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Haunted Road.

This is a true tale I experinced it myself. I was driving along highway 66 on my way home from a Rock and gem show. I go to these to teach people how to carve soapstone mainly kids. But that’s not the point of this story. This story is about The Highway. I was driving in my vw bug on the way back home from the show late at night. There were no other car’s around so I was driving a bit faster then normal. There was a light fog so I had my high lights on to see better in them but I still was the only one on the road so I figured it was ok for me to drive Fast. Not like there was anyone for me to worry about and I really wanted to get home and rest.

While I was driving I kept seeing something odd. Being rather paranoid at times I figured I was just seeing things since I never saw an actual vehical driving. This area has been known to Have people speed along it so a lot of little animals get hit. But there just animals they should learn to stay out of the damn road. Yet again I am getting side tracked.

While I was driving I noticed a lot of lights and this part of the road had no street lights. I eventually though end up seeing a single motocycle drive past me at high speeds. Since I saw another driver I slowed down a bit to be careful. Suddenly the motercycle is parked infront of me no lights on. it looks broken down. the driver is trying to move it off the road his helmet still on I can see his leather cloths as I swearve to try to miss him and barley manage to do so. When I look back he’s gone his bike and him are gone. I look around seeing no sign of them and decide to keep driving kind of spooked out.

I was driving for about 10 minutes nothing but forest on each side of me. I thought the entire scare was over that I was just tired and imaganed it. After the 10 minutes passed I noticed something coming off the hood of my car hitting my windshield at first I thought it was water but noticed it was red it was blood. I screamed and pulled over quickly getting out to check thinking I hit an animal but the blood was gone there wasnt any on my winshieled either. Now extreamly shoken up I got back in my bug and kept driving.

I want to make sure you understand I am not making any of this up. I could never thing of something like this. It may all have been a dream and thats what I would have thought if it stoped there. But It didn’t the night it keept going. This was the longest night of my life. I am just greatful to still have my life.

I had now been driving for an hour since the blood incident and saw nothing.. but hat was the problem now there was nothing to see no signs no nights just the tree’s and road. The starts the moon they were gone. It could have been cloudy but no road markers or signs either? that is far from normal I no longer knew where I was at times I even saw what looked like faces peaking out from the trees. each face was diffrent but they all had the same horrid look of terror on there face like they knew something I didn’t and I wish I never would have known.

I Finnaly well at the time thought Finnaly started to see some lights but soon I realized I didn’t want to see these lights it was the biker’s light riding beside me but the biker wasn’t there.... it was only the bike and helmet riding no body! I drove faster scared not careing if something got in the road anymore if an animal ran into the road that would be a blessing since it be something other then what I have seen! I would happily swearve to miss that animal then thank god for something normal for once on this crazy road.

I drove for what felt like hours as fast as I can. I for the first time decided to check the gas to make sure I was ok... it was hard to explain what I saw... the gas gauge wasn’t what I saw that is for sure it was a diffrent gauge where the gas gauge should be. it was filled with blood isntead no dail and it isntead of an image most gas gauge’s have this one had an image of a person there. I looked at my other gauges they looked normal only the gas gauge was changed.

I was now am on the verge of hysteria. this is all a dream right? nothing can be real... why is this happening to me? what did I do to deserve this? I didn’t hurt anyone! I never hurt anything! these thoughts went through my mind at the time. I guess it’s a normal thing for anyone going through a traumatic experiance to think only of how innocent they are and never of what they could do to deserve it. But none of us are truly innocent even if we think we are we have all done something that harmed another.

I think I have harmed many in my life in reality. I cannot say for sure but if I think of all the times I got something then someone else may have been without it because of me. Even the most innocent act of kindness to one could have harmed another. So mabey I deserved what had happened to me that I will never know for certin.

I tried stopping and walking into the woods afraid maybe the car is what is cursed. All through out the forest I heart a creepy laughter and now and then I would hear the voices taunting me “you can’t run from us.” is what they said. who are they? thinking back on it I would have to awnser the dead. the one’s who never made it off that road.

Now I may actually for all I know not even be off that road. This could all just be a dream and in reality I am stuck on that road with all the dead. I wont ever know for sure but if your reading this then you will know you can at least know for sure that I am freed from that road.

But you Probaly want to hear more of the story not my thoughts on things. As I by now was running through the forest covoering my ears with my hands I screamed for them to leave me alone the dead faces all laughing and pointing at me they all started to look the same I couldnt tell if they were ever human anymore but I didn’t care either I just wanted to get home. but no matter how far I ran I never got out of the forest. Not untill I Decided to head back to my Vehical and it was a lot shorter distance to get back then it should be I was running for a long time but it took me a few minutes to return. Did I even really run as far as I thougt? I dono honestly it felt far but in this place everything was screwed up.

