“A fuckin’ prick, that’s who.” Edgar grumbled, before turning to face Bruce to illustrate with gestures as he spoke. “Okay so the train was sort of set up in sections, like the tail section was where all of us were from and we’re basically the scum of the earth because we didn’t buy their fuckin’ expensive tickets or whatever. Then there’s a bunch of middle shite, but at the front is like where all the rich assholes are. Basically the further to the front, the more you’ve got, and if you’re up in the front section the whole fuckin’ train caters to you.

          “And Wilford was at the very front. In the Engine. He invented the engine that was self-sustaining so it could just keep goin’ forever without fuel or anything. And I figure since the whole operation revolved around him, he probably knew it was all bullshit.”