You’re not sure who to address, or where to look. Your head aches where you’ve slept on it, and you just look down at your feet in your seat.
You speak quietly, out of some concern that someone might hear you talking to yourself. “My name is Simone. What is the Sprawl? Why am I here?”
“The Sprawl is your new home. It can be whatever you want it to be. Once you leave the bus, you’ll be entering a world that you can shape and mold as you wish. You can do anything. You can be anything. Being granted life in the Sprawl is a gift from the observers. You’re here because they have chosen you,” says the voice in your head.