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Now you're under control, now you do what they told ya! Now you're under control, now you do what they told ya! Now you're under control, now you do what they to-- A well timed bump on the sullen countryside road was enough to bring the girl out of her stupor, and apparently make her Discman skip. She shook the device gently, her meek attempt at repairing it with seemingly no result. With that, she slid it back in her bag and kicked her feet up on the passengers dashboard of the cab. This visibly irked the driver somewhat.

"Miss, I really don't want to ask you to keep your feet down but you're kind of giving me no choice here." He mentioned while trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"Chill out man, I'll pay for the upholstery on the thing if you've got a problem with it." Her neck craned to the side, looking at the dash as her large combat boots scuffed the siding."I'm already stressed out enough so just get me to the damn place and I'll double the fare, capice?" Digging her heel even deeper into the dash.

"Hey now! Treat the man with a little dignity girl! I mean, I'd like nothing more than to gut the little piggy myself but you're just being rude! Heh heh." The biting voice chortled, having to get its two cents in like always. "Besides, this trip is pointless, I don't know what you're expecting to find but I can promise it-"

"Shut it!" An annoyed Cassidy muttered, cutting the voice off.

"Miss?" The portly gentleman asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'll triple it, just get me to the town!" She shouted, deflecting her previous outburst.

"Oh! Um, yes ma'am!" He shouted back, excited at the prospect of the already sizable bill being tripled. "We'll be outside of Brior Hill in just a few minutes!" Reinvigorated, the driver stepped on the gas, darting toward their final destination.

Cassidy leaned back again, trying to keep her mind active, knowing that idleness would leave her vulnerable. She went back to her bag, retrieving one of her notepads and pens as she began to scribbled down some words. It wasn't anything particularly momentous yet but every single song of hers had to start somewhere. "Gut..the..little piggy-" She whispered under her breath as she wrote the phrase out, confident that she could find a place for it in her lyrics.

Religion had always seemed like the obvious catalyst to remove such a dark and hateful being but even the men of the cloth were baffled by the presence that refused to leave. Years of ritualistic exorcisms had proved fruitless, which the acts themselves were nearly impossible to hide from the public eye. Tabloids had reported, "Rocker Cassidy Kane attempts to talk with dead ex boyfriend." or other similarly trashy stories. That didn't deter her search but it did reveal more options. The operative one being Brior Hill. The claims were far from substantiated but they were numerous enough to peak the girls interest at the very least.

"Here it is, Brior Hill. Hurry up please, I don't want to get lost in this place." Quickly pulling the parking brake.

The sight out the window had only just been a bleak forest county, sprawling with tall pines to hide dark secrets. The actual town itself had appeared from the foggy exterior, slowly revealing itself to the pair just as the car settled. Cassidy watched cautiously out the window before turning to the man.

"I told you to take me to the hotel!" She said through her gritted bite, gesturing toward the foggy exterior in front of them.

"Miss, its right there." He pointed at the building that progressively became more and more noticeable as the fog danced away. "Please just get your crap and give me my money so I can get out of this hellhole!" It seemed as if the driver had finally found his voice.

Cassidy winced, wondering why the man wanted to leave so badly. "Sure, just help me with my luggage please." She stated bluntly, no hint of nuance in her voice.

The driver hopped out for a moment, retrieving his patrons luggage and setting it on the stoop of the hotel. "Now, payment." He held his hand with a flat open palm, waiting for the cash.

"yeah, yeah, here." Grabbing her bag, she pulled out a bank envelope and tossed it to him. Knowing full and well that the contents were more than enough to satisfy the man. "Should be plenty there. See ya."

As soon as the envelope was in his hand he started leaving, peeling off away from the sleepy town. Cassidy looked up, noting the structure as she carried two of her bags inside.
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