"What do you mean 'it swallows them'? This train is alive?" A slight feeling of uneasiness began to creep into Emory's mind, suddenly everywhere he sat and every way he sat felt uncomfortable.
"That's right, every time I have boarded the bus, there's always one unlucky soul who dozes off and ends up getting eaten by the bus" Gabriel looked around the train as he explained
"And how many times have you boarded the bus?" Emory questioned
Gabriel placed his index finger on his chin while looking up at the ceiling of the bus as he thought about Emory's question, to which he replied "A few times, but enough to have seen at least a few hundred people get swallowed. I'm sure we will still see someone get eaten, until then just relax, but not too much", after talking, he turned away from Emory and rested his head on the wall of the bus.
