Day 28: Bus 2

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Momo tugged on the collar of the light blue sweater she was wearing as she followed her nurse to wherever these buses were, winding her hair up into its customary bun as she went. It was an odd feeling, knowing she was about to go outside of the institute's borders. Maybe the Head Doctor was about to make an error and the shinigami, as well as everyone else, would no longer be limited and they could finish what they started several nights back.

That was probably too much to hope for. She was feeling better this morning, even with the blood moon, and was mildly looking forward to the bus ride. Captain Jack said he was going to be here this morning and even if it wasn't customary breakfast in the cafeteria, she's be satisfied with him sitting next to her on the bus.


The nurse handed her a muffin, some napkins, and a small box with a straw. She stared at this box for a moment before shaking it. From the sound it contained liquid. How odd... Momo wasn't sure why they would but liquid inside a small paper box - it didn't make any sense to her and she wasn't sure how one was supposed to get it out of the box.

Clambering onto an empty bus, Momo chose to sit in the very back near the emergency exit. Maybe she could force her way out of it as they were moving and escape the limiter enough to come back and level the institute, freeing everyone. Or maybe she just wanted to be able to see everyone that was on the same bus as her. Wishful thinking versus reality.

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Stork opened his mouth to respond when the bus they were on came to life, and he clung to the seat in front of him for dear life. For a few brief moments, the low rumbling and coughing and choking of the bus' engine made him panic beyond all belief - that didn't sound right the engine was going to explode they were all going to die and he was probably right over it - but when it started moving and nobody was going up in flames, he calmed down considerably.

... back on the topic of being slaughtered the second he stepped off the bus.

It didn't seem like this place would try to slaughter them in the daytime. Judging from what he'd read on the bulletin board and from listening to other people, they did their best to make the daylight hours seem as normal as possible. So despite his paranoia screaming frantically at him to think otherwise, Stork held a healthy amount skepticism when it came to the kid's insistence that the lucky stars would keep them safe.

"I somehow seriously doubt they'd kill us so quickly if they've gone to all the work of making the institute into a hellhole at night, complete with puzzles and horrible monsters." It just didn't fit with the image.

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Phibrizzo shrugged and smiled at his "friend". "Well, then that means you aren't going to die, Mister! That's great!" He put the ofuda back into his pocket and sipped his juice happily, taking a bite from his muffin every so often. Seeing that Stork wasn't eating, he pointed to his bag. "Can I have your muffin?"