She saw a vision of the bus crashing, and everyone on board dying. She tried to shake off the feeling, but it only intensified as the bus approached a particularly hazardous stretch of road.
Rhea tried to warn her friends, but they just laughed it off, thinking she was pulling their leg. "Don't be so superstitious, Rhea," one of them teased.
As she dug deeper, Rhea encountered others who had also survived their own 'final destinations.' They formed an unlikely group, bound by their shared experiences.
How's that? I can generate more if you'd like.
But Rhea was insistent. She begged the driver to take a detour, to avoid the danger that she could sense. The driver, however, was adamant that he would stick to the route.
