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Bryson was across the aisle, and he got up and leaned over theetting off"

"That reed, thankful no one was irlfriend

He watched as the ot closer

Bryson went back to his seat and plopped doith a sigh "You know, all those years we talked about getting together in the Wake … this wasn’t exactly what I had inchased across the country On a bus"

Michael only half listened to Bryson co on theabout, oddly crisscrossing the street a couple of times, but they still headed for the bus The driver had boarded by then, and was cranking up the engine Most of the other passengers were in their seats as well, and Michael wished they could just get on with it He wanted to be as far away from the spooky man and wo Soon they abandoned any pretense of exploring the town and started walking briskly toward the bus Toward Michael They even see a direct line to his very

"Who are these people?" he said under his breath, goose buents?" Sarah asked

Michael shrugged He willed the bus to startStep by deliberate step, the couple approached

"Co up at the driver Thethings around, adjusting hi

A look back at the man and woasped--it was like they’d sped up tiht below his , craning their necks to see hih he didn’t knoell they could in the darkness But their eyes found his and they grew still

Michael’s nerves were officially on fire "What should we do? Get off?"

Sarah squeezed his shoulder as she leaned in to get a better view of their visitors "I don’t know Maybe?"

He looked once again at the driver, who had finally settled down It seemed that he was finally about to pull out The man reached for a lever