It was a cold Saturday evening when the time came for me to go to work; I left the house pretty early to make sure I got there on time. I stood waiting at the bus stop for the 192. Something was wrong, I had been standing here for 5 minutes and no car or bus had even come past, it was silent. Finally a bus came I showed my pass and walked on, it was a full bus people standing downstairs I walked upstairs and the back seats were empty so of course I sat down, but still, the people on the bus were silent.
It was only 3 stops to town when the bus driver just decided to stop, assuming someone was getting off. I looked outside and seen no one getting on or off the bus, suddenly the other passengers began to murmur they was saying something I couldn’t make out what they were saying, a man in uniform started coming up the stairs I see a man in a uniform coming up the stairs….it was the bus driver! The passengers were following him slowly coming to the back of the bus, I look around to see what the hell is going on.
As they got closer there hands began to rise as if they where going to strangle me. Suddenly one grabs me and goes to my ear and says “up” in fright I push him away and open the emergency window and jump out, I land safely on the floor the passengers start to get offs the bus the cars behind and in front come to a screeching halt, one drives towards me I take a step back and watch it crash into the lamppost and do a flip and hit another car amazingly the driver gets out but she was one of them, all the car drivers and bus passengers where just coming at me, I turn and run. It looked like a scene from dead rising I run into Piccadilly station the people where following, I slid down the escalators, into the crowd of zombie like people, I grabbed an umbrella of one of them but they surrounded me, I stood the umbrella up in the floor and began to run onto the people in a circle like neo from matrix I spotted a chance to run, I grabbed the umbrella and started to smack each person out of the way one by one they fell to their knees. I ran through the Piccadilly station exits, ran down the car park breezing past everyone, I checked my watch, it was 17:50, I had 10 minutes.
In the corner of my eye I see a car speeding towards me on my left I slid on the bonnet of it and continued running I could see Subway in the distance, I wasn’t far, a Manchester evening news worker threw a load of papers in my path, I tripped he grabbed me and shouted “hook!!!” all the people turned around and ran in my direction I tore myself away and ran, I was only a few yards from Subway when an old friend spotted me from afar, he shouts “hey Eugene, whats up, why you wearing that??” I blanked him and ran in to subway and close the doors behind me, I turn around to look outside and see everything Is back to normal, people rushing for the bus, car traffic flowing, M.E.N worker in peoples faces as usual. Ade, my colleague, says “what’s your problem man?” I replied, “Remind me never to leave the house with this big bright orange Subway shirt on again, once people see it they start asking for hook ups”
Ade then said “well at least your on time”
January 25th, 2007 by 
zMastaa 
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