Through the floor, you feel the engine kick into motion again, pulling you forward. You stumble a bit at the acceleration. This car is nearly empty, so it isn't hard to find a spot to sit that still gives you a good window view. The windows show the tunnel walls, illuminated by the lights inside the car. This spot on the route is just barely familiar. Looking longways forward out the window, your body remembers the curvature left, then right, then stop. It even seems like you've seen the scrawl on the seat across from you before. You know where you're going. But you look up at the map on the ceiling, and realize a lot has changed.