"So what's some one like you doing going to a place like this?" Tom asked smoothly as he shoved the camera in Britney's face.
"I swear Tom, if you put that fucking thing in my face again I'm going to stick my foot so far up your ass that you will be spitting rubber for a week!" Britney exclaimed while pushing Tom away.
"John get your head get your head back in side the bus or so help me god I will shove you out." Hollie said with out looking up from her book.
"Hey, what crawled up your ass? I was just trying to get a better view of the desert ." John said sitting back in his seat.
"Well I can arrange a better look if you want? Other wise sit down and shut up." Hollie said rather pissed off.
"Hey quiet down some of us don't want to be bothered by all your noise" said the short woman sitting in the front of the bus.
"Well aren't all noises just part of the chorus of the world." Said a taller lady wearing a mash of floral print and tie-dye, staring blankly out of a pair of smokey grey sunglasses.
"Shut up you fucking hippie no one cares about some stupid world chorus or what ever you said!" Exclaimed the slightly porky man sitting in the middle of the bus.
"Hey how about you all shut up and sit down or I will turn this bus around!" the driver said very angrily.
At that moment the bus hit a ditch and flipped.
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when death comes a walkin'
HorrorDeath is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all. — Seneca they have seen the movies and know the rules of horror but they all change when your fighting death its self this is my first horror story so be nice.
