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off her jacket and pants and threw them toward the back of the bus.
    Under her breath she asked herself, “ What the hell are these visions? What do they mean ?”
    She looked around the empty bus.  Sweat dripped from her chin.  She took off her ball cap, tied her hair in a bun, and put her cap back on.  Her foot was thumping.
    Now she was only wearing panties and a white short t-shirt with no bra.  She said, “I wish I could get to my car.  I have more clothes in there.”
    Keys were dangling from the ignition switch of the bus.
    She licked her lips.
    She reached for the ignition.  Using her broken foot to depress the brake, wincing as crackling pain splintered up her leg, she started the bus, dropped the gearshift into drive and the bus started moving forward.  It hurt too much to press the gas pedal.  Carmen let the bus idle forward at two miles an hour.
    She made her way toward the lake, running over any of the dead in her path.  The bus crashed into a burning car.  Flames licked up onto the front of the bus, catching some of the dead bodies on fire.
    They burn like leaves
    Past the burning car, Carmen turned left onto the main road surrounding Lake Eola.
    “Hell with my foot pain,” Carmen said.  She adjusted her ball cap, pressed down on the gas pedal, and mowed through the dead as she made her way out of downtown.
     
    “Oops! She just fell.  Oh shit , she landed on the roof and almost fell off the bus - Jesus, that was close ,” Matt McCormick said with a shuddery laugh as he stood naked in his hotel room watching Carmen drop from the ledge of the building on the other side of the street.  “I hope she’s gonna be ok.”
    Behind him, sitting on their bed, his wife Maria, asked, “Matt, what are we going to do? We can’t go down there .”
    “I don’t think we need to go anywhere , hon.  They can’t get up here.”
    “But what if they do ?”
    “They won’t, babe.”
    She nodded, “Alright.”
    Seeing all of the people down on the street below vomiting and shitting themselves had made her queasy.  She had just thrown up her breakfast in the bathroom.
    Doesn’t help with my morning sickness , she thought.  She hadn’t told her husband she was pregnant.
    It was their one year anniversary today.  They had planned to walk along the lakeside after finishing their late breakfast.  During the walk she was going to tell him – but the infection or whatever it was had put an end to that idea.
    Instead, they made love until the mess outside cleared up.
    In their suite, their TV was tuned to CNN Headline News.  Nothing was being broadcast about what was going on yet.
    Matt walked out into the suite’s sitting area, passing a chair with clothes hanging on the back of it.  He smiled.  Maria remembered to bring his favorite blue t-shirt and sweats.  Was sweet of her to lay them out for him.  She must have done it last night after he went to sleep.
    Another TV was tuned to CNN out in the sitting room.  Matt ran through all of the news channels.  Still, there was nothing being broadcast about the infection.
    Matt opened a sliding glass door which led out onto the suite’s terrace.  He walked outside to get a better look.
    “Ah shit,” he shouted to Maria.  “She’s driving the bus…oh crap she hit one of the burning cars! The bus is on fire now! It’s burning the sick people! Maria, the sick people are burning, come look!”
    She didn’t get off the bed.  “Matt, get some clothes on!”
    “No one can see me,” he said with a laugh.
    Putting her bathrobe on, she hurried out onto the windy balcony in time to see the bus turn the corner.
    “Where’d she go?”
    “I don’t know.”
    Something splatted on the ground next to Matt’s foot.  He stood on his tiptoes leaning further out over the balcony trying to see where the bus went.
    Maria admired his bare butt and the muscles in his legs.  With a coy smile, she stepped right next to him.  She pressed her body against