The station was utilitarian by design, lacking any of the usual trappings of a commercial metro in favour of riveted steel walls arching into a ceiling housing austere inset lights, smooth tiled floors, and a triple-pane HenbouGlass airlock with every imaginable security scanner crammed between its apertures where turnstiles would have been. On either side of the rails were floor to ceiling glass walls, making the waiting area a fully enclosed room of its own. Within moments of their passing through the airlock, a smooth silver capsule appeared in near silence from the left, like a fat tuna skimming the…