The far side of the chamber opened, and the half-spacecraft, half-monorail slid to a stop. Its doors opened for them, interior brightly lit. Lucky walked away from the Forerunner, standing in front of the doors. “Listen carefully, everypony. As soon as we’re in, you need to sit down immediately. This thing is like a jumper—if you don’t put on the restraints, it will kill you. Everyone get in your seats as quick as possible and don’t struggle.”