025, Shell

"Well, Doctor, I don't think you'll believe this, but if it hadn't been for this damned heavy rain making taxi fares too expensive, we never would've chosen to wait at the bus station in downtown Yard City. After we got on the bus, we didn't notice anything wrong,"

"You mean Yard City, over two hundred kilometers north of New York?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"No, please continue."

"Right, at first, we did the same as you, tossing a Coin and simply taking a seat. At that time, there were two other... people? I can't be certain."

"They got off?"

"Yes, a woman in a drab dress with withered hair got off first, then at the next stop, another person got on. He must've been a programmer because he was wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a laptop bag."

"And then?"

"Then, the remaining person gestured to the programmer to come off the bus as he got off."

"He didn't follow them off, so something terrifying happened afterward?"

"Exactly..."