Driving through torrential rain was very torturous. The rain thumped
on the bonnet and the wind whistled along the curves of the car. The
trees were waving frantically in the wind as if to attract the
attention of passing cars. Like the night, the winding country road
grew longer and longer, darker and darker with every passing hour. The
bright headlights pushed back the darkness, which immediately returned
to haunt the rear of the car. The darkness seeps into the car and
hangs heavily over the back seat.
Twenty one year old Natalie had just passed her driving test and this
was the first time she was driving back from university by herself.
Natalie was quiet relaxed driving through the night, occasionally
leaning forward to peer through the window screen to have a better
view of the road ahead. Moving the dial across the radio stations
Natalie came across a familiar tune. She started tapping her fingers
on the steering wheel to the beat of the music. Suddenly the music
stopped and then a man’s voice on the radio announced, “This is an
urgent news bulletin”. He mentioned that a lunatic had escaped from
prison. Natalie switches the radio off and picks up her mobile phone.
She rings home “Hello dad, how are you.” “Yeah, I should be home in
three hours. The weather is atrocious so I have to be careful I just
thought I’d let you know I’m on the A50 and should be home by 10:30.”
“I love you dad, give my love to mum, bye.”
In her own way, anxious Natalie gave her father details of her route
without making her father worried.
As she put her phone down, the phone slips and lands on the front
passenger side and starts making a loud and annoying beeping sound.
Still driving, she stretches over to the phone. Momentarily she takes
her eye of the road to look for the phone. “Bang” the tyre bursts as
the car hit the kerb. She slams on the brake and stops the car.
Natalie, scared of the thought of getting out of the car to fix the
tyre, switches off her phone and decides to continue until she finds a
After approximately fifteen minutes of slow careful driving Natalie
comes across a secluded garage. She stops the car in the garage yard
and notices a light coming from a shack in one corner of the yard.
Natalie winds down her window and shouts for attention in the
direction of the shack. No reply. Natalie puts on her coat and gloves
and gets out of the car. The yard is wet and muddy and she notices
numerous dark cabins lining the yard. She goes over to the...