Re: Ctrl+V
A tourist bus carrying a load of tourists of many types is heading towards a large town which is marked on the map as Raccoon City. It's dark outside as it's nine pm. in the evening. All passengers are minding their own business, asleep or reading the paper. A boy around fifteen in the age leans his head over his shoulder as he looks outside into the dark night. He brushes some of his brown hair from the way of his eyes. The boy is considered roughly built and is wearing a black leather jacket with the zipper open, revealing a dark green t-shirt that seems a bit tight. Added with a pair of dark blue jeans that seem brand new that were held up with a brown belt. He kicks the floor of the bus with his brown sneaker covered feet and brushes some dust off his pitch black fingerless gloves. He gazes out with his dark green eyes and sighs as a sign of boredom.
"Three more cities to go..." he sighs and seems to doze off.
The bus enters the city with the streets seeming empty. The passengers who were awake were a bit spooked by the city. It seemed like a ghost town rather than a busy metropolis. The driver is calmly turning around the corner... but as he turns a man is stumbling right in the middle of the road. The driver made a sharp turn, scaring many passengers and waking all of the sleeping ones. But then even more people were on the road with the driver making sharper and sharper turns to avoid them, but the bus finally falls over, knocking almost all passengers out, including the boy.