school bus shooting

Date: 10/3/2017

I was adventuring somewhere with a group of people, and we were in a school bus. Our camp was a bunch of tents set up in this field, but the tents didn't have walls. They were really tall, so it was like an actual room. We had bunkbeds and chests. My roommate was my actual roommate irl. The leader of our group was a man who apparently was my cousin. He was really stuck up and pretentious. He had a painting made of him, which he kept in his "tent" with him. One of the things that we did was go to a church that was near our camp. The church only allowed up to ten members from any group to come in. I was picked to be one of our ten. It turns out, it was a reunion mass for my high school class. A bunch of people walked into the church in different numbers of people, representing how big their groups were. After church we all got in the bus and started driving back home because our adventuring was done. That's when my cousin pulled out a sawed off shotgun and started killing people. He shot a couple holes in the ceiling to show how perfect the gun is. He shot the guy in front of him in the head, and then the girl in front of me in the side. He shot at me, but I ducked. Eventually, there were only three people left on the bus: me, my cousin, and someone else. The third person had a gun of his own, and as soon as the bus stopped, we all got off, and he shot my cousin three times in the stomach, but only after my cousin shot him. When they both died, a group of firefighter-type people ran in and started cleaning everything up. They took my cousin's painting to a place where I saw that he was making people do another one for him. All the stuff from the bus got sorted and put onto these massive shelves. All the stuff on the shelves would be incinerated eventually, but for now, they had it all in this big warehouse. I'm pretty sure that that is the end of if.