Kate

For about twenty minutes I focus on the scenery outside the window, trying my best not to look in the direction where, according to my assumptions, those two men who managed to scare the hell out of me in that short time next to them were standing. At each stop, passengers are gradually weeded out and the cabin becomes freer. I, too, gradually begin to relax and the recent incident leaves my head. Having finally relaxed, I finally take my tense gaze from the window and look around the bus interior, which had almost empty, and at that moment my heart jumps up sharply and starts beating wildly somewhere...