The Last Bus on Route 114

At 11:40 p.m., the last No. 114 bus sets off right on schedule.

Veteran drivers all say this bus carries the dead, not the living.

I took the job as a substitute driver for the high pay, never knowing that I’d been marked from the very first minute behind the wheel.

Midnight weeping, passengers who keep boarding over and over, an old stretch of road that never ends, shadows that multiply at every stop...

The passengers grew stranger by the minute, and the world outside the bus grew more sinister.

I thought I’d merely encountered a ghost, but I never imagined this bus was hiding the deadly truth behind a tragedy from ten years ago.

On this journey, the road ahead leads to death, and the road behind leads to doom. If you want to get off, you’ll have to pay with your life.