FromGruesome Cargoes blog, a blog about early 20th century "horror fiction," Binns wrote a story called The Last Trip:
“I would have died long ago if it hadn’t been for her. I was blown up and shot to pieces … they brought back what was left of me, and put me away. I waited my chance until tonight, when I came to find you!”
The blogger comments:
The late bus from Pacific Street to Lewis. Butler is first irked then increasingly terrified as the journey proceeds in sombre silence, save for the mantra “Driver, I want to get off here” when one of the passengers wants to disembark. Eventually, there is only one man left, who pulls a gun, introduces himself as Death and says he wants to go to Woodland Cemetery.
Essentially a precursor of Dr. Terror’s House Of Horrors‘ framing story, this would have made for a great EC strip.
Ok, that does sound creepy.