I received a phone call at 2 in the morning, the man was crying on the phone, begging for help and I hadn’t had a case for a while.
But something was drawing me there…
I packed my suitcase and started driving towards his cabin, the closer I got, the closer I felt it. The presence.
“turn back” a voice whispers in the car, I look out the windows, at my rearview mirror, but I don’t find anything.
“Turn back” the voice gets louder, I look around again…nothing
I look at the rearview mirror, a woman sat behind my backseat, she was pale, eyes completely black, there is foam coming out of her mouth.
“turn back” her voice comes out raspy, I ignore her and start saying my monologue over and over again, when I turn around she’s gone.
I let out a sigh of relief and turn back to the road when I notice a pale young woman in a nightgown, I swerve to avoid her causing the car to flip over and crash.
I bang my head against the window and a huge gash appears on my forehead, blood woozing down my forehead. I try climbing out but I’m stuck underneath my seatbelt which is jammed. As I try to take off the belt I see a pair of pale feet walk slowly towards me. I kick at the car window repeatedly until the frame shakes off it’s hinges when the woman’s pale dirty feet appear beside my head outside the window. I freeze and remain as quiet as possible as to not alert the young pale woman. A pair of old decripid hands peer at the edge of the window frame and rips it open with a weird zipping sound.
My eyes connect with a pair on yellow and red eyes with black eye slitted like a cat. The eyeball glow bright red until my eyes droop and my head falls onto the ground with a thud.
Blackout.
