It was a January afternoon and I was travelling home after a week at college in the city. Sitting back in my car, I was driving alone along a county road. The day had been warm, there was slush all around and the roads were wet.

I was listening to the radio. The reporter said they were expecting freezing weather to return to the area. I thanked God – if I really hated something, it was wading through slush and getting my feet all wet because of my cheap shoes.

As it became darker, I saw the forecast was quite spot on. Keeping my eye on the dashboard display, I saw the temperature had fallen 15 degrees lower. A cold wind began to blow and snowflakes were coming down lightly. I smiled and turned up the radio, happy that I didn’t need to give my feet a warm bath after coming home.

It was about half past five. The roads were almost empty, it was warm in the car and I was imagining myself opening a glass of wine, sitting comfortably in my armchair and reading a good book.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

What the…?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It was the seatbelt warning light, which would normally go off to warn you your seatbelts were not fastened. It was flashing red and annoying beeping sounds were coming out of the dashboard. I immediately checked my seatbelt. Fastened. What’s up?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I looked closer and I saw it was the passenger’s seatbelt light. There must be something wrong with the sensor, I assumed. As the beeping became louder and more annoying, I started punching the passenger seat next to me. After a few punches the beeping stopped. In a few seconds, I found myself back listening to the music on the radio, forgetting the occurrence. A few moments later...

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The warning light had gone off again. Annoyed, I thought to myself I needed to have the car serviced, frightened how much I would have to pay for that. I tried punching the passenger seat again, but this time it didn’t help.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Shit. What’s wrong? I pulled up on the hard shoulder. The beeping stopped. I fastened the seatbelt to prevent the broken sensor from launching the false alarm again. I put the car in gear and moved off. Everything was OK for some time, but then...


What the fuck is this?!


It all happened in an instant. I saw lights coming at me from around a turn. I stomped on the brake. The car went into a skid and became uncontrollable. The lights got closer and almost blinded me. Then, in the fraction of the second before everything ended, I saw two black holes in an expressionless face staring at me from where a passenger would be seated. I knew who He was.

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