Parents Arriving
To my surprise, other parents began arriving, parking nearby with the same puzzled expressions I wore. It quickly became clear that none of us recognized this strange location, and that uncertainty only deepened the mystery. Their faces reflected the same confusion as they peered through rain-streaked windows, the steady downpour drumming on our cars while a shared sense of unease settled over us, each of us silently searching for answers in the murky unknown.
Parents Arriving
Suspicious Company
The bus had pulled into an unfamiliar parking lot, and the driver casually left his seat to chat with a man loitering nearby. I squinted through the rain-slicked windshield, trying to make sense of their hushed interaction. They exchanged a knowing nod and spoke in low murmurs, as if this meeting was anything but random. With each passing moment, my stomach twisted tighter—what kind of company was this driver keeping so far from school grounds, and why did it all feel so unsettlingly suspicious?
Suspicious Company
