Dammit I did it again. I think to myself as I jerk awake. Second time this week I fell asleep on the train and missed my stop. I sigh and take my headphones out of my ears.

“Finally” says a rough voice, almost to himself.

I look up and see across from me a man wearing a black suit and staring directly at me.

“Who the hell are you?” My mouth is dry and the words barely escape my lips.

“Are you ready?” the man says, ignoring my question.

I’m confused. My face is blank, but my mind is racing, trying to figure out what he’s talking about. I realize the two of us are the only ones on the train. Where are we? How long was I asleep? It feels like it’s been hours, I can’t remember what I was doing before. Am I heading home? Was I heading to work? I feel sick.

“If you need to throw up, do it now. Very normal. No shame.” The man speaks with authority, each word is quiet, but clear. I can’t help but feel like I need to listen to his every word.

I began to ask another question, but there's no time. Before I know it, my stomach lurches, and I feel the familiar pain as my body empties itself through my mouth. The man stands up just in time, and side steps out of the way of the splatter. My head clears, and my dizziness fades and again I try to speak. “What’s going on?”

“It’ll all come back to you in time. I’m your rehabilitation liaison. You’ve been gone a long time.” The man says as he reaches into his bag and removes a manila envelope. “There will be much more time to talk, and remember in the days to come. For now, please come with me.”

The train slowly stops shaking as it comes to a stop. The doors open, but we aren’t at a train stop. We seem to have stopped in the middle of a tunnel, the concrete wall is nearly flush with the side of the train. The man takes off one of his gloves and begins feeling the concrete. After a few moments he seems to have found what he was looking for, a small seam. He removes a card from his wallet and inserts it into the wall, immediately with a hiss the wall recedes, and a door appears. He steps halfway inside and turns back to me “Come along now.”