Chapter 8By the time we reached the monorail platform, workers whose shifts had ended were already crowding around. Kyer and I kept away from the crowd—we were the youngest people there, and more than a few adults threw cursory glances our way. Students should’ve been home by now, but given that we were within walking distance to the Health Center, it was probably pretty obvious why we were not.
I had read on my console that, before the Colony, traffic had been a huge problem. For people, for tempers, for the environment. Cars and buses would snarl downtown streets at rush hour, and it didn’t help that almost everyone got off from work at the same time. The Colony eliminated traffic altogether with the installation of the monorail—no other form of transportation existed. Trains ran freque
