suddenly. They grab onto the headrests of the seats until it subsides, then look back at what seems like an endless mass of screeching demonic creatures trying to get into them. Countless bodies all groaning as if in agony. Even though they are inches apart Tommy has to shout at the top of his voice to he heard. The inside of the bus only serving to magnify the noise from outside: WHAT DO YOU THINK? THERE MUST BE A COUPLE OF HUNDRED AT LEAST!

Brian: NOT THAT IT MATTERS BUT YEAH… MAYBE THOUSANDS.

He looks back out towards the open road: 10 KILOMETERS RIGHT?

Sarah shouts back: WE’LL NEVER MAKE IT, AND IF WE DO… IT’S PROBABLY WORSE THAN IT IS HERE!

Brian: SO WHAT DO WE DO?