I got back in the car and locked the doors not sure what else to do. I looked at the gauges and the gas gauge was normal again. mabey I imagined it before. I started the car and drove on hoping to get back home now that it was normal. But I could only hope with what happened to me next.

As I was driving I started to calm down because I had seen some mile markers I figured I must be free by now! I was dead wrong. Soon I saw a road sign that normaly would have told me how far it was to the next town but not this one. this one only told me one thing. NO WAY OUT. In huge red letter’s thats what it said. I think the letters were blood. I can never tell you if it was human or animal but it was fresh I could see it dripping down the sign.

Now once again scared I keep driving not looking at anything now. I glance at gas gauge to see my tank is oddly still oddly full. Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth I decided to just take it as a blessing and keep going. Still all around me on the sides of the road I saw them the dead. they were now waving to me almost as if calling for me to join them.

I shiver as I drive watching them beckon to me. There face’s are starting to look so familure. My mother father and even my sister’s face is among them. but I know it can;t be them there alive home waiting for me to get home as well. I will make it home I have to make it home. I want to see my family so much my real family not the fake’s out in the woods I wont let them fool me.

I was suddenly startled by the apearance of a deer that ran out infront of me. I hit the breaks as hard as I could while trying to swearve to miss it but soon as I am about to hit it the deer looks at me and has the face of a man then vanishes laughing. I end up driving through just smoke nothing there it is like there was never a deer. I got out of my car and looked around scared but I had to make sure there on the road where the deer with the human face stood was now a puddle of blood.

I quickly ran into my vw bug and locked all the doors now to scared to even try driving I thought it may be best to wait for daylight and I curled up in the seat to scared to sleep at first. I don’t rember how or when but I did eventually fall asleep in that seat. I dreamed of being home with my family hugging them telling my mother about how the show went.

I wake up abruptly to the shaking of my car I look out the window and scream. There stareing in is a face of a monster. All around me are face’s all the same monsterous face! there eye’s are white there skin is gone all you see is there mussles under the skin so red and bloody. I rushed to start the car but the engine stalls. I keep trying though I don’t rember how long it took but the engine started up and I was off again away from those faces.

I don’t rember when I did or why but I looked back in the rearview mirror and there I saw him the motercycle rider that started this all. his helmet still on. He leaned forward towards me and wispered in my ear “keep going keep driving or next time you stop I may just kill you.” he then laughed and was gone from the back of the car.

I look around trying to find him then when I look in the seat beside me turning to face the front I see him there sitting in the passanger side seat. I drive silently not sayign anything and for a while is quite as I hate to use this word but death till He decides to remove his helmet and talk. at first I don’t even hear him talking all I notice is half this man’s face is gone but it’s not empty where it is missing either a ghostly like thing is there replacing the missing half and for the half still there I can see what looks like a sad man. It’s odd the half thats missing looks evil as hell while the half that’s there is kind and sad almost like it dosen’t want to do this to me.
“I once rode this road you know.” he says his voice oddly gental. “I loved to ride my motercycle along this road.” he tells me then turns to look at me. “but then some asshole speeding down it killed me!” he says his voice now earily creepy and cruel comapred to before it is like another man is talking. “I swearved to miss you so why are you doing this to me? I tried to stop for you when I saw you. and I know I never killed you I missed you.” I said to him.

He stares at me for a moment both sides glareing what felt as if right into my soul as if posibly judging me. Then the crule voice spoke. “you still were speeding as if this road belonged to you!” then the gental one spoke. “If you cared for more then yourself and getting home you may have stoped for us.” he says

I then scream at him. “What the hell did you expect?!? I looked back and you were gone!” but by then he just had a creepy grin and put his helmet on as if he hadn’t even heard what I said. “survive my game and I will let you leave untill then your in my hell girl!” he says and dissapears. I looked out my window on the drivers side and saw him riding again others joining him.

Thinking back on that I probly was screaming at him in fear hoping he would let me go after seeing how scared I was. I dono why I would think that would work he’s not even alive why would he care if I was scared he probily was enjoying the fear I was showing. All I could do was do as he said and survive his game as he called it.

I looked outside my window trying to put on a brave face bit I highly doubt it looked anything close to brave. It probly looked scared shitless would be the best words to describe it. I kept driving staring at them and they soon drove past me leaving me alone on the road for now.

