(Draft #10. Thanks to June Theriot! They picked this draft, and I was excited to finally finish this one! If you want to know what leads to this, you can read End of a Horror Movie.)

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Lindy is reminded very quickly that this isn’t a horror movie.

This is real life.

She gets her seat belt unbuckled, but Raya next to her struggles because of the misshaped side of the car. Her frantic pulling e...

TW: This story contains extreme violence and death. It is a horror story so please be advised before reading.

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Christine stumbled out into the middle of the street, her vision blurred by tears and panic. The night air was cold against her bruised skin, making her shiver uncontrollably. Her clothes, torn and dirty, clung to her battered body. Every breath she took was a painful reminder of th...

{In this story, the passenger is the danger, perhaps}

I sank into the seat and closed the door. Leaning my head back against the headrest, I heaved a sigh. That couple might have been the chattiest passengers I've ever had. They spoke nonstop with each other and me for the entire 70 minute trip from the airport. Truly exhausting, they were. Nice pair though, and rich for sure. The Ballantine is t...

Carl drove along the brightly lit streets, and saw a girl, standinng alone in a dark alleyway. No, it wasn’t a girl. It was a monster. The monster that haunted Carl’s dreams ever since he had seen it 10 years ago, right after his mother died.

Now the monster just stared at him. And suddenly, it was no longer a monster, but again a little girl. A tall woman walked over to the monster girl and took...

I had not pick up any fares this evening. It was after dinner time, so I was hoping ffor at least one or two fares at least. Otherwise this eveing would be a complete loss. I drove a cab three nights a week, usually one weekday and the entire weekend. I could make enough extra cash on the weekends, but the weekdays sometime I just drove around a few hours and then went home. Tonight was a quiet We...

The fog inevitably turned into rain, just as I had suspected, and just as I had feared. I had been traveling alongside the road for days, doing fine on my own, satisfied with the meager food in my carry-on and following the path I had memorized just a week before. The sleep was uncomfortable and few and far between, but it was only a day or two's walk until I reached my destination, so uncomfortab...

“Where ya heading?”

“1st and 6th street, please.”

The cab driver noticed the man’s voice was shaking. He didn’t say anything about it, just nodded in assent and began driving. 1st and 6th was a nice neighborhood, anyway. Much nicer than the neighborhood around City Bank where they were now.

Having done this job his whole adult life, he knew what someone who didn’t want to talk looked like, s...

(Authors note- This story has swearing, so if you are not comfortable reading

this kind of writing than please do not do so)

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I press on the brakes of the taxi and slowly slide to a stop. I spot a man coming towards me and absentmindedly press the button that automatically opens the car door like I do every time and turn around, but I don’t realize the panicked expression on his face until I f...

I can see the fear in her eyes

As I drive I can tell she’s squirming inside

She stares out the window and taps her toe

Her feet are bare with bleeding soles

She’s trying to run

Like so many others

She doesn’t understand

That she needn’t bother

Should I let her know

Or should I leave her be

‘Cause the only monster here

Is the one inside me...

“All right, where are we headed?” When he didn’t get an answer, Jesse Lawson twisted in his seat. He was shocked by how much fear he saw in the woman’s eyes. Correction, young girl. Maybe a teenager.

“I – I don’t know,” she whispered. She flinched and hid behind her scarlet hair.

Jesse eased his vehicle away from the curb. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel as he drove through the ...