Inanimate Insanity Cabby Novels & Stories

JhayV: "The cab is here chief, thank you for calling us and providing us with an announcement and additional duties and I will never let you down, sir" WayneZ: "What he said chief" CapWolf: "Break a leg boys and adieu" The call ended as the cab stood in front of us. The coolest thing I have seen once at my age is a cab with no driver running the cab. So we peek through the glass and the only thing we saw was seats and high-tech screens. I was the first to unlock the door before entering the cab but as I pull the knob - the door lifted itself not pushing itself in front of me and then slips to the side.

The pet he had kept at his side for so long had grown a temper and dared to bite its master! Consumed by frustration, Justin didn't notice the cab trailing his car at a distance. Candice sat in the back seat inside the cab, having witnessed the entire scene. Her fingers tightened slightly on her lap, and a sense of unprecedented crisis washed over her. Why on earth was Serena Judd still haunting them even after leaving Farrow Corporation?

"Baby what's going on?" he asked sitting at the edge of the bed, "What's going on as how?" he understood what his partner was talking about but he wanted him to elaborate more on his question. "This place is really scary and I'd be lying if I said, I'm not getting more scared, by the second what is up with this cabin?" "I don't know much but I know this place is full of mysteries and its starting to unravel bit by bit. First, it was Elena Martins the ghost, then the other unknown ghosts and Ruth's injury. Oh and my mysterious, lost in the wilderness situation." he heaved a sigh.

feeling that forebodes a really bad accident or a violent holdup, what the veteran cabbies are fond of sharing. The cabbie (Ray, as introduced by his ID hanging with the rosary) has had his own psychic moment tonight for the first time ever. It came with the most mundane sign: the car radio wavered to another station just as he picked up a fare. From mellow, cruising light rock, it fleetingly turned to growling and disturbing death metal. The first thought that entered Ray’s mind as he laid eyes on Septimus was that he had a deadpan, inscrutable face that’d be perfect for playing poker. The mint-fresh Manchester Imagay mask is as smooth as a babe’s ass or an adult face pumped with Botox. Mor

’ A passer-by looked at her with eyebrows raised, and she suddenly realised she stood stock still in the middle of the pavement and had said the words out loud. ‘Madame, ça va?’ ‘Oui, ça va, j’suis bien fatigue, c’est tout.’ ‘D ’accord.’ The man slipped back into the stream of people coming and going, and Lala was surrounded by the fronts and backs of dressed bodies, marching, and in a restless, latent paranoia, believed she could hear their whispering thoughts. Each mind a maelstrom, a vacuum, a sadness, a joy. Lala’s knees felt weak under their weight. She found a taxi and got into the back, grateful for a sense of purpose in being driven far away.

, She said but the cabman snickered at her statement. "You said you want fast money right? I can take you there", The man said and increased the speed of the car. Ann's heart began to beat out of her chest when the cabman refused to drop her. "I said you should end the drive", She demanded but instead, the man pressed a button and the windows of the car automatically rolled up. Ann began to panic, she had no idea where this man was talking to her and was scared that she couldn't call out for help. She knew no one could see her through the dark tinted window, so she just gave up trying to escape.

She took a cab to return home. At first, the ride was calm. The streets were crowded but quiet enough. Judy held her belly and watched the city pass by. Then, suddenly, the cab started making strange noises. The engine rattled violently. Smoke began to rise from under the hood. The driver cursed under his breath. “Oh no… not now!” Judy’s heart began to beat fast. “What is happening?” she asked nervously. “I… I think the cab broke down,” the driver said, panic rising in his voice. “We’re in a… a dangerous area. Please stay calm, ma’am.”

He began to hum an old lullaby as the engine purred to life, and he followed that little, blinking light into the night. ***** “You sure about this place, man? It’s giving me the serious creeps.” The cab driver shifted in his seat, eyeing the pitch-black wall of trees. “I’ll be quick,” Ian promised, forcing a shy, reassuring smile that felt like a crack in glass. He paid in cash and slid out of the car. The cabin was a silent, hulking shape against the starless sky. Unlocked. The door swung inward with a groan that sounded too much like a warning.

There is only some oddly dressed cab driver that has taken us to this rather disgusting warehouse with the foulest stench. Now I do believe that my beloved is taking this one fairly well; as for our dear Vampire Hunter, well, I do not know if he is irritated or terrified. At the best of times, the man's face is rather hard to read. Then again, the Windchaser boys come with the very same package; therefore, I do believe it is a Hunter thing. So as I try to whisper in my beloved's ear, this rather annoying little cab driver keeps telling me to remain quiet. Well, he can count himself very lucky, for I would have slapped that annoying face so hard it shall spin beyond tomorrow.

Finally, at a red light, he stopped and collapsed over the steering wheel. He became choked up with tears. "How could this be? They must've gotten it wrong!" He looked up and banged his fists against the wheel, roaring, "Impossible! It's impossible! I don't believe this!"