Night 63: Bus 1

[age_of_kings]

By the time the darkness fell and the strange fluxing of air swept across the buses, Tolten still wasn't certain what was going on. Only that there was some problem with the final bus, and that they had been waiting to resume.

Of course now it was very certain that there would be no return trip tonight. Whatever the implications of that were, the young king had no idea. Nor did he spare a thought to it. Rather he found himself lurching to his feet and losing his lunch in the empty seat space behind him.

It was the only reaction his body could offer to what he saw unfold before his eyes, a twisted carnival show of gore and depravity the likes of which he had never imagined. Even the creatures in the sewers were less violent and torturous than this!

He knew he didn't have time for pity or wonderment as to whether or not the staff was always like that, under the surface, but his mind was slow to follow. He could only stare, shaking, his mind buzzing with fear and disgust and sorrow.

This was simply wrong!

[For Locke!]

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[age_of_kings]

Gods, he was having flashbacks. It was the Nautilus all over again, but at least this was on the ground. And it looked as though they could outrun these creatures...

And while a part of him wanted very much to protect the others on the bus, but...what could he do? They were unarmed and he had just retched over a bus seat. He wasn't exactly in any position to play leader. It was smarter and safer to run. Really...

He followed Locke, sending a prayer for everyone trapped out here with them, and clambered out after the treasure hunter.

[kings_thief]

As soon as Tolten was safely on the ground, Locke grabbed his hand and pulled on it, urging the younger man to run with him. They needed to get away from these things as quickly as possible and back to the relative safety of the town.

"Come on! Hopefully there aren't many more of these things hanging around out here."

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