Silent drive
Their drive was silent, with the man largely unresponsive to Robert’s questions. “Where are we going?” Robert asked again, but got no reply.

He tried a few more times, each attempt met with the same silence. The man seemed focused, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
Robert gripped the steering wheel, his mind racing with possibilities. “What am I getting myself into?” he wondered.
The tension in the car was palpable, each minute stretching endlessly.