"Man, that was some ride," said Fade, stretching as they stepped off the train. The night air was brisk in the winter, and they shivered slightly, as much from shock as from the cold; the interior of the train itself had been very warm. It was tempting to phase themselves out, but there was that pesky issue of clothes. "I didn't know trains ran this late."
"There's a lot of people who want to get home for New Year's," said Morpheus, following them out. "Some of them don't have the time until late, though."
Threnody hopped off next, taking in the platform. "Then what about the people running the train?" he said, indicating the building.