She said, this is the train announcement: "It is our last train. Kindly, make sure that your final destination is listed". He was looking at the list of destination on the little piece of paper that he was holding. None of the names were written in English. He looked around, everything was written in English. He approached few people around him, to see if they had the same list. It seemed that, no one was replying. There was a lot of noise around him. A noise of people speaking. However, everyone around him seemed to mind their own business. No one was talking. But, the noise was there.
While nothing was making sense. He realized that he is now inside the train. The door was closed and the train started moving. He thought that he was hallucinating. How was time fast-forwarded to the moment that he is on that train? He noticed the door that the train was going to enter a door that has random numbers written inside. It was like if they were moving into a code of another dimension. He looked around and it was even weirder that he was in the middle of the train. How did he see the path of the train then? He finally said to himself in attempt to calm himself down that, this must be a hallucination. But, in his mind there was the reality that he could not articulate in words. That he was moving from his world to a digital world, and the train carried everyone inside.
Ela disse: "Este é o anúncio do trem: 'Este é o nosso último trem. Por favor, certifique-se de que seu destino final esteja listado.'" Ele olhava para a lista de destinos no pequeno pedaço de papel que segurava. Nenhum dos nomes estava escrito em inglês. Olhou em volta e tudo estava escrito em inglês. Abordou algumas pessoas ao redor para ver se tinham a mesma lista. Parecia que ninguém respondia. Havia muito barulho ao seu redor, um murmúrio de pessoas conversando. No entanto, todos ao seu redor pareciam estar cuidando da própria vida. Ninguém falava. Mas o barulho continuava.
Enquanto nada fazia sentido, ele percebeu que estava dentro do trem. A porta se fechou e o trem começou a se mover. Pensou que estava alucinando. Como o tempo havia acelerado a ponto de ele estar naquele trem? Notou que a porta por onde o trem entraria tinha números aleatórios escritos dentro. Era como se estivessem entrando em um código de outra dimensão. Olhou em volta e era ainda mais estranho estar no meio do trem. Como ele viu o trajeto do trem, então? Ele finalmente disse para si mesmo, tentando se acalmar, que aquilo devia ser uma alucinação. Mas, em sua mente, havia uma realidade que ele não conseguia articular em palavras: ele estava se movendo de seu mundo para um mundo digital, e o trem levava todos consigo.
