I am still trying to comprehend what happened, but let me try to put this into a few words. This is not your regular horror story; this is a real life horror story. I know you won’t believe me, but listen, this shit, this is a true story..
Few nights ago, I was driving home from a party in the city. I had a few drinks… yes, I was driving anyway, that’s what we do here. So I was driving back home through the desert, where one part of the road goes through uninhibited area with no lights whatsoever. It’s pitch-black darkness out there. All you see is the narrow curvy road with your car's front lights for all eternity. The sky is black here; the moon and stars are well visible, free of the city’s light pollution. Now remember all those horror movies you’ve seen and use your imagination, it's creepy as fuck out there at 3am in the morning, all alone, in the middle of the desert.
I looked at the clock, it was 3.03am, it takes a second to draw attention from the road to the clock and back to the road. When I looked back, I saw a figure ahead, a person standing in the middle of the road, so I slowed down. But the person didn’t move, ‘it’ (at this point I couldn’t see if it was a man or woman) was standing still on my way. I was able to see that ‘it’ was dressed in white long shirt, which isn’t uncommon where I live - local men here wear a long white dress called kandoora, a traditional daily wear. I was just wondering why is ‘he’ then standing in the middle of the road in the middle of nowhere!? I was trying to keep as calm as possible, but it wasn’t going so well. I drove even slower and contemplated turning back or maybe speeding ahead to pass ‘it’/‘him’ quickly. But then maybe ‘it’ needed help, maybe something was wrong.. Would it be wise though for me to stop being a girl, alone in the middle of a desert at night with a stranger? Even if it’s a stranger in need.
And while I was thinking, I was getting closer and was now able to make out that it was a woman, in a white long nighty, with her (black) hair down, falling around her face, partially covering the face. She was barefoot, and it’s really cold nowadays, even in a desert winter is cold. She still stood in the middle of the road, looking from under her forehead and long black hair at me. I got as close to her as I would dare to come, about 10 meters between her and my car. My heart racing and pumping blood as if I am about to die, then I felt it sink into my stomach, my body hair rising. This is a proper horror movie scene happening to me in real life and having watched a lot of it, I am still not prepared for it and do not know what is one supposed to do in a situation like that. I just knew that I was enveloped in terror and I could feel it in my blood, and all over my body, even in my hair, I could taste it in my mouth.
I stopped the car, paralyzed with fear; I felt my tongue stick to my teeth, my mouth being really dry. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t. I wanted to drive away, but I couldn’t. I wanted to jump out of the car and run, although that was probably the worst idea at the time. She started to walk towards me and I my heart raced even faster and now sunk to my feet, my hands started to shake, and I felt a silent tear fall down my cheek. She was getting closer. Closer still. And when she touched my car, she climbed over the boot and with an unnatural jump zoomed into my face screaming, her face distorted with evil, her eyes were red and skin as white as snow. Black sharp teeth in her mouth. And her scream wasn’t human. I screamed with her, I screamed from the top of my lungs, tears bursting out of my eyes. Taken with fear and terror, I felt myself dying at that moment, I thought my heart had exploded. I shut my eyes closed and continued to scream and cry. Then I heard that she stopped screaming.
I kept my eyes closed; as I was too scared to open them. I cried realizing that the encounter I had was not a natural one, and it was not a human woman staring and screaming in my face. I acknowledged that if I tried to drive away, surely it would get me anyway. Fighting it would be pointless as well. Even keeping the doors closed didn’t make sense, because whatever it was, it would definitely find it’s way in. I knew that if it is here to kill me, it would, I can’t outrun it. I thought about my life, I am still young, only 33, I had a tough life. I’ve lost a lot and was still trying to recover, there was a lot to look forward to, but my life isn’t the easiest at this point. And who knows how long it would still take until I can call myself happy. The fact was, I decided, that dying was not at all the worst option I had. It is much harder to live, trying to find what you are looking for, trying to make sense of things and trying to make ends meet. So I gathered all my strength and reason, and opened my eyes..
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