"Where the fuck is the main road?" I screamed out loud. I've been on this dirt road for hours. No signs, no other cars, not a single damn discernable thing. I pull over and put my car into park to check my phone. Fuck, no reception. Just what I need. I put my car into drive when I notice something strange The road behind me disappeared. There were only trees. I brushed it off as me being delusional and started to drive off. That was a mistake.

After another 30 minutes of driving, the air gets thick. There is a grotesque and foul smell in the air. It was like a rotting deer carcass but much worse. I brushed this off too as it was hunting season and rolled up the window. But that didn't help much. As I drove more, the smell got worse. And then, a sight that made my heart drop. A pile of dead human bodies. I picked up speed as I did not want to see the murderer. The farther I drove in, the worse it got. Bigger and bigger piles. I soon saw the cars of the dead. Then, another sight that dropped my heart. A dead end. I look behind me and see one of the car's headlights turn on. The car came racing toward me and crashed into me, knocking me out.

When I woke up, I was in my own bed. I laughed and cried at the same time. I went down to my kitchen and made myself breakfast. I slowly ate, chalking all of it up to a bad dream. I got dressed for work and went outside. I walked to my car but watched the road as some speed demon races down it. "Fucking lunatic." I sat down but got chills down my spine. Something told me to look at the car. I slowly got out and looked at the vehicle. I cried as I realized it was all real. My bumper was destroyed and what wasn't destroyed had a message on it. "Turn around."