The claws on the paw were unsheathed. All black and sharp. You panicked as the Lion dropped his paw over the bus slowly. From the other side the claws reappear as he curls his paw over the bus. You gasped as with a horrific ripping sound the claws cut through the metal with ease and shower you with shards of glass. The claws and paw curls up, removing the sides and roof of the bus. You rolled out from under the seat, it was no longer safe here. You look up into the face of the Lion. He looked pleased with the fact he'd uncovered you. You looked for an escape route. The back of the bus was of course crushed but it looked like you could crawl under the crushed roof. There was light shining through a big enough gap. Behind was the demolished door that would take you towards the Lion. The sides were jagged and sharp. You could jump over using a seat but if you was to snag yourself or worse slice yourself open on the jagged metal. You made your decision. As the Lion growled softly and started to lower his head at you...
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