The bus arrived to the stop, and out came a woman. She looked normal enough, except for her eyes. They were black, soulless pits that seemed to stare right through you. Her mouth was a thin line, almost like she was constantly smiling, but there was no happiness in it.
The woman walked up to the bus and the driver let her in. She sat in the back, and the ride began.
At first, everything seemed fine. But then, the woman started making strange noises. Low, guttural sounds that made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. The other passengers looked at her, but no one said a word.
Then, the woman started to move. She contorted her body in ways that should have been impossible, and the sounds she was making became louder and more inhuman.
The other passengers started to panic, and some tried to run. But it was too late. The woman had fully transformed into something else, something demonic and nightmarish. And she was coming for them.
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