"Babe, don't be scared. The driver is definitely just playing tricks! I'll go check it out."
The man gently patted his girlfriend's shoulder, settling her securely in her seat.
With that,
he prepared to get up and walk toward the front of the bus.
"Ahem… If I were you, I'd stay put right now instead of going to get yourself killed."
Just then,
a voice suddenly spoke up.
It was the man completely bundled up in a trench coat.
"What do you mean?"
The man in the tank top frowned.
"Didn't you see the blood words just now? Ahem… They told us not to leave our seats! And especially not to disturb the driver."
The man in the trench coat's tone was flat.
Hearing this,
the man in the tank top snorted.
"Heh, so what if I leave? Putting on a spooky act might scare other people, but you think you can fool me?"
With that said,
he stood up and walked directly toward the driver's seat at the front of the bus.
Seeing this,
