Frank was a taxi driver in New York who had one rule: no weird passengers. That changed on a rainy Tuesday when a man with glowing eyes and a top hat got into his cab.
“Take me to the place where time bends,” the stranger said.
Frank laughed, thinking it was a joke. But as he drove, the streetlights flickered and twisted like noodles. Suddenly, the car shot forward — not down the road, but through it — and they landed in ancient Egypt.
Pyramids were under construction. Camels blinked at them. The stranger paid Frank with a golden scarab and vanished.
Frank returned to the same spot in New York, only five minutes had passed. But from that night on, every fare took him somewhere impossible: 1920s Paris, a Martian colony in 3077, Atlantis moments before it sank…
Each time, the same rule applied: drop off the passenger, get paid in something strange, and return… somehow… to the same moment he left.
Eventually, Frank stopped checking his watch. He just drove.
And sometimes, people say they see a yellow cab appear out of thin air… driven by a man who smiles like he knows tomorrow’s secrets.
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