The Tracks

1:03 Am

I search more just to find nothing and No one is around to witness what I think I saw. Confused I convince myself I am just under slept and in need of rest. That what just happened didn't. I am only imagining things because it's late and I'm alone, although that didn't help explain the scarf.

     Remembering that was the last train for another hour and I had just missed it. i had seen a hotel not so far from here. I mean I certainly could not stay at the station at 12 am alone so I decided to walk to the hotel I had passed on my way here, after all it would be better than sitting there like a shooting duck.

     The crisp air sends chills down my arms and legs as I leave the station. Its really dark the kind of dark where I can't even see my feet if it weren't for the moon shinning down. I'm walking at the fastest rate possible without drawing any attention to myself, but there is no one around me.
  
     I clutch my coat and bag as I walk in fear of the wind knocking it off of me. Walking outside in the middle of the night and what feels like the middle of nowhere I'm a little on edge.

     Surrounded by the road and trees on one side of me and a grass plain on the other. With every car that passes by I get more tense each time, they seem to be going faster and faster. there's a lot of cars going by in the middle of the night.
  
    I'm trying to take advantage of this and hitch with some potentially nice strangers or potential serial killers but no one is stopping. Not for me, not for anyone, and not for anything.