Writing Prompt

(CW: supernatural activity, car accident, missing person, implied death, and don’t read this if you’re afraid the dark)

Sybil Johnson stared dully at the dark horizon as she drove down the long, winding roads that snaked through the Midwest farmlands. 

It was an ordinary July night.  Humid, dead quiet, and would have been black as pitch if not for the street lights illuminating her path.  Sybil ...

Lost in the night

And forgotten destinations

Trips taken in the dark

Lead to darker situations....

Jack slowed the car to a crawl, and turned the full beams on. They illuminated a strange scene; from the black marks on the road that could be burnt rubber; to the broken glass scattered haphazardly across the asphalt.

‘What the fuck happened here’ muttered Jack, turning to me as if seeking validation that I found this as strange as he did.

‘I don’t know’ I said, pointlessly. The car leaned down...