Bus stops weren’t supposed to look malevolent in nature, however bus stops normally didn’t have a horse-masked lady sitting on the bench. Hearing footsteps come her way, those soulful brown eyes of her looked up to see one of the only ‘saner’ people in Miami. Who just so happened to be waiting for the same vehicle to arrive. “Well R o u v e n, it’s been quite a long t i m e, hasn’t it?”









