The Accident Part 5

 "How is this possible even? They're all gone. Their dead bodies are gone. How?"

"This is strange though to me too. It is."

After minutes of thinking my brother shifts in his chair, exhausted, and breathes out- "maybe there's something to do with the bus driver."
I ponder on it for sometime and...it can be true.
I open the file and to the page where a picture of the bus driver is glued to the right topmost corner. He looks so damn strange. It almost gave me the jitters.

 
He's smiling wide showing his teeth at the camera in his 30s. This is so childish. There are so many freckles on his face as if he must be crying every other night. And big damn eyes. No one's eyes are that red though. Deep cut scars all over, in a fight of death? Staring deep into his details can cause your brain to swivel. I don't want my brain to swivel.

"What's in there?" My brothers asks breaking my contact.

"Ah, yeah." I look into the important details.
"His name is Mark Awlyn and he has been a driver since he was 31. Kinda looks unexperienced all through the years from his accident rates in the town. He didn't have a family nor children. No friends. No academic records. Seriously, how could they let him drive when he's so nonsense? Don't the conductors check the bus stand drivers pass before moving on on that Demy Town bus stand? I guess they do right?"

"They do. They..do. But I guess.." he spells out drawing himself closer to the file and pointing out the.."he was a PSYCHO."

Me and my brother exchange glances and jump out our seats to move around for air.
We cry out together, "THIS IS SO MAD!"

My brother drives to the police station while I lay processing every other word of Mark in that file.
The report say that he had a lot of mental disorder. Bipolar (its the worst for me). And he had DID, its so damn hard. Maybe his one personality could drive cool and passed the driving test for his main one. It proves for all. Everything he's ever done and every accident he has ever been in. He was not declared criminal ever in any case, even if it was his fault. And this proves if the accident was not and accident.
He always got out of danger because of his another personality.
He had 4 personalities in total. 2 crossed. 1 near to ok. And the other unknown.

I couldn't make out when we reached the station. I take my bag containing that file and the moment I was about to get out, my memories...hit. And I stood still.
"What happened? " my brother.
"Is the driver responsible for the wreckage on the bridge?" I say still looking down at the cover of the file.
"Maybe, we don't know it yet though. It will be clear in the station once."
"Is he responsible for Judy too?" This time I head right to look up at my brother.
"If he is, he'll not be let go. Now let's go."

I get out and for once and all, I want revenge for the very first time.
For I still don't know where's My Judy.