Jack Rhode
The King of Fighters
@DevlinRoss
The rain poured down hard on the school bus as it traveled through the fog. The road ahead was straight, seemingly never ending. The drops of water streaked down the window. The trees on the two sides of the road were dark brown and green. It felt as if something was watching the bus from deep within the woods, some sort of presence was carefully planning and calculating.
Alex was the one that felt this ominous presence as he stared out the window into the trees, leaning his head against the window, feeling the cold of the rain. He let out a loud yawn, stretching his arms upwards and shaking his head, keeping himself awake. He turned to face the girl beside him, Jennifer, how was peering down into her camera and smiling. They had passed by some good shots of the mountains before. Now, there was only fog... and trees.
They had been on this trip for a few hours now, a school funded field trip to nowhere. Or at least Alex thought it was nowhere. It was nice to take in the beauty of nature, but the fog had made that impossible. Only trees were visible. Damned trees... All there is here are trees... He thought to himself, as the bus passed by a sign that read, Silent Hill - 10 Miles Ahead.
The rain poured down hard on the school bus as it traveled through the fog. The road ahead was straight, seemingly never ending. The drops of water streaked down the window. The trees on the two sides of the road were dark brown and green. It felt as if something was watching the bus from deep within the woods, some sort of presence was carefully planning and calculating.
Alex was the one that felt this ominous presence as he stared out the window into the trees, leaning his head against the window, feeling the cold of the rain. He let out a loud yawn, stretching his arms upwards and shaking his head, keeping himself awake. He turned to face the girl beside him, Jennifer, how was peering down into her camera and smiling. They had passed by some good shots of the mountains before. Now, there was only fog... and trees.
They had been on this trip for a few hours now, a school funded field trip to nowhere. Or at least Alex thought it was nowhere. It was nice to take in the beauty of nature, but the fog had made that impossible. Only trees were visible. Damned trees... All there is here are trees... He thought to himself, as the bus passed by a sign that read, Silent Hill - 10 Miles Ahead.