Backseat Hitchhiker

On a drive down a country road you pick up a hitchhiker. Not one you can see, it’s something you just sense, a ghost in the backseat of your car. It’s a woman, you just get that feeling. Peeking in the rear view mirror you see nothing but the hair on the back of your neck is standing to attention.

What’s her story, that ghost hitchhiking a ride in your backseat? Was her death a tragedy or just an unfortunate accident?

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