A Car Journey

The Middle

"Have you seen Martha?" he breathed.
"Sorry, who?" Peter was bewildered.
"Martha. My dog."
Guilt swelled up in Peter's stomach as he remembered what had taken place along this road not long ago.
"No. We haven't" he replied, praying that the dog he had hit did not belong to this man.
"Are you sure?" the man spoke with an ominous tone accompanied by a piercing stare.
"Yes," Peter answered. The man gave one last gaze before he sank back into the darkness and disappeared.
"That was unsettling", Alex commented.
"Yeah...let's just try to forget about it for now"
The pair picked up where they left off and for the second time tonight seized the chance to get some sleep.

As she was drifting off, Alex got this sensation that something was eating away at her.
"Peter. Are you awake?" she whispered.
"What is it?"
"It's about that strange man. I thought he seemed familiar".
"Are you sure ?"
"Hmmm...no, no I don't think I know him" Alex retracted.
"Great, so we have an unknown nutcase hanging around the area"
"Peter please, he's not a nutcase, he may just be unwell"
"Okay, so what do we do now?"
"We go home and leave behind all the terrible experiences we've had
tonight"

It was now nine o'clock. Peter started up the engine once again. Alex was about to put on her seatbelt when two radiant beams of light penetrated the windscreen. "What the hell is that?" Alex gasped as the roaring of another engine grew louder and louder.
"They're heading straight for us!" Peter shouted, trying to manoeuvre his vehicle out of harm's way. There was a powerful impact and Alex was sent flying backwards like a crash test dummy.