What a Man Encounters on a Midnight Road: “Last to Be Left Behind After 5 Minutes,” A Short Horror Story Collection

This road, you see, is haunted.

Shielding his eyes from the glare, Mr. A looked at the car, only to find that it was a taxi. Moreover, it seemed to be empty.

Seizing the opportunity, Mr. A waved his hand to stop the taxi. The car glided smoothly to his side, came to a halt, and the door opened. As he got in, the driver, a friendly-looking man in his fifties, smiled and spoke.

“What’s a gentleman like yourself doing out here alone at this hour?”

The driver was a small man in his fifties. Mr. A explained the situation.

“Ah, that’s unfortunate. To fall asleep and miss your stop on the ** line, of all places, at such a late hour. By the way, where can I take you?”

“Could you take me to a hotel in ** city?”

The driver acknowledged the request and started the taxi.

“Well, you know, you’re quite lucky. I had some unavoidable circumstances today, which is why I’m driving down this road at such a late hour, but usually, I wouldn’t pass through here at night. Really, you’re quite fortunate.”

“You’re lucky,” the driver repeated, with a tone that clearly hinted at something.

Curious, Mr. A asked, “Is there something about this place?”

The driver responded, “Oh yes, there’s definitely something. A lot, in fact.”

He exaggeratedly nodded his head.

“This road, you see, is haunted.”

Without needing to ask further, Mr. A already had an idea of what the driver meant.

“Haunted? Do you mean ghosts?”

“Yes, yes. That’s exactly it. This place, you know, is famous among locals for being haunted at night.”

“What kind of…?” Mr. A began to ask, but just then, the driver slammed on the brakes.