Tales of the wind chapter 2

By OMEGA09

None left standing

The bus was in horrid condition. Gum and trash on every seat and wall. They soon departed the school. There was a reason the school payed for this. In their genetics class they learned of how scientists not far from their town were using dinosaur genes to make a dinosaur. The demand quickly rose to all of the students, and the school mustered up the funding. Jurassic park-ish it sounds I know, but this man had more… sinister intentions. As they departed the inside bus volume quickly reached maximum. Chatter of the celebrity who made them, the things he would create, and the wretched smell of gym socks that lurked in that rusty box of a bus.

I know you probably want a name by now as our story gets told so I’ll give you. Adam Bradly, the name of this reckless dinosaur maker with no idea as to anything that wasn’t for his entertainment. And he would do radical things to be entertained. The hour long bus ride gave some room for chatter. But our lone wolf, well he couldn’t. He prefers flying solo anyhow. They arrived and the tour directer stepped onto the bus

“Who’s ready for a show?” Little responded to the question “It will wipe you all… off your feet”