Shivers And Frights

Back Seat Driver

It was a misty day and I was eager for my shift to be over. I saw a little man wave his hand at me. I pulled over and he walked over to the passenger seat.

"How much?"

"Where too?"

"Sorry to New York?"

"A hundred dollars plus tip all right?"

"Sure my friend!"

He walked over to the back seat's door and he looked through the tinted glass and walked back to the passengers seat. He opened the door and got in.

"Sorry friend you got to sit in the back."

"Come on its no big deal"

He was right it wasn't so I began to drive up the road. The man gazed around the car nervously and oddly.

"Friend I'm kinda hungry! Can you pull over for a sec."

So I did I pulled up at a Red Robbins. The man turned to me not the door.

"You should come in too!"

"No sorry I'm on the job"

"Well on second thought I'm not hungry"

So I pulled out again and started to drive.

"Take a right."

I looked right and it was full of traffic. I shook my head at his thought.

"No too much traffic plus I know a short cut."

I took a left and drove down the road took a few turns and the man told me where to go again.

"Keep going straight"

"Into more traffic?"

"Well I mean more time to bond."

I laughed and took a right onto the freeway. I took a quick glance and he seemed deathly scared I wondered why so I waited for the freeway to end. He was shaking in his seat and searching for something

"Take a right"

"Do you just love traffic"

The man was scared out of his mind. He couldn't say any long sentences. He was terrified st something.

After a couple minutes the freeway ended and I pulled over. I told him to get out of the car.

The man got out quickly like a cheetah. He then seemed to relax.

"You saw him too?"

"Who!?!"

"The Man with the knife laying on the seat"

"What?"

*car door open and close*

"There's a man with a knife j tried to make you go into traffic so you could have witnesses if he was to strike one of us!"

"If this is supposed to be a joke it's not funny!"

I walked over to the back seat door and opened it and I saw nothing but a gross wet back seat.

"I'm sorry I saw him. I'll just go then."

The man had his head down and was sad as can be.

*car door open then close*

I got into my car and began to drive when I felt the coldness of a knife.

"My friend you should have listened to the sound of the door slams and your friend! Good night"

I felt the coldness sweep across my neck and pain filled my neck while blood seeped out. I closed my eyes the last thing I heard was the sound of the car door opening and closing.