The bus rocked back and forth for a moment. Cries of panic rang out within the bus. October gripped onto the seat in front of her to keep from being tossed into the aisle. She took a quick glance out of her window. Her stomach turned violently. The first had torn Sherry to shreds. October didn't want to look. She focused her thoughts on the more immediate danger. There was something on top of the bus. Something that, if given the chance, would do that to her.
The screams had subsided. It felt like the entire bus was holding their breath, listing for any indication where the man... no, creature, was. All was silent.
"Wh-where is it?" Ashley asked, more to herself than to anyone else.
No one answered. Besides, she was asking the wrong question. What was it? October had seen her fair share of horror movies- zombies, vampires, werewolves. Was that was this was? A werewolf? No, it was a man. She had seen him, but maybe it changed. They could do that, right? Full moon and all.
Metallic rumbling echoed inside the bus. Footsteps. It was moving! First towards the front of the bus, and then towards the back. Against her will, she took another look outside.
It was gone! The first was gone! October looked around frantically. Where had it gone to?
The sound of shattering glass jarred her from her state. A shrill scream, bloodcurdling, filled the bus. October turned around sharply, just in time to see a large hand reach in and grab ahold of Amy and lift her from her seat, dragging her through the bus window.
Ashley was the first to react, grabbing onto Amy's clothing and pulled to keep her from getting yanked from the bus, but Amy kicked and flailed, making it hard to grab onto her. The entire bus sounded like one solid scream. Students forced themselves away from the windows, cramming themselves in the aisles towards the front and back doors, anywhere away from Amy.
Some of the other guys had joined in now, trying to keep Amy in the bus. Blood flowed down the window, dripping into the seat. The broken glass was cutting into her. Another yank and Ashley could not hold onto her friend any longer. Amy's chest disappeared, followed by her legs, and then a quick glimpse of white sneakers. She was gone.
It felt like everyone stood around in silence for hours. Ashley huddled on the seat, covered in her friends blood. She was the only one who weeped.
"Think we can drive on the fucking donut now?" Mrs. Wilson spat, anger and panic in her voice.
The bus driver hesitated for a moment and then started the bus. They were lost. They could drive around in circles in the dark and end up back in the same spot. But anywhere was better than here. The hum of the bus motor rocked the bus gently as he pulled out onto the road.
October looked outside, back at the trees. Both dark forms stood on the edge of the tree line, unmoving, unconcerned, as they tore into their second victim.