Part: 2

She was on the closest building now, and I was able to see in full detail of what she was wearing, which was a clean knee length, laced white dress. It contrasted against her pale grey skin. Swallowing hard, my mouth felt dry and as I tried to rip my gaze from her, but finding myself unable to look away. I grew curious, wanting to know more, wanting to see her face. But before I could be lured in, I was violently brought back into reality. Black veins moved just under her skin like vile warms trying to break free. And as if on cue, the unheard melody she hummed, carried across the wind. Although I couldn’t make out the words, it sent shivers up and down my spine.

Scared if I should proceed, knowing that the next time I would see her, it would most likely be on the road and that thought scared me more than anything. Sighing in dismay, I banged my head on the wheel, trying to come up with a plan to escape this hell and wishing I could remember what grandma had said about the rest of the superstition. Abruptly, I stopped banging my head on the wheel, when a thought popped into my mind. Turning the car around, I drove in the opposite direction, hoping that this would work and mentally kicked my tired brain for not thinking of this earlier. My lips curled at the corners in satisfaction when I didn’t see her or the sea of yellow helmets.

“Please…Please! Work!” I begged, but my please fell on deaf ears. Slamming hard on the breaks, my mouth unhinged in horror. There she was, her back facing me, with her head staring up at the moon. On the other side of the street, were the construction men, they too, looked up at the moon caught in some sort of trance. Noticing a difference between them and her, was that the construction workers arms were spread out, their chest pointed up towards the sky and their mouths hung open in a silent scream. Their feet were unconnected to the earth, while still keeping their heads fixated upwards towards the moon. Their skin was a sickly pale and their veins too, moved about under their skin like warms searching for an exit. As for the girl, she was relaxed, as if she had more freedom and her feet stayed tethered to the ground, but where the construction workers skin was dull, her’s was just as illuminating as the moon.

My stomach churned, ready to empty out it’s contents all over my car, but I manage to fight it back down. Blinking, the figures disappeared. Searching about and unable to find them, not sure if that was a good or bad thing, but hoping that I might have possibly escaped. My tranquility was quickly disrupted by something fluttering out from the corner of my eyes, shattering any hopes and dreams. Out of fear, I snapped my neck in that direction and my eyes fell back upon the girl. She had her hand behind her back this time. I moved my hand to put the car in reverse, while never taking my eyes off of her. A sinking feeling in my gut told me she was about to make a move. Her grey-black veiny feet slid back and I took that as my cue to step on it. I drove fast backwards, but when I blinked, my car was going forwards. Glancing down and to my surprise, my car was still in reverse.

“H~how in the Frick is that possible!” Ripping my gaze back onto the road, there she stood in the middle of it, her back still facing me as she remained fixated on the moon. In a panic and scared we were about to collide, I stepped on the breaks and shut my eyes. The car screeched loudly, breaking the eerie silence yet again. When no thump was felt, I opened one eye and looked out the window, the girl was no longer there. Opening both eyes to study my surroundings, only to find empty air. When a knock on my door window forced my muscles to go stiff. The melody played more prominently in the wind, where it was faint before and barely audible, could now be heard and the words were bone chilling. It forced me to remember what my Grandma had said and that made me lose all hope in survival. I blinked again and my car was surrounded by the construction workers, this time they were facing me. The hat kept their eyes covered but their mouths were clearly visible. They had big smiles plastered on their faces, showing me teeth that were unnervingly white and straight.

Closing my eyes, too scared to see what was about to happen next, when warm liquid soaked my pants and seat as I shivered uncontrollably. Whimpering and unable to control my emotions. “Anyone! Someone! Please help me!” I squealed out in sobs, clutching the steering wheel so tightly, I thought my fingers would break. The seat next to me squeaked, her presence undeniable and quickly hushing my whimpers like a mother hushing a baby. The stench of decay filled my car, but I was too scared to move or even gag. Something soft and feathery brushed against my face, then a hand caressed my cheeks. They were cold, so cold and hard. Squeezing my eyes even harder, my heart beat violently against my chest, trying to escape the horror themselves. Her icy fingers moved my hair behind my ears, while her cold dead breath, which chilled me to the bone, whisked across my face, as she sang her accursed lullaby.

I remember now… I thought. It was a song Grandma had taught me so long ago, I can’t believe I had forgotten. Going limp, I fell back into the seat.

“The moon shines bright

Come bask in its light

And follow me into the dead of night!

On all Hollow’s eve

I will give no please

Once you see it,

It’s already too late!

Once you hear it you’re Mines to take!

From whence you cannot escape.”