sounds of screaming and groaning start to build: SO WHAT DO WE DO?

They both stare at him blankly, they’d assumed he had more of a plan after this point. Tommy shakes off the annoyance at the lack of any further steps and looks out the window on the other side of the bus.

A seemingly endless motorway stretches out in front of them and a swarm of rabid animals screech and snarl to their rear. A drop that would kill any of them lies either side, visible through the front windscreen and rear window. Each view looking out at a different option on a menu they didn’t want to order from. It looked hopeless.

As the bulk of the swarm reaches the bus the sheer weight of bodies now leaning against the side cause it to lean