Why

Why would someone do such a thing so horribly bad?

How could they possibly have something to gain from such horrible actions?

Why did it have to be his family?

The thoughts swirl around the man’s head, repeating over and over again, each time he has less sanity to answer them.

A sign flashes past the man’s eyes before he has time to read it; perhaps they have reached their destination.

The bus over goes a large bump in the road and all the passengers are startled.

They have no time to complain before the bus swerves out of the way of another obstacle and goes tumbling off the side of the road.

Screams of terror fill the bus as it turns over and over until the man’s vision is filled with black.

 

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