Blue lightning crackled on the track as the train pulled silently away from the station. Less than three seconds later it was a blur in the distance, barely visible through the nicotine-stained plexiglass of the platform. The air was hot and still in the underground- stagnant. Red grit crunched under his feet as he turned his battered workers boots
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