I drove for just a few moment alone which I was more then thankful for the alone time from them when it had started to rain. at first I thought nothing of the rain. after all rain is a normal thing usualy right? This rain though wasn’t normal. I know your probly gonna think I am gonna say the rain was blood I wish it was that simple. If it was blood from the sky I would have been scared but it would have been less damaging.

what I thought was rain turned out to be insects. at first just a few with how dark it was and how fast they were hitting I figured rain drops But I was so wrong they started coming faster and faster to where I noticed I was having trouble seeing through my windsheild I turned on the whipers though it didn’t do much good they kept comming there were so many eventually that I could hear them buzzing. They were so loud it was maddening. The insects soon covored my car all of them buzzing I screamed forggeting I was driving and covored my ears causing the car to go out of control and crash in a bush along side the road.

I woke up a bit later to find the bugs gone but there was a mesage left for me on the windshield out of what looked like my oil. It read get the car moving or die. Right infront of my car the biker stands holding a lighter and flicks it on. I Smell the scent of gasoline in the air and Realise if I don’t start driving agian soon he is gonna ignite me and my car on fire.
I Got out and pulled all the brush from off my car as fast as I could worried he was gonna light the car the moment I showed any sign of not trying to drive. by now I am exhusted by all that has happened and I can’t even try to get some rest. As soon as I got the Car free from the brush I got back in and tried starting the engine. When the engine finnaly starts the Biker throws the ligher at me and I imedently reverse and drive off in fear at the time just thinking I gotta get outta there while I can not even thinking the fact the lighter probly wont stay lit if tossed my mind is racing how do I get out of this how do I survive his game.

So many thoughs raced through my mind during this time though one thing stoped going through my head a long time ago. that was the fact I thought I was innocent. I stoped thinking that I dono why I did mabey I somehow knew that eithre I wasn’t innocent or that it didn’t matter even if I was. this thing was out to torment me and when he was done probaly kill me. That was the only thing I was sure of.

I started to wonder though why was he doing this? were the others really there or just a trick on his part. I wasn’t truly sure if they were real or ever where real. all I know was what he said to me to be perfectly honest. did he really want to kill me? I kept thinking about how the human looking half was so sad looking. When I was thinking this the creepy voice of his rang in my ears reminding me how horrid it sounded almost like he himself was trying to tell me not to even think of the other half.

I kept thinking of things over and over again trying to think if he said anything that would explain all this but none of it did. I know I didn’t hit him so he wasn’t doing this to me to avenge his death. If all the dead I see outside my window are real and were alive at some point then he has done this to others before so that prove’s he isn’t just after his murderer anyways. The more I thought on things logicaly the more I started to calm down. I mean there was no true logic to this but if there was a way to survive and escape this hell I had to figure it out.

The road kept going straight for miles it was at this point that I just noticed it never turned once. I was a bit surpised that I didn’t notice at first but with all that has happened I didn’t have the time to calm down enough to notice anything that was scarying the shit outa me. But now I have noticed this road has not only been dark but straight as well. I looked on both sides of me there was only two things to see forest and the dead still out there as if waiting for me.

I kept stareing out the window at the dead wondering if they experinced the same things I am now. Does he keep them here so he isn’t lonley or does he keep them here to torment them. These thoughts were some of many that came up when I looked at them. when I turned to look back at the road I had to slam on the breaks and come to a stop someone alive looking was standing there waving me down. A bit unsure if I should trust them I lock my doors though unless they really are alive then locking my doors would be usless.

They ran over to the passenger side door and knocked on the window. I looked around and noticed there car wrecked. Afraid but not wanting to be alone I opened the window a bit. the person had there face hidden by the hood of a jacket that was a bit to large for them making it hard to tell what they were. “Take off your hood or the door stays locked.” I said and the figure nodded pulling down there hood to reveal there face.
Before me stood an older looking man probly around his 60‘s. He introduced himself as Trucker that has been on this road for a few days now and that I was the first living person they had seen the entire time. I asked him where his truck was and he told me. “I gone ran outa Fuel in her. I found that there car and the key’s in it and took it to try and get outta here but I as I started out again on this here road I got a flat tire and lost control crashing.” I decided to let the trucker in figureing it was better then being alone. Besides if it was a trick that biker proved he don’t need me to stop for him to get in. The trucker thanked me and got in and closed the door and told me it be best to keep driving. Not seeing any argument to that I started driving agian.

