There is a man sitting on a bus with his feet on the seats

A man, with a determined face, stepped inside the old, creaky bus that was headed towards Setealém. The bus was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of the wheels grinding against the uneven road. The man, despite feeling a chill run down his spine, clutched his belongings tightly and took a seat near the window. As the bus journeyed deeper into the forest, the man could feel the sense of unease growing stronger. The bus rocks gently with each uneven terrains, causing the man's heart to race. Shadows danced on the walls, and he could hear the faint sound of twigs snapping outside. Suddenly,

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