Ghost Rider in the Night
It was late at night and I was driving down the highway. In my headlights, I saw something white, human-like, moving by the roadside. Apparently a ghost!
There I was, dressed only in my thin nightgown, alone, in the middle of nowhere, at 2 AM. I was desperate and totally helpless. And freezing!
By midnight, my wife got tired and decided to go to bed in our camping trailer, but I decided to keep driving a few hours more. With little traffic and nice music on the radio, I enjoyed the peacefulness.
I made a big loop around the phantom, but when I heard a call for help, I turned around.
I hesitated to wave the motorcycle down, but I had to. I explained my situation to him, he told me to hop up behind him, and we took off.
After a few hours’ driving, I needed to tinkle. I stopped the car and stepped outside in the dark for a minute. An hour later, a motorcycle approached me from behind. But instead of going past me, he slowed down and drove next to me. When I looked out, I was terrified! An ugly, red-haired, bearded, viking-looking biker was staring aggressively at me. And behind him on the MC, I saw a ghost in a white, flapping sheet! She looked as horrifying as him, waving and screaming like a mad person. And even more scary was that she had taken on the appearance of my wife!
When we caught up with the car, I drove close so that the man would see his wife and stop. But he just kept driving!
I screamed at my husband to stop the car, but he just stared at me with blank eyes. As if looking at a complete stranger!
The problem started when he stopped the car. I woke up and thought he had found a place where we would stay for the night. When I stepped outside the camper to talk to him, the car door slammed shut and he took off without me!