Snippet #1992191

Rainie sighed when no immediate answer came from the surrounding place. She could already tell it was a desolate place, with little but vegetation and probably the odd crazy resident. If anyone resided here at all. Wrinkling her nose, she turned a full circle averting her eyes from the two buses that stood side by side. All of this was extremely...strange. In her memory, she was sure she'd seen the two buses coming together in a crash, but apparently not. Because there they stood, untouched. A shiver crept up her spine and she closed her eyes for a second. It was too weird. Everything here felt wrong, but she had no choice to accept that this is where they were.

"Excuse me miss."

Rainie whirled around, eyes wide. She hadn't expected an answer, especially seeing as everyone on the bus was either passed out or worse...No she had seen them breathing, they weren't dead. They couldn't be dead. Mossy green eyes searched the face of the man that stood before her and her pink lips opened to speak and then closed. Something clicked in the back of her mind and she frowned, crossing her arms across her chest, her suitcase laying forgotten. For a few moments, she only stared openly, before she finally spoke.

"You're the driver of the bus right?" Rainie nodded towards the Red bus, an eyebrow now arched in questioning. She didn't wait for an answer. "Please don't address me as Miss either, politeness gets you nowhere with me. I'm Rainie." It was rude, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered to her anymore. She didn't hold out a hand for him to shake, only stood with her arms crossed and observed him carefully. Perhaps he knew what was going on, but from the look in his eyes he knew no more than she did. You could learn a lot about a person from watching them. He looked tense, like he was unsure what to do next.

"Care to explain what the hell is going on here?"