"We're here," the driver said, pulling the taxi to a stop.

Morvienne exhaled lightly, the faintest smile curling her lips. "Thank you so much, kind sir. I really appreciate it." She glanced at the clock on the dashboard, twenty minutes remaining.

As she opened the door and stepped down, the man watched her carefully from his seat.

"Are you sure here is okay?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern. The road was quiet and almost eerily. The dim street lamps weren't helping either and they even seemed faulty.

Morvienne looked up at him, eyes soft. "It's okay, sir. Don't worry. This is exactly where I was going. It may...