I'm posting this anonymously because I don't want people at work knowing I'm the person who reports weird stuff to internet forums. But something happened to me last Tuesday evening on the Piccadilly Line between King's Cross and Russell Square, and I genuinely can't explain it.
I was on the last carriage, maybe 6:45 PM, coming back from work. The train was fairly busy but not rammed. I remember checking my mobile - 6:47 - and then at some point I"looked up and there was maybe 30 seconds where I genuinely couldn't account for what I was looking at. Not a blackout or anything - I was conscious the whole time. But the interior of the train looked... wrong. The proportions didn't match. The window reflections were off.
Then it went back to normal. No one around me seemed to notice anything weird. I got off at my stop (Russell Square) completely unsettled. I haven't been on that line since.
I know how this sounds. Stress-induced dissociation maybe. But it felt real in a way I can't describe. Has anyone else had anything similar on the Underground?