A sharp slap awakens you. You look up to see a young man who is bald other then the yellow bangs that go down below his chin hiding his face most of the time. "Man get up! The bus is stuck! It may fall into the moat!". You look out the window with shocked eyes. The floor of the bridge has broken with the bus under it. Bus is at a disturbing angle and the bridge is swaying. People are hurrying out, most without they're luggage. You grab your suitcase and kick open the back door. You and the bangs man go out that way and edge from broken support beam to beam until clear of the new hole in the bridge. Not long after that the hole breaks the rest of the way with a loud grinding sound and the bus spirals down to disappear into the flaming vomit below. The driver was in it. Most the passengers got to safety. Only nine died by tumbling down with the bus. You are shocked but glad to be alive. You and the man who woke you. He introduces himself as Bart Collins Jr. The two of you get a couple beers and you slip into the men's room to roll a joint with the weed you brought. After drinking the brews and smoking behind the place your nerves are steady again and you are ready to explore the island county.