I Am Not a Passenger
Created | Updated May 12, 2019
I Am Not a Passenger
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| "I can't stand it! It's here again!" "Don't go mad, Jack, it's probably just an hallucination." "It's alright for to say, you can't see those sightless eyes or smell that rotting flesh." "Calm down, we'll stop at the next lay-by." Jack reached for the door handle. "I can't take it anymore!" Tom grabbed him by the jacket collar. "Stop it, you'll kill us both or you at least!" Ivan had lain in his grave for weeks, months, years. He had watched as his body rotted away, day by day. It was all rather boring really, so he decided to go for a walk... Strolling around the graveyard he noticed a young girl or more interestingly, she noticed him and began screaming and shaking. "Hmmm," he thought, "this could be an amusing idea..." After days, weeks, months of this, he caught sight of something in the distance. Slowly he drifted towards the sound of the traffic and the rest as they say, is history... |
