[ That strategy serves him well, as he descends into the abyss. There is no light down there. Even the light of his cellphone serves only to illuminate itself, not casting any further visibility into the darkness. His steps down the stairs go further, down deeper yet into the earth. There's no indication of how much further he will need to go, until, eventually, the wall and stairs end. He puts his feet down on solid ground.
There is still no illumination, but the train is visible in the abyss. Like something made of black light. Because it's pitch dark, you maybe didn't notice it before, but when the doors open you can tell there are other people in there, as they block view of the windows on the other side.
The display lets you know this is the Shinjuku line. ]
《 No respect for the stagehands and production staff at all. Only the actors curry favor with you. 》
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There is still no illumination, but the train is visible in the abyss. Like something made of black light. Because it's pitch dark, you maybe didn't notice it before, but when the doors open you can tell there are other people in there, as they block view of the windows on the other side.
The display lets you know this is the Shinjuku line. ]
《 No respect for the stagehands and production staff at all. Only the actors curry favor with you. 》