High in the mist-covered mountains, where the wind whispers and the trees bend as if listening, there lies a rusted old school bus — half-dangling from a cliff, wrapped in vines, frozen in time. Its once-bright yellow exterior has faded, leaving a ghost of what it once was, evoking curiosity in all who stumble upon it. No one really recalls how the bus got there. Some say it was an accident, while others think it was left behind by travelers who vanished without a trace. But the real adventure unfolds when the mountain itself seems to come alive. A giant white python, its scales shimmering with stunning golden patterns, moves silently amongst the trees. This magnificent creature coils protectively around the bus, guarding it as if it holds a secret meant only for those brave enough to discover it. Its ancient presence adds a layer of mystique to the scene. Inside the bus, colorful birds nest among shattered seats, flitting in and out like lively storytellers, while a massive black spider makes its way cautiously above, sensing something alive beneath the rusted metal floor. As the sun sets and the sky turns to shades of orange and purple, the wind howls louder, shaking the grass and trees around. The serpent stirs again, coiling tighter, almost as if it’s giving a warning. Those who venture near this cliff edge often return... changed, while some seem to disappear, leaving the mountain to keep its secrets hidden away. 🌌✨