Morgan's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he sped through the winding roads towards the Moonlight Mirage cottage in the darkness of night. The roar of the engine in his ears matched how fast his heart was beating. His eyes were fixed on the road in front of him, darting back and forth between the moving shapes of the trees.
The darkness enveloped the surroundings, making it difficult to see the road ahead. The headlights cut through the blackness, illuminating fleeting glimpses of the path as he pushed the car to its limits.
The urgency in his movements was clear as he maneuvered the car with precision, moving through the traffic and making sharp turns with care. The wind blew through the open windows, bringing a feeling of dread and expectation with it.
As the car approached the unfamiliar entrance to the cottage, Morgan slammed on the brakes, bringing the vehicle to a screeching halt.
