Total panic. Why does it have to be in the dead of night and of course it's
\ raining sure why not. Chaos, enthropy, the opposite of orderly fashion.
\ There are flashlights to my left down the street, looks like some sort
\ of signals. What do I do anyway? Was I ever told what to do? I need someone
\ to just take me to safety or at least give directions. Let's check out
\ the flashlights I guess.

"What the fuck" -- as expected.

"Are you alone?"

I can't make out who's talking but does it really matter? I nod.

"Take her to the shelter bus and come back ASAP." -- finally, at least
\ someone sounds like something close to authority.

I feel a hand trying and failing to grab my arm, then two hands grabbing
\ my sides and pushing forward. The chain is shorter than the push implied
\ but the hands do hold me, thanks hands.

"Sorry lady I have exactly zero seconds to spare getting you out, I'm sure
\ they'll help you soon. But I must say, today's Halloween parties must be
\ ka-ray-zee! Imma def getting myself invited after this sh-- nonsense is over."

The "bus" is nearby, almost full already. It's more like a cattle car,
\ all metal, one large door in the back, no seats, filled with clueless animals.
\ Soon there's no space left, people packed like sardines in a tin. The door
\ closed and I felt movement. There's no room for me to fall anyway. No one
\ is talking. I'm not talking either, for several reasons.

We didn't go that far, the trip was like ten minutes. The door is open again
\ and people are already running towards what I guess is the entrance to
\ the shelter. Well, I took my time, not by choice but still. Inside is
\ a large room filled with people, and another door.

"What the fuck" -- I'm sure I'll get this a lot more.

"Right. Everyone move! You're next, go through the door when the light is on."

Oh look, the light does flash. Someone is [[holding the door for me already.|next]]

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