Infinity Train

Simon: Wh-- What?

Amelia: The train cars, genius.

I scanned this car for aberrations

and found nothing.

Then you're here for all of one minute,

and I get an alert that there are lines of code

that don't match the reality of the car.

We've barely escaped the ejecting train cars!

We'rethe victims here.

There are no victims.

There's a glitch on the train.

One sent me out from the Engine to resolve it.

One? Like One-One?

One-One-One.

The False Conductor!

He's been trying to kill us ever since

he took over the train from the True Conductor!

The true --

One has no idea you exist, short pants.

At least no more so than any of the passengers.

In a very real sense, we're just numbers to him.

Ugh. Hang on.

Every passenger is important.

Their well-being and progress is what the train is all about.

All aboard the growth train, toot toot, wheeeee!

Sincerely, Your Conductor,

One...

One.

You're weird.

Yes! I am!

Good heavens, you three really have no idea

what's been happening?

Ugh!

This is so tedious.

Some of the cars on the train have corrupted code.

I created a pulse that scans for that code.

And it was working fine until three weeks ago,

when cars started ejecting one after the other.

And since you say you keep getting ejected

along with them, you're the only lead I have

as to what's gone wrong.

So start talking.

You're the number cluster we've been tracking!

You've been tracking me?

It hasn't been the Apex! The what?

It was just a single high number.

The highest we've ever seen.

Maybe the highest there's ever been.

Rude.

We have the highest numbers

of anyone on the train, except you.

I don't care. This isn't about my number.

It's about my cars.

I need information.

The ejected cars, have there been objects

that didn't match the environment?

Phone booths? College campuses?

A lot of turtles?

Too many turtles?

A number of turtles that makes you think, "Why?

Why turtles again?"

Grace!

That first shifter!

It had turtles.

Simon, here -- now.

We have to get away from her. What?!

She probably knows more about numbers

than anyone on the train.

She might know what's wrong with yours.

Well...exactly!

She might not just know something.

She might have something to do with it.

She's working with One-One,

and -- and, um...

Code A17 of the Apex --

never trust adult passengers.

Okay. Okay.

Right.

Is she looking at us?

What?

Where are you going?!

Ugh! I hate children.

Aah!

This car is marked for ejection!

You know I can tell you children are in the car.

I can see your numbers on the screen.

Ugh! This interface is garbage.

Phew!

Aah!

There!

We can camp for the night.

Let's check our numbers.

No change.

Let me see yours.

Argh!

Ugh! Don't!

Yeah, don't! Why?!

Because I don't want to know yet!

I have to know so when we go back --

Simon, enough!

This is happening to me!

Quit making it all about you!

I say when I look at it. I say what I do about it.

You need to back off and give me some space!

Okay.

I, um...

I'll keep watch outside.

You guys rest.

Simon?

Yeah?

I...

Nothing.

Good thinking.

Hmm.

Hazel, what are you doing?

I'm mad!

You need sleep.

No! He grabbed your arm!

He's being mean to you, like Tuba!

Hazel, the shell!

Good! I'll use it to fight him!

Hazel, Shhhh!

I don't care.

I can protect us with it.

Hazel come here.