WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL - OVERFLOW

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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

[swordflash]

It does sound that way.

[The sounds are quite different, but inherently the same. Even without his enhanced hearing, he can hear them crisply.]

Um, how does this floor look?

[shortforever]

It looks like a bar, mostly. You should probably stay away from the liquor.

[He remembers what happens to Zenitsu when he gets knocked out.]

We might as well check out the next floor too. How about I climb up first and then drag you up?

[swordflash]

[He's a lawful person (for the most part). And if Chuuya says so, he has no reason to go against it.

While he isn't fond of the idea of being dragged, he nods as his gaze wanders to the ladder ahead.]

Okay.

[shortforever]

[Time to climb the ladder! Then he lays down on the ground and offers a hand down to Zenitsu.]

[swordflash]

[Somehow, he expected Chuuya to grab him by the collar and haul him up. This is a much more preferable method. He pushes against a rung of the ladder and reaches up with his other hand to grasp Chuuya's.

Going up is scary, but staying down by himself is also scary.]

[shortforever]

We really need to work on your ladder-climbing skills.

[But third floor means more music! And books!]

Is this really all we're getting here? This is so cramped!

[swordflash]

The music's changed again.

[He peers over Chuuya's shoulder to take a look at the third deck. There isn't another ladder. He gulps.]

That's it? There hasn't even been a single bed.

[shortforever]

Yeah, it looks like we get to rough it until we get to wherever we're going. I guess we'll have to make a bed out of beanbag chairs.

[swordflash]

I guess so. Maybe we'll just be here for a little longer.

Where do you think this bus is taking us?

[shortforever]

Hopefully somewhere that actually has beds.

[He's skimming over the book titles now.]

Wherever it is, I doubt it's anything good.

[swordflash]

[Zenitsu is too afraid to venture out on his own just yet, so he lingers behind Chuuya.]

Maybe if we can make it out of this bus, we won't have to go wherever it's taking us . . .

[shortforever]

That's my plan. Get off the bus, then run.

When the time comes, keep up. I'm not slowing down for anyone.

[swordflash]

[He perks up.]

Really? You're gonna get off? How are you going to do that?

[shortforever]

The bus is gonna stop eventually. That's when we'll make our escape. In order for the driver to get out, he has to open the door.

[swordflash]

[That's a good point. It also brings him to another.]

Hey, did the driver look familiar to you?

[shortforever]

...Kinda? It was hard to tell with the tinted glass there, but they felt familiar.

[swordflash]

Do they remind you of someone?