Chris drove behind Nance, staying about 60-70 feet away. There weren't many cars on the road, but Nance didn't notice her following him.
Looking at Nance through the window, it could be seen that he was talking to someone while driving. He kept moving toward the shotgun seat and his mouth seemed to be moving.
Was there someone there?
There shouldn't be one. At least, she couldn't see anyone from the back. It wasn't possible unless the person wasn't as tall as the seat or was a kid.
This was impossible though. She'd been following Nance the entire time, but Nance never stopped. No one came on midway either.
Nance's behavior was just very strange.
Suddenly, a car from the other direction drove past with far headlights. When the lights shone over, Chris felt her vision blurring. The next moment, she saw a woman's figure sitting beside Nance.
The woman turned and looked at Chris.
"How is there a woman in Nance's car?"
