THE ZOM ZOM CHRONICLES CHAPTER 20 ( Speed 3: Geriatric Drift (Or, Why This Bus Smells Like Fear and Peppermint)
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THE ZOM ZOM CHRONICLES
POST: Speed 3: Geriatric Drift
DATE: Thursday, Late Afternoon
MOOD: Claustrophobic
STATUS: Bursting out of a canyon
PART I: THE NARROWS
"The Narrows" was aptly named. It felt less like driving a bus and more like shoving a sausage into a very tight casing.
Obstacle A: The Blind Curve
Brenda didn't slow down. She just laid on the air horn. HOOOOOOOONK! We hit five Zom Zoms. It felt like driving over very large, soft speed bumps.
Obstacle B: The Overpass
It sounded like hail, if hailstones weighed 180 pounds and wore business casual. A leg punched right through an emergency escape hatch.
Current Status: The bus is smoking. Missing mirrors. Engine idling roughly.
OFFICIAL DIRECTIVE
TO ALL OCCUPANTS: Failure to comply will result in demerits or ejection from the vehicle at speed.
- 1. SEATBELTS: We will be hitting pedestrians. Do not become a projectile.
- 2. NOISE: No singing sea shanties. The engine is loud enough.
- 3. THE CAT: Mister Whiskers is on the dashboard for morale. Do not touch him. He is working.
- Brenda (Acting Transport Director)
