The bus continued to speed on into the night.
Dolly lost all track of time. Was it hours? Or only a few minutes?
Who cared?
Once in a while, they would pass thru a town, dead and dark.
FLASH!
A thought skittered across her mind. She scrambled to catch it, but it was gone.
She leaned her elbows onto her knees and lowered her head. The last curler slipped from its perch. In slow motion, she watched it fall to the floor, pink foam rubber glittering in the interior bus lights.
Somehow, it made her think of the airplane she watched fall from the sky.
FLASH!
Again, the thought just out of reach.
What is it?! She screamed inside herself. Her mind churned trying to find the elusive thought. It was important in some way.
Nothing.
Relax. This has happened to you before. You couldnt think of something on the tip of your tongue, and when you started thinking about something else, it came to you. So relax.
The bus roared thru another town.
FLASH!
Dolly started to chuckle. "I know what it is!" She told herself. "I've had an accident, and am in a coma! I cant wake up and I am dreaming!" She chuckled louder and the man in the dark suit glared at her. "What's the matter? Not playing your game anymore?"
Aloud she said, "Hey! Could you step on it? I want to get to whereever we are going, pronto! Lets get this over with!"
Suddenly, the man in the dark suit was inches from her nose.
Who's driving the bus? She wondered.
Snarling, the man looked deep in her eyes. "Do not toy with me." He said thru gritted teeth. "I will not be treated with disrespect!"
It was Dolly's turn to smirk. "So what? Your just a dream, anyway." She leaned back and crossed her ankles, putting her hands behind her head.
The man growled and returned to the drivers seat. But he kept glancing at her in the mirror, puzzled by her reaction.
They whipped around a few corners, blind in the dark.
FLASH!
What IS that? Dolly took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Relax. Breathe. She wished Bill were here. Was he at her bedside, holding her hand?
"Bill, I am here!" She whispered.
There it is! The elusive thought! She was rocked with incredulity. Why hadnt she realized this before?
She saw the plane crash. She saw empty cars on her street, like the drivers had vanished while in them. But where were the rest of the empty cars? The crashed airplanes? Why were the streets so empty? How were they able to navigate thru dark streets without crashing into abandoned cars?
Its because this is my coma dream. Nothing makes sense in a coma dream.
But that just didnt seem right.
She looked around and took in the smudge on the window, the clean, like-new bus, the lights up in the ceiling softly glowing.
Dolly laid her head back against the seat. Her brain hurt from thinking too much. "Bill, I need an aspirin." She whispered again.
She must have fallen asleep again, because the next thing she knew, the bus had stopped. The man was gone and she was alone.
Dolly sat still for a long time, listening for sounds. Eyes wide, trying to take everything in.
Cautiously, she got up and made her way to the door which was standing wide open.
Where was she?
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