Disclaimer: The characters, places and events mentioned in this story are inspired from a real incident, well, actually, inspired from a claimed-to-be-real incident.
The deserted stretch, deep in a slumber, unassumingly betrayed the bustling city that trampled it frantically in the day. A car approached the intersection at a cautious speed the thick fog cover of a chilly winter night of Delhi would allow.
As it advanced towards the crossing, the driver faintly noticed a female figure amidst the mist walking ominously towards him in the middle of the road. Her hooded posture was upright and stance was frigid. The white aura she wore while she almost floated made a chill run down the spine of the driver. He slowed his car down, not sure if he did that to avoid running over her or to just delay the inevitable rendezvous he was inching towards. The car’s FM chocked at the very instant.
The figure, as if under a demonic possession, sprung in sudden motion. Moving menacingly right in the middle of the road doing a dance of mortality, it leaped and quivered towards the divider and the sidewalk. Flustered with fear the driver accelerated in desperation and managed to just drive past it speedily. His leap of faith just seemed to have paid off as the FM somehow regained consciousness.
Still trying to accelerate while keeping an eye in the rear view mirror, he wiped the beads of perspiration off his forehead. The car suddenly hiccupped and stopped. He checked his ignition switch, looked in the rear view mirror and saw nothing. His blood froze…
Frenzied, he turned his keys in a series of anxious coercive attempts. Painful seconds ticked by as he kept noticing his car’s reluctance to start and glimpses of that scary white shadow in his now-covered-by-heavy-breathing-mist rear mirror.
Finally the ignition gave in under his persistence.
A narrow escape. The driver didn’t dare to look into the mirror; fled the scene with his remaining few guts and a sleepless night afterwards.
(As narrated by my friend Sumit after one of the days on which he had to take off late in the night.)
(This is the first part of a 2 episode series. For the concluding part click here)
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hmm... i am inclined to geuss sumthn sinisterly funny in part two... just somethin thats tickin in the back of my head that sys "this guy wont wste his time writing horror.. now wud he?"
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