77. Bus Ride

"Move." The guard pushed me when I stood still, hit by the fact that Henry was with us. This time, if he again injured me while we faced a monster, I would get rid of him. But just looking at his dumb dog behavior, I doubt he would behave that way again.

I still can't believe that this is this same person, behaving so damn differently constantly.

Being pushed, I naturally moved forward and climbed the stairs to the inside of the bus. Five others were already sitting, including Henry. Three of them were baldies; Teddy was none of them. Figured, he was a coward who wouldn't go on such a mission.

The seats were far apart from each other, only one-seaters, two per row on each window-side of the bus. In front of every seat was an iron 'T' screwed to the bus floor, as high as the seats, to which the prisoners were chained. I was brought to the other seat in Henry's row. The guard sat behind us in the middle, in what seemed to be a special guard-seat.