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That night, I got to the bus station quite late.

People still have, but not as many as in the early evening.

I sat and waited for the car alone.

Open your phone, keep checking your tickets.

There was a man sitting not far away.

At first I didn't care about anything.

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After a while, he walked in and sat close.

And start talking

"Where are you going?"

I answered as usual.

He continued asking

"Come alone?"

I said, "Yes."

After that,

The question became strange.

What time is it? Where's the ride?

Anybody pick me up? Where are you staying?

It wasn't okay then.

But still think... nothing

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So I got up and bought water.

Change seats to the other side.

When he came back... he was "looking."

Not look through.

But it looks like it's looking for "me."

At that time, my heart was getting bad.

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So I decided

Go sit near the counter + a crowded spot.

And then picked up the phone to call

Pretend, "It's almost there. I'll be right out in front of the entrance."

In truth... no one came to pick up.

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After a while

He walked past and spoke softly.

"Take a good trip. Be careful."

Sentences like usual

But the eyes... not normal at all

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I got in the car safely that day.

But what you think in your head is

"If still sitting in the same place..."

"If not moving out..."

It might not end there.

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