Rattle! Rattle—!
The carriage rattled as a low, dying hum crawled through the metal walls, vibrating beneath the seats like something breathing under the floor. The lights flickered once… twice… then steadied into a sickly yellow glow that made every face look hollow.
I held onto the metal pole next to me, taking in my surroundings cautiously.
'This is a subway, right?'
No matter how I looked at it, this was a subway. From the moving darkness behind the windows to the advertisements plastered along the curved walls, there was no doubt about it in my mind.
But how was this possible?
I was just standing in the middle of the arena. How did I suddenly get transported into this subway?
'...Is this part of the trial?'
This felt like the most likely explanation. It was also for this reason that my mind sharpened as I continued to observe my surroundings. I took a look at the advertisements, the station map above the door, and the seats.
Details.
