Paranormal Whisper- The Last Passenger of the 108.

I was 43 when I agreed to cover a night shift for a friend who'd gone on holiday, and I thought the worst part of it would be the hours. I had never worked nights before, never driven those empty roads with the city half asleep and every bus stop looking colder than it should. At first it just felt unfamiliar, the kind of quiet that makes you notice every sound and every movement a little too much...