CHAPTER 7- A Dark Mystical Mystery

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SHHH

That was the sound of the bus finally stopping. After hours, and hours of the constant bumping, swerving and falling on the bus that was like carrying a gigantic boulder that weighed 20 pounds up a mountain. The bus had finally arrived to the desired destination, the hotel!

Sebastian, Henry and Genevieve were just about to get out. Until suddenly, an explosion of blur from backpacks with constant changing patterns flooding the exit of the bus blocked their view.

"Slow down!"- The bus driver screamed, his voice barely even reaching more then 2 of the insane teens, despite his efforts to prevent the stampede, the students only pursued further.

The air was thick, filled with anticipation to get out , and it was wild, people shoved, kicked, pushed, tripped, trampled, gripped, (wow, that was a lot of rhymes. took me hours to find words that rhymed with trampled) There was a constant flurry of bustling bags and shoulders bumping, shoving students into seats and windows, and phones were slamming onto the ground, and by the time someone would pick one up, they'd hardly be able to breathe.

Suddenly, a large red ball had escaped someone's backpack and with one bounce, it flew up, hitting multiple people at once.

"Oh my god,"-Genevieve screamed, while almost being pushed to the floor. "We have got to get out of this mess!"

"Race you to the lobby!"-Henry yelled as he attempted to prevail through the storm of backpacks, only to be met with a head injury as he was pushed onto the bus's windshield.

"Holy sh-"-Sebastian screamed, instantly being pushed to the ground, not even being able to continue speaking.

Genevieve was terrified, she froze in a frenzy of fear and pounding anxiety. Her arms and legs began to stiffen up, and it looked like she was superglued onto the floor. She didn't move an inch, her breath felt like it was trapped in a vise, her eyes instantly entered a tunnel vision like state, some people stopped and stared at her, as her mind was a literal blank slate

"Earth to Genevieve, hello? Wake up."-Kristen yelled.

She instantly snapped out of the paralyzed-like state she was trapped in.

"Oh.. mhm."

Kristen looked at Genevieve, and snatched her hand away and began dragging her out of the bus.

"What the fuck are you doing!?-Genevieve panted.

"Damn, you seem like someone to have a swear jar, never thought you'd say that.

Genevieve and Kristen then almost smashed onto the hard, concrete sidewalk, Genevieve accidentally stepped slightly on Kristen's hair. She was furious but kept running. That was the same thing, happening over and over again until everyone had made it to their rooms, it was worse in the hallway, as the workers there were almost bludgeoned by a heavy bags being tossed up in the air, and everyone began rushing through, this time, their force was ten times as brute then before.

Finally, they had made it to their rooms from the earlier cacophony of shouts and pounding feet, they peacefully got to the rooms. Some students however didn't even make it yet, and the noise of the stampede echoed through the peephole. Genevieve plopped onto her bed, all the air that was held up, stuck in her throat was instantly released, bringing a sense of relief.

However, Sebastian had just fell out of the bus by the time everyone was already in their rooms.

"I hate you, never pull somethin' like that ever again!"-the bus driver screamed in absolute fury, as he had to wait hours for Sebastian to get out, he was still shocked and afraid, and could barely move.

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