"Slow down!" I yelled from the back of the bus. The guy in the isle had scrambled back to his seat. I could see a small light ahead. We were almost out. He sped up some more and I closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I opened them and we were out of the tunnel, but still going fast. We hit a sharp turn and I fell out of my seat, a long with the rest of the people that were sitting on the right side of the bus. The bus began to slip and slide until we came to a final stop. 
"Y'all alright?" He said, turning around and looking back at us. I groaned, rubbing my head and pulling myself back up in my seat. One of the soldiers began to curse at him and call him all types of names. The driver ignored him and slowly started to take off again.