The driver licked his lips nervously, attempting to relieve his anxiety by striking up a conversation with the passenger in the car. "Miss, what do you do for a living? Your attire suggests you're a white-collar office worker, right?"
The woman passenger at the back seat remained silent for a long while.
The driver gripped the steering wheel, glancing back at her quickly.
That glance, pure horror filled his eyes.
The steering wheel slipped from his panic-stricken hands. He didn't even have time to hit the brakes, and the car veered directly to the right.
There was pitch darkness in that direction, as if countless hands were stretching out from the darkness, waiting to devour their prey.
"Bang!"
The car hit something, giving off a loud crash.
The car headlights trembled a bit, then went completely out.
The surroundings plunged into darkness where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
"Aaaah!"
