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Fly-by Shoot The train wagon is dense with motion, bodies packed tight, shifting in sync with the pulsing bass. Neon strips run along the ceiling, flickering in alternating pink and cyan, casting sharp reflections over metallic walls. The air is thick with haze, diffusing the light into a soft glow that clings to the crowd. Cybernetic implants glint beneath damp skin, some flashing with synced data streams. The floor hums faintly, vibrating with each bass drop. The walls are lined with sleek, dark metal, interrupted by glowing interface panels displaying shifting holographic symbols. The occasional burst of mist vents from hidden seams in the walls, catching the neon glow before dissolving into the heat of the moving crowd. The overhead handrails are polished steel, reflecting the shifting lights, some passengers gripping them loosely as they move with the rhythm. The space is alive with sound, motion, and color, a constant flow of energy locked in the train’s relentless forward momentum. cyberp@unk