Date: Saturday, 23rd November, approximately 11:15 PM
Location: Between King's Cross and Angel stations
Witnesses: Myself, my mate Danny
We were on the Northern Line heading home after drinks in Islington (yeah, bit of a mess, fair point). The train was nearly empty - just us, an old bloke reading the Standard, and a woman with shopping bags. We stopped between stations, which wasn't unusual, but then this sound started. Low hum at first, then almost like... grinding? Not the normal screech of the brakes.
Danny nudged me and pointed at the window. There was this glow coming from the tunnel ahead. Not lights from another train - different colour entirely. Greenish, maybe? The lights in the carriage started flickering and my phone died instantly (battery was at 60%, fully charged iPhone 14).
The old bloke stood up real sudden-like and moved away from the window. That spooked me more than anything. When the lights came back on, the train started moving again like nothing happened. Nobody said a word. The lady got off at Angel and so did we.
No one else seems to mention this stuff about the Underground. Am I mental or has anyone else had something similar?