From: LUNiAC@hush.ai   
      
   Was on an old double decker bus. The bus was going over a cliff or off a   
   bridge. I was upstairs, and told everyone to hold on   
   to something. The upstairs had no roof, and I hung onto the seat, while my   
   body reeled through open air. As we hurtled toward the ground,   
   everything slowed down, and I saw an object in the sky. It was some sort of   
   circle and something about number 12.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)