As if the sudden change in scenery isn't insane enough, there's also the complete wardrobe change he seems to have undergone, all in a matter of a blink of an eye. There's a million questions and concerns swimming in his head, but he can't set any of them straight with the commotion around him and the movement of the train. He feels claustrophobic, caged, but isn't altogether sure if exiting at the next stop is the right plan of action.

He feels strange. Off. He can hear the sound of a single elevated heart rate, pounding in his ears, instead of the beats of everyone in the train car. This fact probably freaks him out more than anything else has. He tries not to think about it, but it's hard not to. None of this is right and it goes beyond just the location shift.