Down Deep

Chapter 2 Rationing

       I had done the sick thing I dread the most, I pulled off the bookbag of all the little boys and girls, looking through I found about 8 pre-packed lunches including mine made by loving mothers, Those will have to be very small dinners. For snack food, four small bag of chips, 5 granola bars, and a small bag of assorted candy. This is all I found in all these bags. I don't know how me and the girls are going to survive off this but I guess this is a good time to teach them about Rationing.
     The sisters sleep curled up under the large coat I placed over them previously, taking advantage of their deep sleep I check out the door of the bus. I Slowly open the door, realizing the lack of water pouring in, I stand astonished, taken back by the sight. A bubble? What is this really? I slowly step closer to the water, magically stopped at the door of the bus. I reach out my hand and as if it was going through a wall, My hand slides into the water, still no leaking water comes past the door. I pull my hand back, the bubble reforms patching the hole created by my hand. I look back to the girls, still asleep. This setting isn't good for them, it will dirty quickly. I walk towards the manic bus drivers corpse, grab her by the shoulders dragging the body down from the seat, down the stairs to the door of the bus. The waters current becomes stronger, small air bubbles acquainted by small multi colorful fish with longs fan tails fly by what seems to be a water barrier, I took a deep breath before slowly lowering the body out of the door, once completely out of the bus, she was instantly swept away by the current, on her way to be fish food. That's one down..

   About an hour has flown by and I've gotten rid of every last dead body on the bus, the girls stayed asleep the entire time, I smile at the fact that they didn't have to see the bloody faces when lifted towards the door.
    I found some standard window cleaner and an old dirty rag inside a small blue bucket, it's better than nothing. I take the blue bucket towards the door of what's now our new home, sticking it into the infinate water source, it splashed full, I pull it back in and the seal reforms over the door. I began spraying window cleaner on any blood stain I saw, after I made sure all the blood was intact gone I poured a small amount of the window cleaner into the water bucket, to make a soap mixture. Dipping the old rag in there I clean the inside of the bus, every window, seat, wall, This is where we will eat.. sleep... live... for who knows how long.  Belles small head shot up making eye contact with me before looking around at the now clean and less scary looking bus, she smiles before falling into tears. Anyone would in this situation. Who knows how lond it takes for us to get back to surface.