My first attempt to snap the tunnel (see the more successful picture below) but resulted in a lot of perspectives being captured through the looking glass.



This is the tunnel from which the train enters the station. It happens that the flourescent light on the wall of the tunnel has been left on - I am able to look inside and hence take this picture for interest's sake.

No, that long white line is NOT the train!

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Imagine Singapore, like Paris, has a gargantuan series of catacombs under its streets, because land is scarce, hence the space beneath the surface is utilised. Itchy-feet you decided to go exploring in the catacombs, despite the warnings of family and friends and strangers, and you deservedly got lost in the tunnels, and your handphone has absolutely no reception.

After what seems like ages (up to your imagination how long you'd like that to be), you suddenly come across an opening which leads to the subway line. You follow this line, lo and behold! A station! Civilisation after eons! You hope to meet fellow people and enjoy aircon after breathing dank and stale air in the tunnels.

To your dismay, you see the following sign on the door: