
Your watch stopped at 9:11 AM, and you've been riding this bus for what must have been only another forty minutes, but it feels like it's been three or four hours. Dark grey clouds obscure the morning sky today, making it difficult to get a read on where the sun is. Patience in abundance is the only way forward.
The Loop-De-Lupe bus goes down streets you never knew existed, passes by shops and storefronts you never even conceived ought to exist. How big is this town? They must have changed the route since last you took this bus. There is nothing familiar outside, filling you with the fear you've been transported out into a whole different country.