Cultural
Background
Storyteller's Cabin
The car drew closer and closer, and those green lights were burning at a wattage I'd never seen from any headlight. And they seemed to bounce up and down, and weave from side to side, as if the car was riding on springs. I politely tapped my horn, hoping the driver could see me in front of him.
But as the mystery car got closer and closer, the driver appeared to swerve further into my lane. This time I laid on the horn - what's wrong with this guy, I thought, is he drunk? Then I saw something that really shook me. There were no beams shooting out of those green lights - they looked like two floating orbs, powered by some other source. They even looked like...eyes.
I frantically blared my horn again as the green lights drew near. And just before we passed each other, the driver suddenly swerved into my lane! I reacted quickly, spinning the wheel the opposite way. My truck flew off the road and onto the battlefield grounds, swallowed by darkness. I slammed into a tree, and the world turned black.
When I came to a few moments later, the battlefield was silent, save the hissing sound coming from the crushed hood of the truck. My headlights were smashed, and the only light was from the bright stars above. I felt the large bump on my head and groaned.
It was then I saw the green lights again, sitting silently in the darkness, observing me. I watched as the lights floated closer and closer toward my vehicle. In the silence, I could hear no car engine sputtering toward me. It couldn't be a car that I had seen. But what was it?
Suddenly the lights disappeared. I began to tremble with fear for the first time. "Who's out there?" I called out, but no one answered. I then heard a rustling sound against my car. I peered out the window, and in the darkness I could just make out a large shadowy figure circling me. I thought it was a large man, for it shuffled about on two legs. But as my eyes adjusted, I could see that it's hair was long, right down to the waist. And it made a horrible moaning sound, the saddest sound I'd ever heard.
Just like that, the figure disappeared, and the night was quiet again. "Is anyone out there?" I yelled, but there was still no answer. After a long pause, I slowly reached for the door handle with shaking fingers.
