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>decade ago, in uni
>at gym very late, finish up at 23:00 and change
>cold out
>waiting for the bus that goes past my lodgings
>see bus going the other way, run across to the other side of the street and ask if the other one in the opposite direction is coming soon
>"Last bus for the day, get on or you'd have to wait for me to do the whole trip before I'm back."
>get on
>just me, some drunk dude, another young guy and an old lady
>bus goes up out of town to an old church then turns around and does his urban route
>bus leaves town, about halfway to the church
>old lady requests a stop
>bus driver stops, turns to look back
>absolutely nothing out there but some ruined house
>pitch black
>groan internally, look up at her, think she might have some type of dementia and I'd have to spend god knows how long getting her back to whatever home she got out of, or find her relatives, this has happened before
>abslutely no signature symptoms - confused look, dragging feet, unnecesary head movements, etc
>perfectly healthy look and movement
>thanks the bus driver and gets out
>driver considers for a moment but closes the door and drives off
>mfw
