There was something eerie and chilling to the bones about finding this old dead Chev dumped deep inside the woods. While Jane had seen deceased, decrepit vehicles rusting into the dirt on local farms, she’d never seen something like this in the woods before. As she cautiously edged towards the car, she almost leaped out of her skin, as leaf litter crunched under foot and she remembered a story about young lovers who disappeared without a trace. She thought they’d been driving a Chev, but how had it resurrected from the dead? Why now? Where were they?
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97 Words.
This has been another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff-Fields, where we write up to 100 words to a provided photo prompt. PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Spooky!
That’s eerie.
My questions are the same as the narrators! Spooky indeed.
Oh dear, and where are the bodies? Creepy.
I think the bodies might be found in Iain Kelly’s take.
Ah! Car has a history. Creepy.
We used to have several such abandoned cars up near our extended family cabin along the Russian River in northern Calif. and they were always an inspiration to the stories that must still lie dormant in the seats, or (gulp) the trunk.
Fun stuff Rowena.
Gah! Run for it! 🙂
Creepy!