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Dark Night

Started by ralley72, December 20, 2011, 04:33:29 PM

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This happened about 6 months ago in Louisana on Hwy 57, just outside Dulac, a little town in the Bayou country of Louisana, and while it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, its supposedly for real.

    An Ohio businessman, Saul, Abandoned his disabled vehicle on the side of the road, and attemped to hitch hike. The night was pitched dark in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly and no cars went by. It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his face, Suddenly, through the sheets of rain, he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing ghost-like in the rain. It slowly crept toward him and stopped.
    Desperately needing a ride, Saul jumped in the car and closed the door. Only then did he realized that there was no one behind the wheel and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain.
    Again the car crept silently forward and Saul was terrified, but too scared to think of jumping out and running. He saw the car was approaching a sharp curve and, still to scared to jump out, he started to pray and beg for his life; He was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the bayou and he would drown.
     But just before the curve, a shadowy hand appreared at the drivers window, reached in and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend, then, just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and Saul was alone again.
     Paralyzed with fear, Saul watched the hand reappear everytime they reach a curve,finally, scared nearly to death, Saul had all he could take, jumped out of the car and ran into town.
     Wet and in shock, he walked into Buster's coffee stop. Voice quavering, he ordered a cup of black coffee and told everybody about his experience. The room became silent and everybody got goose bumps when they realized Saul was not some talkative drunk but telling the truth about what had happen to him.
     About 30 minutes later two Cajuns, dripping wet, walked into Buster's and one say to the other; " look, Boudreaux, ders dat idiot that jumped in our car when we wuz pushin'it in the rain.
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