After a few minutes the trucker started to talk. “I had a hell of a couple of day’s. First I am running late with a delivery due to having to take a detour cause of road work so I took this road rather fast cause I wanted to get home early this was my last shipment for the month. Then while speeding down this road some stupid biker ends being broke down. Unable to slow down enough by the time I saw the lights I swearved to miss the stupid bike and hit some dumb animal instead missing the bike. Never saw the stupid animal just found it’s blood all over my truck’s front grill. Reckon the rest of that critter fell off the truck and went under.” He goes silent for a moment as if continplaiting something. He then continues. “Then next thing I know as I am getting back in the truck I hear sirens. Damn biker probaly called in the dead critter. I started driving agian not time to deal with the cops over a stupid critter and then suddenly the star’s was all gone.” he says.

During a time of Silence I go over the thing’s he said and rembering what the biker had said to me my face goes white as I realise there is a chance this trucker is who killed the biker in the first place. but all the dead I had seen are more then a few day’s worth of dead. I looked to the trucker and asked. “when was this shipment of your’s due.” He blinks at me and says. “that there is an odd question girlie but it was due on the day of December 16th.” he says. That date I was driving home was march 9th. “what was the year?” I asked him wondering now how long I was really traped here thinking it was december already. The trucker looked at me oddly. “well that there is an even odder question but off course this year 1996.” He says. “what wrong there girlie you look white as a ghost.” he comments which I wasn’t surpised at all about the Show I was driving home from was the year 2010. This man he had been in here for almost 14 years. “Umm nothing I just dislike all those dead I see ouside the windows waving at us.” I awnser afraid to tell him the truth. “I don’t see no dead out there. And dead don’t wave girly.” He tells me which sends a chill down my spine. Only I was seeing the dead waving at us.

We went on for what felt like hours in silence. I had no idea what to say this guy. He thinks he has only been here a few days and he has been here at least 14 years. who knows if I was really here just for the first day or so. I may have been here for day’s week’s month’s even years. Hell with all that has happened I may have even gone back in time for all I knew. Heck it could be we both are exsisting in our own times while still able to see each other. there are so many posabilities that the only thing I knew for sure with this guy was that he was the cause of this all he killed that biker.

The trucker starts to look as white as a ghost the same look I probaly have had since I heard the date that he was sapouse to get his cargo to it’s location. “what’s wrong?” I ask him wondering if now he can see the ghosts or mabey he see’s something I can’t. The trucker looks at me. “don’t you see that there?” He asks me with a shaky voice pointing right infront of him. “he Is looking right at me.” the trucker states. I shake my head. “I don’t see anything. what is it you see?” I ask him. His eyes’ widen “are you blind girlie?! that there right infront of me! It aint got no face!” The trucker says. I look still unable to see anything infront of him but I don’t doubt it to be there since I have seen strange thing’s. It’s funny you think I would still be scared by now I think though at this point I am so scared that I no longer am or I am in denial at this point one of the two.

The trucker kept just stareing at the thing infront of him in fear till I had to slam on the breaks smoke billowing from the back of my my vw bug. Worried that posibly a fire started somehow with the engine. with all that happened I wouldn’t put anything past it. I looked at the trucker. “watch for anything strange.” I said then decided to add. “that may be trying to do more then just watch us.” I then went to the back and checked the engine waving the smoke away. The smoke soon cleared out and what I saw next no longer surprised me. I was expecting a fire to be honest but that wasn’t what happened blood poured out from the carbaraitor. The blood then started driping down the front of the car out of the spout to the fuel tank soon blowing the lid off the spout blood spraying into the air. I quickly got in the car knowing that there was nothing I could do but get away from the blood to keep from getting anymore covored in it.

The trucker with obviously seeing the blood looked at me. “Your cursed!” he yells at me. “I am getting outta here before you get me killed girlie!” He says and opens the side door running out only to get hit by his own deisel truck. His body breaks into parts flying everwhere one even landing on the windshield. This causing me to realise yet again that all this is real causes me to start screaming.

I then feel someone shaking me the trucker yelling sitting next to me. “hey hey girlie snap outta it you ok?” He asks. I look around hyperventalating and notice not only is the trucker ok but there is no blood either. I looked closer to the trucker my breathing calming down some. The trucker looks to my hands. “girlie are you ok? ya bleeding anywhere?” He asks. I look down at my hands there is blood on them. There wasn’t before that nightmare. I looked back to the trucker and notice Wound’s on his neck almost like his head was glued back on. It was then I realized that all really happened. It wasn’t a nightmare.

The trucker looked me up and down. “I don’t see any blood on ya anywhere else girlie. Must have been something you touched when ya checked the engine in that there back of the car.” He says looking concerned for me. “wan’t me to drive for a bit? you look like you could use a nap.” Not wanting to let the guy responsible for this I shake my head and smile. “I am fine now I just saw a dead racoon stuck in the engine and pulled it out.” I lied to him figuring that would work which it seemed to he seemed satisfied and I continue to drive saying nothing and the trucker stayed quite as well.

