No evil, but still a nightmare. Emptyness and loss loomed - passion, love, hate, disgust, comfort; all the music of life... gone.
She remembered driving a car. Her passenger one with lustre. Glowed.
Was imperitive to deliver her fare, but she lost her way. Fear rising as her own map not helpful, though her passenger seemed to know exactly where Mary was... where to be.
Mary shook herself awake. The fear dissipated and though haunting, she remained an athesist.