The Aluminium Bus

She wasn't beautiful, but she'll get you to where you're going. That was the unofficial slogan for the CCC. The Country Coach to Coast was a cross country bus line that utilized aluminium bodied buses straight out of the mid 1980s. Aided by a handful of Melatonin, by his estimation, Bruiser Balducci should be able to close his eyes and re-open them five states into the future.

Breaking glass. Bruiser's head hit the wall of the bus as the driver steered past a smoking wreck on the highway. Fellow passengers crowded up near the front windows fixated on the path ahead. He rapidly shook away the cobwebs as he pieced together some semblance of reason from their voices. It sounded bad. Some kind of societal breakdown. Looking out the window and down to his watch, he couldn't help but think that sitting on the bus was like being in a time machine. Though he could turn back, doing so would cause the future to speed up exponentially to meet his ever changing
past. Bruiser grunted in affirmation internally and nodded his head accepting that his perception of the present, everyone else's past, was over. With gritted teeth, Bruiser Balducci entered a white knuckled ride into oblivion. Next stop, an evacuation shelter near Medford. 

Outside an Evac