Barboneia wrote:Nicholas didn't like the look of the van's driver. He looked like some sort of hippie. They still existed? He thought they all had grown up by now. He shook his head, and folded his arms, glaring at Marcus. "They're your cousins, huh? They don't look like it." He sniffed, rubbing his nose. He could've sworn he smelt something odd... "And you decided the best way to take them home was along this poorly lit, mostly abandoned road in the middle of nowhere, eh?" He shook his head, suddenly chuckling. "You're here to see the 'famed' Bunny Man Bridge, I bet. Well, you're wasting your time, kid. There's nothing here. There's no bunnyman. That's just some stupid urban legend idiot teenagers made up to scare folks around here."
He let his arms drop back to his side, smirking at Marcus. "No, you're not in any danger. The only danger you might get into is a car accident, because you're holding up the line." He briefly motioned to the string of cars behind the van. "You can drive through, just... If you're going to hang out near the bridge, park off the road, and away from other vehicles, we don't need any more clustering here, alright?"
Marcus shrugged, choosing not to confirm or deny the police officer's deduction. Instead, he merely smiled, turned up his headlights and pulled out onto the road. He slowed down a little as they passed through the tunnel, and Marcus felt a small shiver run down his spine as he drove into the shadows. A moment later, he was through, and pulled over onto a space of relatively flat grass. He flicked off the engine, which gave one final grumble and suddenly was silent. Marcus turned to the two girls with a warm smile.
"We have now reached our destination. Thank you for choosing GoMarcus, we appreciate your dedication," he said in a sing-song voice, swinging open the driver-side door and sliding out. The ground was a little wet but firm. He pressed down, testing it to make sure the van wouldn't sink in overnight. Satisfied, he pulled open the side door for the girls.
"Make sure you do not forget any belongings and thank you again." he finished,turning to look back at the bridge, plunging his hands into his pockets. He whistled, impressed.
"Well, it's definitely spooky," he declared, putting one hand up to his chin. "But does it live up to the legend?" Above, the sky was quickly darkening, and the moon was vaguely visible. He clapped his hands together.
"Guess we're gonna find out."
