Start Time: 00:00
End Time: 03:20
Celeste starts using Uber to avoid public transportation during the lockdown. She becomes afraid after receiving the same driver three times in a row.
Publish Date: Jan 15, 2021
Celeste starts using Uber to avoid public transportation during the lockdown. She becomes afraid after receiving the same driver three times in a row. The uber driver, Brian, seems to know more about her life than she’s even mentioned. Could he be following her?
Dr Nicely. Living in a big city is a hassle, especially since the lock down. If it was like going anywhere with people is dangerous, I just don't see how I'm going to get to work safely. I told my mom via Skype, Why don't you just order an uber there considerably cheaper than a taxi and much faster than the subway, for The best part is that there are typically not any other passengers. When you go, you can request that, she told May. I never really thought twice about it, since it seemed like solid device. So I downloaded the app on Gotta Ride in only five minutes. My driver was a boarding 40 something man named Brian on. He made casual small talk with me as we drove. I was mostly checking my phone when we got to my destination. I thanked him and went about my way. E was 17 minutes early, not bad. Next time I needed to go somewhere. I tried the up again and noticed there was an uber only two minutes away. I was in a hurry, so I requested one. And once again it was Brian behind the will. You must live around here too, huh? I joked the first time we saw one another, it was raining and I needed to get home for a date. You know, is really no good fee, Celeste, Brian replied. I found not recalling that I'd ever mentioned that I was going for a date. Something felt off. It's only occurred to me that it seemed strange that it was the same driver again, especially since I was crossing an area. I didn't normally go Thio. Was he following me? Thanks for the tip, I told him with a smile as he dropped me off. Stay safe, Brian answered. Gave me another weird right E drank wine with my data. We watched Saturday Night Live thing. When it was time for him to go, He said he would call an uber because he had one too many martinis. I was laughing at Kevin Hart on screen, so I didn't pay it much attention as I walked him to the door. Then I saw the edge of the street. It was the same uber vehicle that picked me up earlier. Brian again. Maybe you should stay here, I told my date. Feeling uneasy about the whole thing. I would love to, but I have work tomorrow, he said, kissing my cheek. But uber driver gave this mean look because he got into the car. I thought him to text me, and he promised he would. So I stayed by the phone and waited for a reply. Made it home safe finally came, and I drew a sigh of relief. I was just being paranoid. We should stayed. I text back with a wink. You could come over here, he replied. I thought about it and decided to be bold. I grabbed a tight dress, changed and hailed another uber. A soon as I got in the vehicle, I told the driver where I was going and text him again on my way, when I heard the familiar ping of his phone, it was in the front seat and I saw Brian looking back at me as I looked down at the cushions in the car and realized there was blood on them, the doors locked. Where to