And then the wheels of the train creaked as the train suddenly slowed. No problem at all, a common occurrence. The motorman had been chugging at high speeds, and it was normal for the train to start coasting. This way they’d simply glide into the 125th Street station. Totally normal. Then the squeal of the train’s brakes as they came to a full stop. Apollo looked out the car’s windows but couldn’t see anything out there in the dark. A squawk played over the car’s speakers, just a stab of feedback. The speakers went silent again. And a moment after that, the lights in all the cars of the A
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