You think it's better if you take your chances with the back door leading out of the kitchen, without using your key. Now you make sure you are breathing regularly, and proceed to open the glass door.

You can't believe it! It has worked! You are free! Excited, you decide to find your way to school, using the local bus stop you see around the house.

Who knows how late you are? And it doesn't matter where the bus goes, as you can just walk from there, hopefully. Briskly, you arrive to the waiting spot for safety.     

After about six minutes or so, a large, long, dark blue bus drives toward you to pick you up. The serious, quiet driver lets you in, without fee. This confuses you, but it is also relieving, since you don't have any money.

But there is nobody else on this bus. Just you and the driver. You shrug the disturbing feeling you have off and take a seat. Then you wait twenty minutes, for during which that time you stare out the window, awaiting your return to normality. And the driver stops the bus suddenly.

The creepy sensation wreaks your body as he glares at you. As he stands up, you run to hide.

You are dead. There are no happy endings.