I seem to be on a train, but there's an entertainment system on the outside wall, with video games. I pick out a really exciting looking sports game, with amazing graphics and a lot of action. I'm really hyped about it.

As soon as the game starts, it's more like baseball, where I'm trying to run from one base to another. But I don't have the feel of the controller at all; I'm just fumbling, and my character is crawling stupidly along the baseline, flopping all around.

I look up and notice a tall, thin guy with glasses coming up the aisle. His eyes are glued to my game, and his hands are clutching an imaginary controller, moving his thumbs as if he knows exactly how this move is made.