"Apartments. Little starter places. Still better than the shithole I stayed outta highschool," I said, with a huff of laughter. It was a low bar. "You don't have to stay there. I've been... All over. Lived in a place downtown for a while. And another further midtown. Now I'm up the coast."

I hadn't actually been to the train station since the accident. I'd avoided the trains all together, actually. Even though the accident happened outside the city, there was something about it that just unnerved me. But as we approached it, I was relieved to find that I didn't have the uncontrollable urge to turn tail and run.

At this time of night, there was only one set of doors unlocked. A night attendant barely looked up from his phone as we went inside.