It leans toward him and produces a trill-buzz that sounds a tiny bit like "Tyler". Then a sort of whirring click, and it wraps a ribbon loosely around his wrist.

"… I think I might just call you Click."

It chirps, then buzzes and wraps several ribbons around one of the poles as there is a sudden feeling of weightlessness. A large grey disk passes very quickly from above the window to below it, followed by shiny metallic blurs.

Tyler also grabs one of the poles, then tries to get a look out the window at the disk.

From so far below, it actually looks like the moon, light gray and glowing and cratered.

Some bright green lights zoom past the window, and then the car is enveloped in a cloud.

It would be inconvenient if they crashed.

It looks like they might be about to do just that. The car leaves the cloud and zooms past more green lights, and helicopters, and a tower topped with a blinking red light, past houses and cars and the surface of the ground, and darkness.

They don't seem to be impacting the ground, just passing through it. There's a push downward, and then the car is stopped. The ground shakes, and the windows look out onto a fairly normal subway entrance. The car is abruptly full of fruit flies.

Well Tyler is a little frazzled. Little bit. A water shield did in fact spring up around him partway through as he really hoped he could survive the crash and decided to try to make that more likely.

Fortunately unnecessary, and now he's just – a little frazzled.

Does the subway entrance look like the one he came in or are there some differences?

The doors ding and open, and the flies all swarm out. There are a few bored-looking humans standing around in the waiting area. Most of them look up and start heading over.

The subway station floor is tiled in red and orange bricks, laid out in zigzagging stripes. The benches are cheap wood with black plastic cushions. It's similarly laid out to the entrance he came in by, but could not be mistaken for the same one.

He moves to the doors. "Hello?" he tries, in English.

"Hey," says one of the people entering the car, "What's up? How is it?"

"… Do you know where I am, by any chance? I'm a bit lost."

"Sure, you're in the subway station at Third and Main, across from the Convention Center, next to the East Mall and Big Rico's. Oh! Um, it's 2013." She goes to sit by the window.

"Are you used to this subway? This is suspiciously like but not actually where I started off, and it's also not when I started off."

"No, the subways're new. I think with mass transit like this, you're supposed to usually wind up somewhere else unless you go through the whole route? Hopefully it'll help cut down traffic though!"

"… Is a time-traveling subway that goes through a dark void a sort of common occurrence around here? Because that's what this subway seems to be."

"No, we've never had a subway before, usually you only get subways in really big cities. And time-travel was only recently decriminalized, maybe that's how they built the stations so quickly?"

"… Right."

He thinks he's going to get off the subway at least briefly here. Does stack thing – Click – want to follow him?

It leans curiously at some of the other people entering the subway, but follows him out the door. It gets a few odd looks, but nobody says anything.

Nobody comments on the water either? Or the pieces of rock? … Polite of them.

Most of them seem to have genuinely not noticed, focusing on the subway. A few people seem to be deliberately averting their eyes, and a teen in a purple shirt catches sight of his water and Click and changes paths to walk toward the car along the far side of the room.

Tide is rather confused about all the people just walking onto the subway so nonchalantly.

Does anybody look inclined to talk to him were he to try to ask them for information?

Everybody is on the subway; there weren't many people to begin with. The person he talked to earlier waves to him from her spot by the window as the doors close.

… Oops.

Well he hopes it returns at some point if he needs it but right now he's not desperate enough to try breaking in or anything, especially seeing as he's in some place that is at least recognizably Earth.

He goes towards the entrance to the subway station.

At the entrance, there is a short flight of stairs leading to a door, opening onto the sidewalk at a somewhat busy intersection. The air is warm and dry. There is a lot covered in rubble and wood across the street to his left, a large building with a sign saying "Downtown Convention Center" across the street to his right, and a few shops across both streets in front of him.