An hour or so later they arrived at the Mispeak Monorail Station. 'I can never get over this place,' admitted Walter as they waited for the monorail. 'Twenty years ago, it was just a damp, murky void in the middle of nowhere. Now people cue up to get dangled across it in a steel box...and here it comes,' he added, looking out into the distance as a big metal steam thing came around a corner attached to the rails above. 'No!' yelled Walter, while a shaken Cassie put her hands to her mouth as whispered, 'Those poor people.' 'Truce?' repeated Cassie. Cassie only nodded and walked on. 'Thanks.' 'Yeah.'