Thinking back on all of that stuff with the trucker I kinda pity him. He was locked in his own hell it seemed and he seemed to never know it untill it was to late. I wondered if he could ever try to redeem himself to the spirit of the dead biker. But that biker may just have enjoyed making people suffer and never would have accepted an apology no matter how sincer it may have been. But that trucker may have also known what he did and just didn’t want to admit it one will never know the truth a person hides behind there mask that they wear to fit in among everyone.

Though most the time we almost never saw the same exact thing there were a few times we did. One of the thing’s we both saw always was the biker. Everytime that biker showed up the trucker would scream in fear saying that he has had enough the biker is gonna kill him again. but when the biker was gone from site the trucker could never rember saying that stuff no matter how much it happened.

One of the times the biker showed up went like this. while I was driving the biker suddenly apeared infront of us riding his bike. The trucker then started up. “Oh god no! don’t let him get me again girlie! he there is gonna keep killing me! He keeps killing me with my own truck no matter what I do! I dono why he does it!” I tried this one time to talk to him about it telling him. “he is only doing to you what you did to him. You killed him and didn’t seem to either care or notice if you had went back for that poor animal you thought you hit when it was really that man.mabey he wouldn’t be out to get you.” but it was to no avail. “BullShit Girlie I didn’t hit no man! and that ain’t no man after me! that there be a demon!” After that the biker looked back at us and even though his helmet was on I swear I saw him give me a grin almost a knowing one as if saying he will forever suffer for what he did and never accept the truth. Then he drove away from us into the forest almost hitting a tree but when he would have hit it he disapeared. And the trucker calmed down and looked at me asking. “you say something girlie?” I shoke my head. all the other times I tried asking him about how many times he died by the bikers hands or by his truck he always awnsered. “I never died girlie you be talking crazy again.” and with at it would be silent again.

This type of stuff happened many time’s and ended the same with him forgetting. it only ended when something odd happened. The dead in the forest kept beckoning for me to join them the trucker though was able to see them this time. He looked out at them not saying anything as if frozen with fear of what he was seeing. I soon saw why he was frozen with fear. we were going 60 miles per hour and they were walking up to us like we were sitting still. I still remember his screams echoing at the moment they grabed him forceing him through the window it only opened a small crack. The sound of him screaming will never leave my mind or the site of him forced through such a small crack blood gut’s everywhere he screamed in pain begging me to help him but tryign to pull him back did no good his leg came off in my hand. By the time they pulled him out he was in so many peices the screaming had stoped but he wasn’t dead or mabey he was and just being tormented while dead. The screaming didn’t stop due to him being dead though it stoped due to him not habing the vocal cords to scream with.

I shivered as they reached in grabbing his leg and pulling it out this man I am sure he felt every bit of pain even from the detached parts that they caused. all that was left was the blood in my car. looked out towards him he had one eye that stared right at me still in it’s socket only a small part of his face left entact. that eye begged for help but what could I do for someone who was cursed on this road. that eye it looked around then looked back at me untill one of the dead grabed it and this part very gross. That dead ate it and looked to me grining as it crushed the eye between it’s remaining teeth. when they finished devouring the trucker all but one left. one pointed forward towards the road as if telling me to keep going and so I did.

I honestly wish I could say that was the last I saw of that trucker but I would be lieing if I did. I saw him a few time’s after that but I will tell you about that part when I get to it. I grabed a jacket I had from the back and started trying to clean the blood up while driving. I kept my focus on the road while doing so most the time. one of the times I looked down to check on how the blood was coming more so if it was coming out I noticed it was gone. the jacket was clean like the blood was never there. I was relived to have the blood gone but I think at the same time I wish it wasn’t it would have been a sign that what I saw happen was real that I wasn’t going insane.

I though didn’t meet only the trucker and the biker. After I had met the trucker more people that I figure were dead started coming out of the wood work I think they were trying to trick me. After the incident with the trucker I refused to let them in untill one time they used a weakness of mine agianst me.

Covored in blood a woman ran out infront of me in her arms what looked like a small child. I imedently stoped not wantign to hit them an instinct in me even though logic would say to just keep going there already dead. The woman walks over to the driver window and knocks on it to get me to roll it down. I at first wasn’t going to but then the small child turned and looked at me.
I quickly rolled down the window worried what if the child wasn’t dead? what if they both were alive? I couldnt chance that even though the smart thing would have been to just keep driving. When a child is involved though I don’t think logicaly of myself I think what I can do for the child. Before this incident I often went out of my way when I saw a child to just try to make them smile whenever I could.

