Frozen

I didn't even realize what was standing in the middle of the street. It looked like a ghostly woman, a spectre. She raised her hand towards my car and flicked her fingers. All the power in my car went out.

I could feel my own heart thumping very fast, I was scared I thought my own heart would burst. I opened the door and hopped out onto the somewhat wet road.

"Who are you?" I called out to her, I wrapped my jacket around my body. I recieved nothing but her body flickering like a flame on a candle.

"What do you want?" I called out once more, this time she actually did something.

Her ghostly form disappeared then reappeared in front of me. I could feel her breath reeking of candle wax and booze. She whispered in a ghostly tone.

"electus
Pugna pro vita tua
Et clan sunto
et antiquum belli malo."