Sam was tugged to the side as the transport rounded another corner. He stared at the blank metal wall, wondering whether he knew the unseen streets he travelled. Could he be passing people he knew, friends even? It was unlikely, given the size of the city, but not impossible.
Another lurch, soon followed by another in the opposite direction. Sam frowned. The transport seemed to be taking a roundabout route. Why didn’t it just get onto one of the main streets and head straight towards the city’s edge?
He pondered that question through a few dozen more turns before the answer came to him. How must the transport look from the outside? It wouldn’t look like any passenger transport he’d ever seen on the streets.
It might look something like a goods transport, but they only travelled