I opened the door and looked at the woman. “get in I can’t stop for very long.” I said. But the woman shoke her head and just set her child down in the passanger seat. It was then that I noticed The woman’s face better. It was so sad looking the life in her eye’s was almsot gone her blood matted hair had made it hard to see from a distance. I looked at the womans cloths where she had once held the child she was gravley wounded a hole in her torso. I dono if the woman was already dead and a ghost or was one that didn’t make it. She looked at me with pleading eyes. “I am done for. Please just get my daughter out of here. No matter what happens please don’t let her leave your side.” She says and closes the car door then walks into the forest to die.

The girl started crying and screaming. “Mommy! no come back mommy!” I looked ahead of me and started driving again. as soon as I did the girl’s screams had gotten louder. “No we can’t leave without mommy!” she cried pulling to open the door. I quickly grabed the door before she could open it. “It’s to late for her. your Mommy’s last wish was for me to get you out of here.” I said though the girl didn’t understand fully and kept screaming. I wasn’t surpised she didn’t She looked to be about 3 years old mabey 4. All of this had probly been far to much on her.
Unable to spare the time to make her understand sadly I stoped the car again and used my jacket to tie her arms up so she couldn’t open the door the young girl screaming the entire time. I can’t blame her she thinks her mom is still alive back there and probaly is seeing me as some sort of monster trying to steal her but I couldnt just leave her to die as well and if we stoped to long he would show up again. Everytime I stayed stoped for to long he showed up threatening me. Once I tied her arms up I seatbelted her in and went back to driving hopeing she would understand later on.

After about what I think was half an hour of her screaming and crying she passed out and slept.
Relived that she stoped struggling and screaming I kept driving. I wasn’t happy jsut that the noise stoped but that she won’t be able to hurt herself while she slept. And it was best for her to sleep with what I saw soon after. The dead were all alongside the road reaching for the car. There was something diffrent this time though they all had her mother’s face calling at me crying. I shivered and kept driving it felt like they were almost saying give back my daughter. But I couldn’t I promised to protect her and I was going to do what I Could to keep this child safe.

When they seemed to learn I wasn’t going to stop for them the dead stoped trying to get the child or scare me. But I wish they had kept aiming to scare me. They changed there goal while the child slept things were calm but when she woke up Hell let loose on us once again using my weakness of wanting to protect the child. Normaly I wouldn’t want to call wanting to help a child a weakness but when for all I knew this child was just another ghost being used against me it became a weakness and this road the biker was going to use it agianst me to there advantage. But while it was a weakness as long as the child herself wasn’t one of the monsters out there she was also a strength. When I am around a child I hide my pain and fear to protect that child the best I can.

The girl woke up after sleeping for a few hour’s and she had luckly calmed down but the look on her face was horrid it was empty. I can’t blame her I don’t even know what she had seen before this and her mother was gone dead now. She looked at me with those empty eye’s and said. “mommy is gone forever isn’t she.” SHe says then looks down. “I know she can’t be with me anymore. the bad thing took her.” I nodded wanting to cry for her. She just stares straight ahead now. I use one hand to untied the jacket so she has her arms free and keep driving in silence not sure what else to say to the poor child.

After that things got horrible like I said before all hell broke loose. The tree’s on the side of the road shifted taking on her mothers form reaching for the car scratching it as they grab at it. The girl though dosen’t scream or cry now broken. The fact she didn’t react was worse then if she had started crying in fear. The fact she had seemed so numb now to it all was horrid what had they done to her and her mother before I got her from her mother.

The torment towards the girl kept coming yet she didn’t respond to it. The tree’s kept reaching and scratching at the car the road itself seemed to be all that wasn’t after us. Her mother at one point walked right out into the road. I was about to swearve when the girl’s eye’s went from numb to harsh and cold. “kill it! it killed my mother! Kill it!” She screams in anger knowing that thing wasn’t her mother and now just wanting revenge. She grabed the stearing wheel and forced the car to run into the thing that looked like her mother.
I looked at the girl who still had the cold look in her eyes. “Kill them all. make them pay.” She says. the thing we hit just vanished right when we had hit it. I looked back to check and see if it was back there but what I saw was the biker standing in the road. I guess he took on her mothers form and didn’t expect this outcome because he just stood there stareing back at my car as I drove.

