Meanwhile, a coffee cup was smashed heavily onto the floor in the monitoring room of the station in Los Angeles.
Coffee spilled all over the floor.
The cup was shattered into pieces.
All the station staff knelt at the door, trembling with fear.
They peeked sideways at the bloodstains on the floor from time to time.
It had been left there since the daytime.
At the thought of Barret Lee, who was dragged out of the hyperloop station like a bleeding dog half an hour after he asked the young man who was now sitting in the middle of the room to get off the train, they were more frightened.
Nobody dared to move.
They knelt there, paralyzed.
Sitting in the main seat, Henry Newman clenched his schoolbag in a sulk.
His eyes were filled with burning rage. He felt like being humiliated.
"Fuck!"
He raised his hand to smash his schoolbag to the floor.