Jinny felt her grip slipping, yet stubbornly she refused to give in to gravity or the inevitable. She thought of Jamie and Debra, would they survive? What of the others?
One hand slipped off. She screamed in pain and frustration as she struggled to hold on with just the remaining hand.
One jolt from the bus and she was falling backwards towards the open emergency exit doors.
By chance or luck, she manged to grab the back of a seat, a pain running through her shoulder as she did, but the force of gravity dragged her backwards, her grip losing the fight centimeter by centimeter.