GM   Friday 23rd May, in the afternoon some time...   The Subway, somewhere running North into the Centre of Freedom City...   At this time, before rush hour, the subway train was only half full, if that.    Who where the unfortunate souls to take that train, on that day, at that time?   A stressed out businessman, with flecks of white hair, and a hoarse voice trying, fruitlessly to get his mobile to operate underground, and to wipe the sweat of his brow.    A young mother and her ba