Night Bus

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[bg=transparent][box=transparent width=650 border=0]It's 9pm on a Monday and the shadows cast by dead trees and old buildings submerge the world in grey.

A young fox waits at a bus stop. A long, vacant road stretches out before him. It’s strange… he's been going to this school for eight years but something about this stop doesn't feel quite the same… Has something changed?

He glances around.

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[box=transparent width=650 border=0]Empty.

Nobody's here. Gods, the bus probably left hours ago. He’s long past curfew at this point. Not that he was going home anyway, but still…

Better check the schedule.
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[box=transparent width=650 border=3]Well that doesn’t look right.

Did they...change the times, and uh, common language of this stop? How long has he been standing here, anyway? The air smells really weird. Stale and musty. It reminds him of something familliar he can't quite put his finger on. It’s making him dizzy.

He shifts, adjusting his bag.

His paw hits something.

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[box=transparent width=650 border=3]A blank name-tag pinned to his shirt. He doesn't remember receiving it. Did someone give this to him? Maybe...In the morning during orientation, before all the chaos. He probably just forgot about it. Yeah. That’s it.

He hasn't written anything down, but he gets the feeling that maybe he should. It’s just a stupid plastic rectangle but somehow it feels… important.

Really important.

Urgent-

-He digs out a pen from his pocket and holds up the tag. He starts to write and-

Hesitates.

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[box=transparent width=650 border=3]What, uh… what was his name, again?
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Author's Note Hey! I'm probably going to be updating this sporadically as I'm using it to practice flash and other things. But I hope you guys like it, we'll get to the meat of it soon!