The Recording

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As I walked towards the midnight black car, I see red as blood eyes staring at me through the window

The smile that was spread across my face like peanut butter was gone

I felt a shiver shoot up my spine as those glaring eyes burned into my soul

I kept my head down not daring to look into the eyes that might blind me

I get in the car to see the woman in black in the seat
When the man turns around i look into his eyes, black as coal

When the car takes off, the man asks me questions.
I answered them as if I were taking a test

I stopped as if I forgot what to say to see the woman in black with something in her hand

Bottling my fists up as I would if I were in a fight, anger and rage swelled up in my chest like heart burn

The woman in black sees my anger and rage, smiles at me with her gleaming shark like white teeth, and begins to laugh

While still laughing she leans close to me
I could almost smell death on her breath

She whispered in my ear

'I'll be back'

And continues to laugh

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