Head for the boulevard.
From Create Your Own Story
The train tunnel is as dark as midnight, and with only your flash light to lead the way, it's slow going. You creep along the rails, pausing at every distant noise you hear and flicking off your torch. You sit still until it's quiet again, then move on. Traveling this way is painfully slow, but within an hour you've arrived at the next station, and can see a single train car sitting at the platform.
"Looks empty," you say. "We still need to go farther, past this spot. Two more, I think."
"Maybe we should check this station to see if there's anything we can use," Claire whispers.
"I'm not sure that's a good idea, after what happened last time."
"Up to you," she says.
