Post by happy on May 10, 2017 20:18:24 GMT -4
being subjected through a bumpy bus ride across a mountain ridge isn't of most people's liking, and that's most likely an understatement.
by looking at the other passenger's faces, you can assume that that last thought is correct. they look agitated, annoyed...but they still focus on their books and their phones and their journals. you decide to take their advice and look at something yourself, and that's the only interesting thing in the bus: the window. it's just the scarce pine trees and the snow...it's quite nice to look at to kill time. you occasionally drive by a small patch of forest, and just 30 minutes ago, you got a glimpse of a black bear. pretty neat. you don't spend much time up in the mountains, so this is new and unique.
you fly over another blemish in the road at top speed, and your head nearly hits the roof, which, mind you, is a bit high ahead. every time the bus hits a bump, the chassis shakes and creates a very annoying sound, and the same thing happens as you go by this one. however, the shaking continues afterward, and doesn't stop. clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...
the volume increases. the poles and the luggage compartments give in and start shaking as well. someone's phone falls to the floor and cracks. the bus begins to swerve. you can't see anything out your window, but when you lean to the other side among the violent sway of the aisle and look out their windows, where the side of another mountain resides, you see it.
a huge cloud of snow is heading for the bus at a ludicrous speed, breaking down trees in the process. it slams into the road, topples over the bus, and pushes it over, into some telephone wires. your body is shoved against the wall as the windows explode into billions of pieces and a pole slams through the roof. as the entire double-decker splits in half and tumbles off a cliff, only one thought is prominent in your mind: why is this happening? what's going on?
after about 10 seconds of free-float, the bus hits the ground and everything goes dark.
it feels like a second of void before you wake up, submerged in dirty, deformed snow. the pain across every portion of your body is unimaginable, and you still have no clue as to what just happened.
attempt to dig yourself out
wait for the pain to decrease, then attempt to dig yourself out
by looking at the other passenger's faces, you can assume that that last thought is correct. they look agitated, annoyed...but they still focus on their books and their phones and their journals. you decide to take their advice and look at something yourself, and that's the only interesting thing in the bus: the window. it's just the scarce pine trees and the snow...it's quite nice to look at to kill time. you occasionally drive by a small patch of forest, and just 30 minutes ago, you got a glimpse of a black bear. pretty neat. you don't spend much time up in the mountains, so this is new and unique.
you fly over another blemish in the road at top speed, and your head nearly hits the roof, which, mind you, is a bit high ahead. every time the bus hits a bump, the chassis shakes and creates a very annoying sound, and the same thing happens as you go by this one. however, the shaking continues afterward, and doesn't stop. clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...
the volume increases. the poles and the luggage compartments give in and start shaking as well. someone's phone falls to the floor and cracks. the bus begins to swerve. you can't see anything out your window, but when you lean to the other side among the violent sway of the aisle and look out their windows, where the side of another mountain resides, you see it.
a huge cloud of snow is heading for the bus at a ludicrous speed, breaking down trees in the process. it slams into the road, topples over the bus, and pushes it over, into some telephone wires. your body is shoved against the wall as the windows explode into billions of pieces and a pole slams through the roof. as the entire double-decker splits in half and tumbles off a cliff, only one thought is prominent in your mind: why is this happening? what's going on?
after about 10 seconds of free-float, the bus hits the ground and everything goes dark.
it feels like a second of void before you wake up, submerged in dirty, deformed snow. the pain across every portion of your body is unimaginable, and you still have no clue as to what just happened.
attempt to dig yourself out
wait for the pain to decrease, then attempt to dig yourself out