the men stretches out his hand to receive them. But Austin pulls them back at the last moment. "Where do we go?" "Just follow the light." The man grabs for the boots. He wrenches them out of Austin's hands. They continue down the tunnel. Their voices recede into echoes as they disappear into the darkness. I look ahead. There's still a light in the tunnel. "I had to pay for that information?" Austin asks. The lights behind us are dying and the light before us is weak and dim. We have no choice but to start down the tunnel again. As the light grows, a subway car floats towards us from out of the darkness. It's still on its track, just like the day it stopped. Light fills its interior. I see peop

