The Bullys Dark Obsession

It was about 2 hours inside the bus when the bus docked at the bus station where I alighted with my belongings that I had packed in one suitcase and dragged the suitcase to where the cabs were located. 

" Excuse me, sir, will you drop me off at Hillcrest University? " I inquired, since Mother advised me to ask, since it was my first time traveling by myself and I wanted to be sure if he would be taking that route and with all the stories of abduction, I feared for my life.

" Yes ma'am, Let me have your luggage to load it into the car boot. " The driver inquired for my permission and I hesitated a while before I raised a question to preclude the awkwardness that I had caused a second ago. 

" Sir, how long will the ride be? " I inquired as he placed my luggage on the boot before I opened the back door of the cab and pushed myself inside holding my pulse firmly. 

" It will be an hour, ma'am, and I am just curious, are you enrolling in Hillcrest University as a teacher? " The driver inquired as he tried to create a conversation before the engine started, and we hit the road. 

No sir, I am enrolling as a student. Why do you ask? I inquired, curious since I heard a lot of weird things about this campus. 

" I just thought that they had wrapped up last month with the enrollment of students." The driver stated baffled.

Well, I have no explanation for that whatsoever. Could I verify something? I asked reluctantly, but I needed to be sure that what I heard was true, since the four years of my career I learned from the feedback I would get.

 Yes, Ma'am. What would you like to verify? The driver inquired

" Is it true to what people say about the campus that there are weird things that go on? " I inquired in a soft voice. 

" Well, people say things, but I have never come across anything to verify those rumors. " The driver stated

" How long have you been on this route? " I inquired curiously.

" Around 10 years. " He stated

 That means you have a full good history of this campus, I inquired as I reached for my notebook and pen from my pulse. 

" Yes, a bit of it. " The driver stated.

" And from where did those rumors come from? " I inquired, trying to dig in-depth as I put my pen on the paper to take some notes down. 

" I am sorry are you a reporter? " The driver inquired.

" I am sorry, Pardon. " I asked, dumbstruck by the sudden drift of the question. 

" Are you a reporter? " He repeated the same question.