Driverless Bus 3: The Shortcut

How did we get to the crater that used to be the residential city center from the bus? What happened a few months ago?

When the bus broke, the stranger and I looked at each other then towards the city lights in the distance.

“I know a shortcut,” he said.

When I was younger, I had always been warned against shortcuts, especially against people who knew shortcuts. Worst were men who knew shortcuts and had candy to offer. He knew a shortcut and he was company on a deserted road. The worst type of stranger but it was one of those moments when you follow anyone who offers some comfort though all your background experience, all the accumulated knowledge you have until that moment, your wisdom, tells you otherwise.

And thus, I followed him away from the road towards the “shortcut”.

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