He looked for a brief second at his reflection in the window. His eyes focused back on the rain drops on the window. It started to rain once he passed by the sign that said, Welcome to Section 2. He had never been to Section 2. A man coughed a couple seats away from him. He sat alone on the coach bus on his way to visit a friend in Section 1. He was a young man in his early 20's, dressed mostly in black with a mysterious air about him. He watched the landscapes fly by, the whole bus was eerily silent. Lana Del Rey's "Honeymoon" played on repeat in his ears. The song oddly fit the mood. The bus pulled up to a terminal. Some of the people on the bus got off to stretch their legs. He figured to do the same though the ride hadn't been long. The air was brisk. The rain had turned to an unusual heavy fog. There were few people around. Something far off, straight ahead, caught his attention. A figure was coming his way. The only figure, suddenly, in sight. It was a you...
Welcome to Shoreview, Jordansberg.