Lights Out

Mist Adventures

The fog really settled over the town tonight. Samantha went out with her husband and daughter trick or treating and now she was leaving her mother in law's house, her daughter staying for the weekend. It would be a nice treat to have some time with just her husband.

"Can you see anything in this? Should we pull over somewhere?" Her husband cleaned his glasses, worry on his face.

"I can see well enough to get home. It isn't very far now."

Samantha should have known better than that, though. Fog was thick as soup, rolling and stretching over her car as she pushed through it. She could barely see the back light from her high beams and it scared her but she was right about one thing: it wasn't far now from home. Another fifteen minutes and she would be cuddled up in her warm bed.

The radio started to crackle, static replacing the oldies music they were listening to. Her husband fiddled with the dial but still only rippling white noise. He clicked it off finally, but the static didn't stop, it continued to flow out like a white water current. Samantha's hair stood up and chills wracked her spine. Voices started to echo in the noise and this time she did pull over, if only to listen better. But she wasn't sure where the road ended so she pulled over enough so a second car could get through and put on her hazards just in case.

"Sam...do you hear that? They're saying our names. Is it a prank? How could it be though..." He answered his own question before Samantha's mind could even comprehend he said anything. Her stomach rolled uneasily as she heard her own name come spilling from the void. Something wasn't right.

The car began to tilt onto two wheels, Samantha's foot automatically went to the gas to try and right herself but the car wasn't idling anymore. At some point, it completely shut off on its own and yet the radio still cackled. Her husband had his hands pressed to the window, trying to open it, but Samantha's focus was on her door. Tiny misty hand prints were pressing on the window, thousands of them, and it was causing the car to tilt. It didn't bother her like it should.

"Sam? Sammy, the car won't open. Samantha the doors are locked! Unlock the doors!" She could hear his screams, but faces joined the hands and she found herself leaning towards her husband and helping the car tilt. After all, it was the side of the road right?

But Samantha did get lost in the fog, and what they didn't know was that there was a sheer drop into a lake beneath them. Samantha thought they would fall harmlessly onto the road, the voices agreed with her, and her husband was freaked out that something beyond explanation was happening to them. Samantha let herself fall to the other side of the car and with her added weight the car successfully toppled.

The fog lifted soon after the car fell and when paramedics arrived in the morning, they would find a car that looked like it had driven off the road. A wife who had no seat belt that fell onto the glass and her husband who scratched into the leather trying to get out. A tragic, weather-born accident that never should have happened. Samantha and her husband watched as their bodies were recovered and then they joined the vast fog themselves, becoming more lost souls looking to add to their numbers.