I was in a small town in Småland, having visited a shop, needing to get back to Norrhult. According to my map app, a bus was leaving a bit away. I was trying to figure out how to buy tickets, but all I found was how to buy a ticket + meat. I tried to ask a local woman and she just told me I'd better hurry to the bus station first as I was running out of time.
So I ran like the wind - so fast that my map app couldn't keep up. It was a fantastic feeling. Then I was there, but no bus in sight. Had I missed it? The time was one minute past. Then, when I was starting to lose faith, it showed up.
The driver opening the door was strapped firmly into the seat and was suffering from severe spasms. I wondered how he could control the bus, since he barely seemed to be able to control himself. I didn't want to be ableist, however, and he proved very tolerant with me not having figured out how to buy a bus ticket without buying meat. I got on, sat down and slowly figured it out and paid.
Fredrik Bergenfeldt sat next to me. He had his birthday party and that's where we were at. I got my food and Fredrik was crying, telling me about how everyone bullied him for his looks as a kid. I, having been his close friend, tried to comfort him saying that surely I didn't do that.
"You were the worst of all! You grimaced when you saw me" he burst out, showing off his missing teeth and bleeding gums. He stroked his finger against them and rubbed blood on my eyelid. I got worried, thinking he was trying to infect me with something, so I went to the loo to wash it off. Looking in the mirror, I also noticed a small line of blue ink on top of one of my very thin eyebrows. It came off like loose skin.
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