The road had stoped after she did that for a while but the girl’s face was still so cold and angry hatred in them for what this place had done not to her but to her mother. “you know being angry is understandable but if you let it consume you then your mother would be sad in the afterlife.”
the girl glared at me. “Mommy is dead because of this place. Daddy would want me to make them pay.” She says. “your daddy?” I ask her. She nods. “we were going to see daddy when we crashed. thing’s attacked us and mommy saved me. She told me to tell daddy she sorry but she can’t come home again.” tears now rolled down the childs cheeks her showing signs of sadness. I reached one arm out to her and pulled her towards me holding her. “it’s ok I will do what I can to get you home to your daddy. then you can tell him what your mom said.” I told her and she burried her face in my shirt crying agian.

I drove as she held on to my shirt. “will we really make it out of here?” She asks me here eye’s still cold but at least sad as well. I pet her head her black hair a mess from all that had happened. “I will do all I can to try and get us back safley I promise you.” I told her. “don’t give up hope we have to beat this place so that your mom’s death wasn’t in vain.” The little girl nods. “I wont we will fight.” She says. “mommy protected me now I need to live. that was her wish.” The girl tells me. I simply nodded and was silent for a bit keeping an eye open for anything. I had before this child showed up started to think I would be driving here forever. My gas never ran out no matter how far or long I drove and as long as I did drive nothing actually harmed me. But this child renewed my will to try and escape. to think all I thought before was to just drive not to escape anymore but drive. I want to see my family as well and to do that I need to escape and not alone but with this girl.

I don’t know when but somehow I had fallen asleep driving. It wasn’t a deep sleep I could hear that girl yelling at me to wake up but I couldn’t wake. I knew I should be driving I am guesing the girl kept the car on the road. I thought at the time I never did ask for her name. soon I couldnt even hear her yelling though the dream it seemed so real I had made it home my family. They held me as I told them all I had been through. They were so happy to see me. We laughed and cried and talked some more. We after a while sat down for dinner together it was wonderful all my favorite foods were there. I started dishing up some mashed patato’s when I saw a bug in it I freaked some and looked up to tell my mom but she was more horid then the bug. Her eye’s were gone blood flowing from the sockets yet she still smiled. She asked if I wanted more and then her head fell off and it laughed and laughed. I looked at the food again it was insects and body parts now. I looked to the rest of my family they were all dead slaughtered like they were pigs or cattle. I woke up screaming in horror.

The girl jerked back when I woke screaming and shoke me. “lady lady! you ok lady?” She asks me. I looked at her breathing heavily. “It was a bad dream.” I said. “just a dream.” the girl looked at me. “Must have been really bad. you feel asleep driving.” She said and thats when I noticed one of her small hands were on the wheel while she used the other one to shake me earlier. “I am sorry.” I said taking hold of the wheel and the girl let go. “how old are you anyways?” I asked her figuring I could get to know her. She looked at the road. “I am gonna be 5 soon. Daddy was gonan throw me a party and we were heading there to daddy’s home.” She said sadly. “were your parent’s devoriced?” I asked her. the girl shook her head. “daddy was working he lived in an apartment and we were gonna move there when he got a house.” She says

I was silent for a moment not sure what to say that wouldnt cause problems. Her mom and her were going to live with he dad when he could get a house but now it wont ever happen. She will be lucky if she even sees her dad again but living with him with her mom is imposible. I looked to her and smiled. “whats your name anyways? I never asked.” I said. “my name is Karen.” the girl kept looking out the front window as she awnser. “Emmy.” was all she said nothing more. it was obvious she didn’t wana talk anymore so I left it at that.

Emmy kept stareing out the window almost as if she was looking right at something. I rembered the trucker stareing at something as well that I couldn’t see. I wondered if She was seeing something or just thinking. I didn’t ask since I didn’t want her to be scared if she was seeing something I couldn’t. I looked back to the road and my eye’s widen it was then that I saw what she was stareing at. both of us our heads were mounted on the hood of the car. I looked over at Emmy and she spoke. “I think we may already be dead. I don’t think I will ever see daddy again.” She says stareing at the heads.

I looked back at the hood trying to think of words to reasure her but it was hard seeing our dead heads stareing at us on the hood what else would one think but that there dead. “Mabey it’s another illusion Like your fake mom.” I then cringed when I realised what I said. I brought up a sad subject for her but I wanted her to understand we wern’t out for the count yet. She looked at me tears in her eye’s again and she wipes them away trying to put on a strong front. “Ya mabey it is.” She says and fakes a smile for me. It was painfuly obvious what she was doing. she was trying to be brave for me so that I wouldnt worrie about her just as I was for her.

