A nearly empty bus

The bus pulls up to the stop with a squeak of breaks and the hiss of air being released somewhere under the bus. When the door swings open, you board. On your way past the driver, you ask how long it will take to arrive at the stop near your home and he informs you it will take a little over an hour.

Thanking the bus driver, you turn your attention to the rest of the bus, discovering that there are only two other people on the bus, the man who boarded behind you, and an older man who looks like a vagrant.

Sighing to yourself, you find your way to the back of the bus in hopes of finding a little solitude and close your eyes.

You must have been tired, because you dont even remember falling asleep. The next thing you notice is the gentle sway of the bus as it drives along the nearly empty, late night streets.

As you prepare to open your eyes, you become aware of a presence beside you. You can smell the salty smell of old sweat from near you, and a leg brushing lightly against your own.