A small part of her was kicking and screaming in desperation. "No, no, no!" It screamed.
But Dolly was beyond caring at this point. What was the use? Where else did she have to go?
The man smirked as she slowly ascended the steps.
"You see?" He said silkily, "That isnt so hard, is it?"
Dolly didnt answer as she trudged to the very back. She wanted to be as far from him as possible.
The rest of the bus was empty, though immaculate. Like it had never been used before. Where were they going? Dolly found she really didnt care.
The man sat in the drivers seat, closed the doors and put it in gear.
"Do you wonder where we are going?" He asked, leering at her thru the mirror over his head.
She didnt have the energy to answer, she just stared at him. She was sure he wasnt going to answer, anyway. And, he didnt, just smirked some more.
He pulled away from the curb as the last of the sunset faded from the sky.
The street lights glowed hazily. She noticed there were very few lights on inside the buildings they passed. Was there really no other people left in the world? Surely she wasnt the only one?
A thought nagged at her, but she brushed it aside. She was too tired to think.
Where was Ranwell? She wondered, watching the city roll by, faster and faster. He'd better slow down, they were liable to crash!
"Hey!" She shouted above the noise of the motor, "Dont you think your going a little too fast?"
The man in the dark suit just chuckled and pressed on the gas harder.
"What do you care?" He shouted back with glee. "What do you have to live for?"
Dolly had to concede that, and slumped back in her seat. A lone curler flopped into her face. Slowly, she pulled it out and stared at it. A relic from her past. A reminder of how things were. Things that she cared about. Her Bill, her cat, her house, her friends. Where were they now?
She started to lean her forehead against the window when she pulled up short. What is that? There, on the glass, right about the same level as her forehead would have been.
A smudge.
Someone else had put their forehead on this window!!! She looked again at the sterile bus. Never been used, huh? So where did THIS come from?
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