Chapter 6We jumped through the first entryway on our right. Amazingly, we jumped correctly. That is to say, we were on the platform we needed to be on. Two minutes later, we were on a train headed to City Northeast Nineteen. Actually, we were sitting in a massive metal box, on a seat, with hundreds of other seats on either side, staring through the metal to the landscape beyond. There was another row behind us that faced the opposite way. The seating condition was unnerving, as we were speeding at an impossibly fast rate while staring through the metal, which made it seem like there was no metal there to begin with, so that it felt more like a rollercoaster ride than public transportation.
It was late. We were alone on the train. “To recap,” said Craig, turning my way, “we’ve been on this
