The Bus (Continued)

As the vehicle's engine slowly thawed and the bus pulled away from the stop, Lindy began to take in her surroundings. The interior of the bus was similar, for the most part, to the other BPTA buses that contstantly cycled through the city on their seemingly endless routes. It was similar, except for one thing.

"Hey, is that a GPS device?" Lindy asked the driver, glancing at the small screen positioned next to the steering wheel. She was seated too far away to actually see it's contents, but could tell that the driver was referring to it as he drove.
"Nghh." It seemed the driver didn't have much to say on this topic, either.

Lindy shifted in her seat, mildly annoyed by the silent driver, and just beginning to defrost from the cold outside. She wasn't eager to leave the warm safety of the public bus, but she could see that she would soon have to face the icy winds again, as they were rapidly approaching her stop and . In fact, they were approaching a bit too rapidly; the bus didn't appear to be slowing at all.

"Excuse me, mister. I think you just passed my stop!"
"Nghh." Oh God, not this again.
"But I have to get off the bus! I have data at the lab that needs to be collected at exactly 4:30!" She prayed that this idiot driver wouldn't make her so late that she would have to run her experiment all over again.
"Don't worry, it's been taken care of." Lindy was shocked, she had expected another grunt.
"Wait, what?"
"Don't worry, it's been taken care of." He simply repeated himself, a bit incredulous that she had not understood him the first time. Lindy did not respond, she simply stood there with her blue eyes wide and her mouth agape.
"Sit down, Lindy. You've got a bit of a ride still ahead of you."
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" Lindy asked accusingly. But it seemed that whatever spell had animated the driver for those few moments had already been broken, and his eyes were fixed once more on the road ahead of him.
"Nghh."
Lindy sighed in response.