As the arm fell onto the floor, its rotten flesh splattered all over the floor of the bus. With one swing, the door of the bus was now free to close without obstruction. Ambivalent to the wild symphony of pounding that the swarm of the undead performed on its windows, the bus took off, one puff of unburnt fuel at a time.
Alex collapsed onto the nearest seat, his breathless body leaving him and his axe to the whims of gravity. As he eventually picked himself back up, his eyes were met with the intense gaze of another soul, staring right back at him. He realised that he was looking at the window, and the eyes belonged to the decapitated head of a zombie, whose torso had likely gotten off several stops before. Now Alex felt cheated. For a moment he thought he had found a lover, someone to hold close in these desperate times. Another soul, running away to a different life after a difficult divorce (from its neck). But alas, the reason for its loneliness was the very same reason it had no means to give consent. Just as Alex broke into tears, being forever a loser virgin, he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Hey there." She sat down next to Alex. "I see you are maidenless. My name is Amber." Alex shook her hand, and Amber sat next to him. "People ask if it's because I'm a redhead, but the truth is, my title is because I am an orange.' Applause erupted from the back of the bus. Turning their capacious heads towards the sound, two blue-haired teenagers were cheering on Amber's bravery in coming out on Fuck Those Orange Bitches Awareness Day. Alex breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps now that the protagonists of this anime were on board, he might be a bit safer. Or he might get a free circumcision on behalf of the zombies. Either way, the future felt brighter.