Driving in the Dark

There’s a reason we’re scared of the dark. That familiar discomfort when you’re driving

alone at night—even if you don’t see anyone on the road around you. It’s instinct.

A warning built into your bones. Because there are things out there. Beings we can’t

explain. They don’t show up on camera. They don’t care about your pepper

spray. But they follow rules. Ancient ones. Rituals,

maybe. I don’t know where they come from or who made them, but I’ve learned

this much: if you follow the rules, they’ll leave you alone. I just never thought

I’d experience something like that behind the wheel of a damn cab. People think being