Maria was on the bus

Chapter:2 Departure

Harris was assign to bus as daily and he got into that. He called John and asked
him to come on time so he won't be late and waited for his clock to past eleven,
the time for departure.
He then waited for extra five minutes for bus to get full.

"Mathew, can you please not leave". A person pleaded blocking the door of bus.

"We didn't get many choices". Mathew had turned red saying.

"Still" That person wanted lot to say but only these four letters left his lips.

Harris was sitting in his seat, turned to gate, was sneaking into conversation
which have awkwardly halted and he saw the person Mathew was talking with, from the edge of his shoulder which was blocking the scene outside the gate of bus for him. He saw his red runny face and hopes into his eyes but Harris knew that Mathew had taken a step into bus and there is no way he will walk out. Not even for the sake of those tears.
He was wondering if Mathew was also crying and a girl stepped in from little space besides Mathew, she was not
more than six, same age as Brandon, she was holding her pocket tight like she
got nothing else to loose than whatever the little money she had theft. Harris
didn't see anyone following her.

After a long silence the conversation again begin.

"Math, I will wait for you".

"You should not, I may never come".

"Still, I will"

Harris missed Beth for an instant.
Mathew had turned inside with his pale, stern face not leaking from anywhere
and has moved to his seat. Harris was getting bored and he called John again.
John was supposed to join him. Bus was half filled and Harris could see from
mirror on his left about twenty or more school uniforms singing farewell, again
for their teacher who has got into bus and seeing them he wondered if he would be able to see Brandon among them.

"Dad, you are getting late".

Harris turned to his right from where he heard Brandon and he didn't expect to
see him there. He wanted to believe it was just voice but he could see him there
pointing at time.Quarter past eleven, he really was getting late. He started engine and crowd started getting in, faster.

He saw John coming in but John didn't actually come. He then honk to signal his departure so if any left out can come and two well suited gentlemen in black suit and tie climbed in and searched the bus thoroughly, they were connected with others through some sort of wireless devices and one was ordering another around.

Harris was being late;
John had pointed time. This time Brandon wasn't there. He slowly started bus and that man in black suit came to him and asked with photo of girl if he had seen her. That face looked familiar to him but he has not seen her recently or may be never, he nodded to no in response to his inquiry.

The suited guys got another command after which only second person in suit
gets off. As Harris turned to finally start the bus he didn't see John on his seat
but Brandon. They were playing dirty game with him. He can show them worse, if he plays.

As he started bus he heard school teacher seeing off his students for this last time.

"Will you come back again, we will miss you"

"I am afraid I may not but you all take care and be well."

Harris checked for last time and this time Evan was smiling evil to him, nor
John, nor Brandon but Evan. He itched of this sick game. He could put an end
to this. He wanted to put an end in way where he can have fun. Silencing them
for always, would really be funny.

He was running late and he couldn't afford losing a job, anymore. He dragged
himself out of the game and rushed to steering. Only thing he could see was
road ahead and his head was trying to make-up for fifteen minutes which he has lost. He only stopped when man shook him completely from his shoulder and it was black-suited man. Again.

As Harris angrily turned to him, in while from window he saw the scene and was in surprise of how he got here. It was almost eighty kilometres out the city and how no one in bus complained for not stopping until. He didn't remember anything that happened in between.
Bus was barely filled with sixteen people so has he stopped and passengers walked off, he had no clue of what happened. He turned to inquire further and looked at him if he can provide him any hint of what has happened. He saw him saying something but he could not hear it. He saw everybody in bus was saying something to him, pointing to him but voices could not reach him. A weird numbness was there. He looked for John and he was not there. In troubles he always looks for him, after all they were friends.

Bus was running on empty road on own, Harris has lost his command over that
bus, his arms being heavy and he could watch bus crossing the lane, one after
another till was at the edge and eventually fall to his left into cleft of woody wild valley.

His head stirring, vision blurring and hints of being strike with rock and finally rolling down to the ground.

Burst of silence.

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