It was the day before Christmas Eve, when I decided to go on a road trip to Brooklyn, NY from Florida. Being happy to surprise the family for Christmas, I gather all the present and packed the car. It was filled with gas already and I know that the first stop will be some where in South Carolina. As I’m driving on the highway maintaining the speed limit, it was dark and foggy so going faster wasn’t an option as I couldn’t see cops ahead of me to slow down in time. I assumed my excitement would take me all the way to South Carolina, however I could barely keep my eye open. As I cross into South Carolina from Georgia I still had a good amount of gas that can take me to the middle of South Carolina. I didn’t want to have to make an unnecessary stop if I didn’t have to. As you are driving on the highway, I saw many abandon cars on the side of the road. Some of the cars ran out of gas or just broke down. As I was passing one of the cars parked, the headlights turned on and came into my lane. I swerved out of the right lane into the left lane, then skid back to the right lane and saw the sensor for the tire then seconds later; flat tire. I began yelling and cursing at whoever it was but when I looked back there wasn’t anyone in sight. Trying to make it for Christmas on time was my goal so I quickly pulled over and put the car in park. I looked at my cell phone to call AAA, but of course no signal. I knew that it was going to take time to get to the spare tire as the trunk was filled with gifts. I got out of the car and lock the doors, went to the trunk and began to unload the gifts so I can get to the spare. I realized that it was odd that no one else has passed by from either directions as it was two days before Christmas I assumed there would be more drivers on the road. With the fog it was difficult to see 50 feet away. As I finished taking out the presents from the trunk and getting the spare tire in place I proceed to roll the tire to the front, then all of the sudden car lights with the high beam came on. As I backed up, someone or something grabbed me and picked me up. I began to kick to thing in its leg. Being 250 lbs man I found it odd that someone can just pick me up like I’m a baby. It said in a muffle voice in my right ear, to be quite and stop moving. I then smashed the back of my head into the his jaw. He let me go and I dropped to the floor. As I was getting up he tackled me to the ground, in which I hit my head on the side of the car and he began to drag me into his car. I passed out. When I woke up, I was in my car at the gas station with the sensor light to fill up the car. As I pulled the car by the pump, I got out confused and laughed that it was a dream. When I turned around it was the same car and same man, he smiled at me and went in his car. As he drove by me, he dropped my necklace on the ground besides my car.
Author: Mochand Thakoor