I was driving home after a long day. It was around midnight and I was in the darkest section of the lonely road when I saw her running along the road. She was wearing a white robe and cradling something in her arms. She looked distressed so I slowed down and opened the window.
“Hey, are you alright?”
She stopped but kept her head low so that her long black hair kept her face covered. She was holding a baby and sobbing softly.
“Are you ok?” I asked again getting out of the car.
When she finally looked up at me I saw the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. Her eyes were swollen with tears and her lips were quivering sensually under the moonlight.
“My baby…,” she sobbed.
“Is he ok?”
She shook her head. I was trying to think of what to say next when she asked me, “Can you hold him for a second? I should tie up my robe”
Her robe was coming loose and she was naked underneath. I was trying not to gawk at her perfect body when she thrust the baby into my arms.
“What the…” I said, buckling under the weight. The baby felt cold and heavy like a lump of lead. When I looked up, her face started changing. Black veins started crawling across her face and her eyes turned in to empty bottomless pits.
I screamed and dropped the baby and ran back to my car. I fumbled with the keys to get it started and floored the accelerator.
It was a while before I could breathe again. Just when my heart started to slow down a bit, I heard a soft sobbing from the back seat. Last thing I remember was veering off the road into a tree.
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