I stoped the car suddenly almost hitting a sign that was placed in the road. the sign said get out of the car. I looked to emmy who’s eye’s showed she didn’t want to. I got out and went over to her side. I opened her side’s door. “lets go if we keep going in the car he may come for us.” I said. “no!” emmy yelled at me. “he will kill us like he did mommy!” I picked her up despite her argument and grabed some stuff from the back wrapping her in my jacket so she didn’t get cold and grabed a chisel from my tool’s for carving soap stone. it wasn’t much of a wepon but any wepon is beter the none normaly. Sadly though a gun probly would be just as useless as this chisel here.

As I Walked through the forest emmy by my side though still wanting to go back to the car I thought of my dad telling me to take a gun with me. “I wish I listened to him. Just had to think I wouldnt need it.” I said. Emmy looked up at me. “need what?” She asked. “a gun. My father wanted me to take one for protection but I didn’t listen.” I said. “that was stupid.” emmy said. it hurt a bit when she said that but I had to admit shes right it was. But it was to late now regretting this wouldnt do me any good. all that I could do is if I ever made it out was to listen to my father and not leave without a gun for a long trip again.

We wern’t walking long when I heard a loud crash the sound of metal hitting metal behind us. Both me and emmy looked back to see the bug ran over by the trucker and his truck. the man that said hes truck was dead and that I saw torn apart was driving agian. if I hadn’t seen that sign I would be in there with emmy and we both be dead. There is no second guessing on this I wouldn’t have noticed the truck in time to speed up or move out of the way. Emmy held on to me shaking scared. She obviously knew as well as I did that something just saved us but what we don’t know.

The trucker didn’t even slow down he just kept driving. When he was outta sight me and emmy walked back to the car to see what we could salvage. the bug was totalled that was obvious. I sighed closing my eye’s I had no idea how to get out of here without a vehical and the only other one I have seen was the trucker’s truck. Emmy pulled at my sleave. “karen look.” she said. I looked down at emmy then followed her gaze to the wreckage to see the bug restoreing itself as if the crash was being rewound but without the truck involved soon it was whole again but on the window was a paper that wasn’t there before. I grabed the paper and read it. It said I never said you could stop get back in the car and drive. I looked at emmy then the car the note was obviously from the biker. but then if he didnt want us to stop who.

I got emmy steated back in the car and then got in as well. I looked into the forest still wondering who saved us but saw no one. when I looked back at the road I saw a broken motercycle infront of us a few feet. his motercycle no doubt on that and then I noticed him there as well crawling off the road half of his body gone he was dragging his remaining half with his one hand. If this was visions of his last moments alive then he was defently only alive from shock. Soon his body collapsed. A car stoped at in the road. I guess they saw him by the light of the flares. they then got there cellphone out and dialed 911. after that the images were gone. I looked to emmy to ask if she saw that but I could tell without saying anything she did.

I quickly started the car up and drove just wanting to keep my mind off what I saw. Emmy took her seatbelt off and started rummaging through my stuff in the back. I didn’t bother to tell her to stop if it made her feel better then I would let her. She pulled out some leftovers from my dinner and sat down buckling herself back up. “let me see that.” I said and took the food checking it to make sure it was ok and then handed it to her. “as long as it looks ok to you as well you can have it.” I said. Emmy smiled some. a real smile from that girl finnaly. and she checked it as well. “it look good.” She says and starts eating it. I started to realize I was hungry as well and my stomach grumbled. Emmy split the leftovers in half offering me some. It wasn’t much there was just two hamburgers and some fried I had gotten to eat on the trip home but it tasted wonderful.

I felt better after eating. I had wished I got more but there was no way I knew I was gonna need it. I did keep a mini survival kit on hand always incase I got in a wreck so that I could wait out till help came but in a place even a cell phone didn’t seem to work and the only animal I saw was a deer with a face I highly doubted that would help me at all. all I had were some snacks and water. I guess it was better then nothing but real food would have been nice. Emmy was watching out her side window stareing into the forest not wanting to look at the road right now. I can’t blame her all the creepy stuff seemed to happen mostly on the road. that was the first time I had realized it I never saw anything cause any real harm off the road. Her mother for all I know got injured while on the road. the trucker when he was riped out of my bug it was on the road. when his truck ran over my bug on the road. when I was in the forest I may not have been able to get out of it but I never had any harm happen to me there only the dead calling to me and they never came near me. mabey only the road was dangerous. It if nothing else would be a place that mabey we could rest. only rest though escaping was already proven imposible through the forest.

I kept my eye’s on the road thinking over things. Was it worth trying the forest again was one of the biggest things the other who saved us from the truck. I doubt the biker would have done that I think he wants us to suffer and one thing I am sure of is if we die, that is if we haven’t already once and don’t rember, that we will be stuck here permently. the trucker proved that to me. he is here constantly dieing again and again.