I could feel the presence of others in the bus. They moved up and down the aisle past us, without appearing to notice us at all. I felt part of one being brush past my knee. It felt as if my knee froze solid. They were trapped just as we were inside of the bus.
If I didn't know any better, I would have called them ghosts. But they weren't ghosts. They were Shadows, lost souls within the multiple dimensions of the city. They didn't belong to anything human anymore. They were unrecognizably apart of the inner folds of the universe. I did my best to ignore them.
I was thankful that my companions were asleep.
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