My friends ask me these weird questions like
if you feed rice to birds will they blow up
and
if You eat Pop Rocks and drink Coke will your Spleen explode.
If in your life you have worked as a Mortician and you write stories about Vampires who accept proposals of marriage at a drive-in then you should be patient when people ask you questions that they probably Google in the middle of the night when everyone else is asleep.
So the question of the week, for me, was the story about the guy in Cananda who was riding on a bus and for reasons that only he might be able to understand- he took out a knife and then stabbed and killed his seatmate.
After
he decapitated his victim.
One of my friends asked me if I had heard about this and I said yes I had.
And then I thought I was going to get questions about knives and do I think demonic possesion was a possiblity in this case.
But for once I got a real question, ” So, I’m not asking how he did it…like, why would he do it? “
And then I realized this wasn’t a conversation about a macabre crime…I was having a conversation with a friend who rode the bus everyday to work and we were talking about an incident that did not happen on a movie screen or in a computer game or on the pages of a ‘graphic novel’.
This terrible crime happened on a bus to a real person like us.
The victim and his murderer- were just two guys on a bus going to someplace else and then their worlds ended the minute that knife came out.
I can’t explain why- from the darkest places in my imagination-that place where all of my strange stories come from-
I just can’t imagine
why.
Irregular Bones 
Another question. After the other passengers got off, while the man with the knife was hopping around inside the bus waving a decapitated head at people outside the bus, why did the other passengers stay there next to the bus? It is not like this was an idle stop over and they would be getting back on that bus to resume the journey.
Myself- I go into survival mode at the drop of a hat- but I’ve been around people who lose it at the sight of a nose bleed-
I guess there was no room in their reality for something like that…you know…a guy waving around a severed head- for them it just could not be happening.
So maybe for them- it wasn’t
The mind, when presented with something so horrible, folds in on itself. These people were probably so traumatized that they froze up and given they were in the middle of nowhere it may not have occurred to them to get away from the bus.
Can you imagine the PTSD that’s gonna set in on those passengers?
I’ve been thinking alot about this too. It’s an incredibly disturbing story that belongs to the scenes of A Jeepers Creeprs or Rob Zombie movie. Where it would seem safer.
Just getting off the bus calmly would have been a challenge in itself. The only thing to do after that would be to stop and not think.