The train stops and the door slides open.
Suddenly the empty MRT station bursts into a sea of people rushing amidst the morning rush hour in Ayala Avenue.
The sight has been the norm for Simon, whose brisk walk suddenly turns into strides as he hurries off to his 8:30 meeting.
Ironically, the chorus: "♩I’ve been working for the rat race…♫" echoes in the background as Simon, listens to The Specials’ discography in his IPhone, which was fresh-off his Torrent library.
After half a kilometer and 5 flights of stairs, barely catching his breath, he arrives to find his office complex, completely shut down.