I finally have voiced the opinion that I've been hiding to myself all through this journey.
"There should be more buses like this," I say, not thinking about it.
"What?" says someone, but I don't see who it is.
"I said, there should be more buses like this."
They look at me like I'm mad.
"I don't mean like the death, and blowing everything to pieces, etc," I say hurriedly, seeing their shocked expressions. "I mean the way it goes anywhere, stops anywhere ... "
I blush, and my eyes start to spin a bit faster. Damn it.
"I'm sorry, I'll just stop talking now ..."
"No, it's all right. It's about time we heard from you," I hear a voice say from behind us. I turn and smile ... and see the strangest sight I've ever set my eyes on. In my life.