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Mystery Man
Somethings will always stay a mystery — fictional short story
Fog hung in the air. A thick blanket that couldn’t be removed. The moon cast an eerie glow through the gray clouds hugging the ground. Tina couldn’t see more than a few feet in front of her. She couldn’t imagine how horrible it was for Dale, who was driving.
“Watch out!” She covered her eyes with her hand and waited for the inevitable thud that came when you hit something.
The car swerved left, and Dale slammed on the breaks. Tires squealing as they slid across the wet pavement rang in her ears. They finally came to a stop, and she dared to lower her hands. A quick glance out the back glass revealed nothing.
“Are you ok?” Dale’s strained voice brought her out of her daze
She nodded her head and looked behind her once more, waiting and hoping to see someone walking down the road. Nothing.
“I’m going to get out and check things. Ok?”
“No, Dale. Don’t go. Just call the cops.” Fear pumped through her veins, sending blood rushing to her brain and making the world spin around her.
“It’ll be ok. I have to check and see if I hit that guy.” He stepped out of the car and grabbed his flashlight from under the seat. “I’ll be right back.”
