Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170705104244

As I'm having a conversation with Willow, we are both seeing the same thing. A young man screaming and flustering around and telling us to get on the bus. Should we trust it? Who's driving? I mean, I have amazing survival skills. I could probably live off of just what's on this island for a long while. But, I guess I suppose going on the bus may be faster than traveling on foot, so I guess I should at least give it a try.

And with that, the bus slowly halters to a squeaky stop, two lithe vertical doors swing open and I step up on the stairs and look at the driver and the few passengers. I then shake my head very lightly and walk to the very back of the bus and slouch over, peering up at the mysterious people quietly.