August Brown

The flight to West Virginia from Florida was fine. The weather was good and comfortable until the plane landed on Richmond IA. The place is covered with snow and the jacket that I am wearing didn't help.

I shivered but start searching the right plackard at the arrival area. The instruction said someone will picked me at the airport and drive me to Sussex. My eyes continued looking until it stopped and finally found my driver. His name should be August Brown, and it was correct.

He is a middle aged man and just by looking at his uniform, indeed he is a driver. He's wearing a yellow polo with 'Suss Cab' printed on the left side of his uniform. I hurriedly approached him, since the cold is really uncomfortable. The driver immediately took my luggage and led me to his car, a black Chevy Malibu to be precised.

"We'll be in Sussex before nightfall," he said as he starts the engine.

"I will really appreciate it if you'll turn on the heater," I requested in a kind tune.

The driver smiled. "Yes, of course."

I smiled back. "Thank you."

Now, the next instruction is to send a message to Aleria. I must inform her the name of my driver. "Excuse me, sir. Can I borrow your driver's license?"

"Oh yes! The lady informed me beforehand. Here is what you need, miss." His profile had matched, thankfully. I gave his license back and sit comfortably at the back.

"Thank you, Mr. Brown."

"No harm done. Let's bring you to Sussex safe and sound." With that he goes back to the steeringwheel and drive off.

I tried to stay awake during the first two hours of the trip. I busied my eyes watching the scenery along the way but my eyes just hot tired and heavy. They have closed on their own accord and I was brought into the dark land of dreams and nightmares.