Finished!

Out of those lame mountains. Finally.
We descended from the mountain through a cloud, and our bus started to slip off of the road. It hit the side rail, and sparks flew from the right side of the bus. The bus continued forward, but the top started to tilt to the right, and slowly led to an uncontrolled topple of the bus.
It creaked, and everyone started freaking out. People rushed out of the emergency exits on the top of the bus, and Jason kicked all the windows out. Everyone escaped nicely, as the bus nearly fell off the edge. We called for help, which came unmindfully, and at a slow pace. Soon help arrived, and in the blink of an eye the bus slipped away into the dense fog. Down the mountain. Into a tree. Out of sight.

Our stuff was salvaged, and everything turned out all right.
And that isn't true, because I am currently unconscious because of a gas leak.