"You chose the right taxi to be in on a night like this..", the taxi driver said with such mischief. He looked at us through his rear-view mirror with an evil glint in his eyes. "E-excuse me? W-what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Of all the times I've ever heard her speak, she's never stuttered. Ever. My heart started to race. If she was scared, then I was terrified. The taxi driver laughed, but it wasn't a sincere kind of laugh. It was a cold, dark laugh. I looked to the side and saw my mother gazing back at me with large, frightful eyes. She reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze. That's when I knew we were in trouble. ~~~ It's winter break, the perfect time to have a family vacation in the most popular city this time of year; New York. Everyone in Mack's family seems to be ecstatic for the trip, whereas, although she's happy to be going, Mack has a dark feeling in the pit of her stomach about the trip. Is that dark feeling foreshadowing something, or is it just her?