WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL

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ARRIVAL

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PASSENGERS: 41 You know how the story goes by now. One minute you’re somewhere familiar, and the next you’re suddenly somewhere else. Unlike previous times before, the source of your rude awakening isn’t a mystery. A harsh jostle causes your body to lunge forward as a tire jumps over a pot hole in the road. Try as you might, it’s hard to ignore the steady thrumming of an engine and the gentle sway beneath you. The faint scent of gasoline seems to waft from the outside, but as you look around you’ll notice that the windows are locked, tinted, and impossible to see through. Likewise, the door ahead of you appears to be locked as well. Perhaps the scent is your imagination…? Regardless, though the lighting is a tad dim, it becomes apparent that you’re inside a large bus dotted with the occasional seat and amid a jumble of other bodies. The people you were last with may be among your fellow passengers. Perhaps they are not. But worry not; there’s plenty of time to look around and get to know one another on this long, strange trip. It may even be wise to examine the staircase at the other end of the bus. Who knows what awaits you on the other floors? Ah, but before you move too far it may be best to assess the situation. On the bright side, any injuries you incurred have been healed! Isn't it nice to have your limbs in place again? Miracles happen. But...what happened to your clothes? You’re fairly certain you weren't wearing this t-shirt before...and what's with the denim shorts? Maybe you were fortunate enough to get the knee-length version, but for those of you waking up in bootyshorts...well, we're sure you look great! And what better way to tie the whole look together than white socks and tan sandals? At least you'll be comfortable for the ride. Lucky for you, your new threads aren't the only gift you'll receive upon waking up. Attached to your waist is a high-quality bag filled with some fun goodies for every passenger! For those of you who unzip your bag to check its contents, you will find: -Dry shampoo -Wet wipes -Deodorant -Travel pack of toilet paper -Travel toothbrush + toothpaste -Poncho -A stylish travel guide No other items are on your person at this time, even if you were holding onto it as you began your previous departure. That's a bit troublesome, isn't it? Not really; it's still a bus. Be grateful for the extra elbow room, alright? Oh, and one last thing...on the wrist of every passenger is a small, equally fashionable white scrunchie. Not your style? Perhaps it's a good idea to give the travel guide another read. Searching the bus from top to bottom will net zero results in the way of an escape. All of the windows are similarly tinted and locked, and the only exit door appears to be the one on the first level that can't be opened at this time. But hey. You're all old pros at this, right? You know what to do next! Get to know the people around you, trade stories with your fellow passengers, and...well. Buckle up for the bumpy ride ahead.

Comments

[successives]

[She'd been wondering if it was just her group that went through something like this before waking up here, but what he says last is the most surprising thing, somehow. There's a brief pause, eyebrows furrowing, before:]

Over half? [She isn't really sure how to feel about that, so:] Guess it was different for everyone. Still, I'm willing to bet it wasn't just you and me, then.

[voidbreaker]

We had to keep it above a certain number. But a lot of people got to die first.

[ he shrugs. ]

I can put a few names to faces her, so no. It's not just you and me.

[successives]

Maybe the universe decided we needed a vacation and we're going somewhere fun.

[The absolutely deadpan tone of her voice makes it pretty clear how likely she thinks that is, though.]

[voidbreaker]

Like a murder theme park.

[ just come out and say it, ash. ]

[successives]

[With a very sarcastic smile:]

I mean, at least this time it'll have roller coasters in addition to the killing. We're upward mobile.

[voidbreaker]

Until the cart goes flying off the track right at the top of a rise. [ because that is exactly what would happen. ]

[successives]

Either that, or they know that's what you're expecting, so the entire ride explodes before you get there.

[voidbreaker]

Like... you think you're gonna go flying off the ride, and then you're fine until the very end where the cart just explodes? [ damn ]

[successives]

...Honestly, given that everyone I've talked to so far thought they were about to go home, that metaphor is a little more appropriate than I realized.

[voidbreaker]

[ long suffering eye closing goes here. ]

Yeah, maybe that was a little too on the nose. Looks like whatever intercepted did so when everyone was able to make a clean break for freedom.

[successives]

You think it’s because they’re a huge asshole, or a different reason?

[She’s definitely lacking towards huge asshole, but there’s something about it that makes her wonder.]

[voidbreaker]

I'd say huge asshole, but the last person who was technically in charge of the lovely place people kept getting murdered in was actually pretty decent so who knows.

[successives]

Wait, seriously? Because the one I had to deal with sucked. How are you defining pretty decent?

[voidbreaker]

Blue was fine. A bit shifty, kinda weird, but kinda as stuck in a shit a situation as we were. The thing possessing their big ass mansion, though? That thing was a pain in the ass.

[successives]

...How does something possess a house? I get possessing a person in theory, but - what, did they make the lights flicker or the stove turn on out of nowhere?

[voidbreaker]

Dunno. Possession isn't my speciality. But the house had a mind of its own, and we had to kick the thing's ass to get it to stop ruining everyone's lives.

Eh. Rooms were locked, bigger than they should be, glowed red when you looked at them through something specific, made rooms dangerous -- someone died in one... oh, and people turned into monsters once a week. Real fun.

[successives]

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