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 the 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.