The sparkle of her eyes had dulled just a bit from fatigue their light blue-grey color, however, still shone brightly even within the image cast by the tinted glass. A simple blouse and skirt covered her, along with a jacket for the chill that had settled as of late. Refocusing her eyes, she looked upon the reflection that stared back at her in the glass of the sliding doors. Her back to the rest of the humanity in the car, she looked out at the rapidly passing walls of the tunnel. The people were a mix, as they stood clasping the handles over their heads, or sitting upon the barely cushioned seats.īuried within this sea of bodies, she stood near the doors. Flickering on and off, the sickly light cast by the florescent bulbs above did little to cure the claustrophobic feeling that hung thick in what little air there was. Like little salty fish in a can, people were pressed tightly together within the metallic walls of the train car as it rushed from station to station. 'Crowded' didn't begin to describe the subway at this time of day.