Luka jolts awake not long after Rory. He rises to a sitting position, a sheen of cold sweat on his forehead. Was that all some kind of terrible nightmare? he wonders. If so, was he even really awake, this time?

When he gets a moment to take in his surroundings, he notes the rumbling feeling of the traincar, and the unmistakable clacking sound of the train over the tracks.

"Wow, I've really got to stop waking up in places I didn't fall asleep."