![]() ![]() “What happens if there’s an earthquake while we’re down here?” “I haven’t ever been stuck inside the tube itself.” “ Can they even do that here?”Įsperanza sighed while putting her glasses back on. “They’ll do that … that thing they do where they just redirect us around a train.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Well, we can’t be stuck here forever,” he replied. “This is where we’ll be stuck for all eternity.” She removed her thick-framed glasses and began to rub her eyes. His best friend’s head was thrown back over the seat in frustration. Moss could hear the tinny sound of Janelle Monáe as he removed his own earbud. He looked over at Esperanza, who had taken her half of the headphones out from her left ear. “We’re never going to get off this train, I swear.” The train now sat motionless, caught between the Embarcadero station and West Oakland, where both of them were bound. Moss had leaned his bike up against the side of the car and scrambled to claim the spot next to Esperanza. ![]() They’d been lucky to find an empty set of seats near one of the doors. The train was crowded, plenty of people eager to get back home at the end of the weekend. ![]() Moss had boarded the train in San Francisco that afternoon expecting nothing out of the ordinary, just a normal ride home with his best friend, Esperanza. Lots of them, scattered south of the station in the parking lot, and he couldn’t help himself. Blue and red, flashing in a regular pattern. ![]()
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