A dark and windy day in small town near Guadalupe Mountains
As I step forward to go back home
It was 2'O clock in the morning
Dark was time with
A dim light and sleepy mind
Walking in the countryside
i started to remember the old folklores my grandfather and my father used to talk about
Folklores were many
I didn't trust anyone of them
But still some part in me was scared of it coming true
As I was walking I realized water was falling from above
It started to rain
As it was late I couldn't stop
Kept on walking till I found someone walking in front of me in the gloomy night
with only a few little street lights lighting up our way
He was wearing a long brown coat and the collars were up
A white shirt inside and black jeans and boots
He was wearing an old brown ascot cap
I greeted him and asked where was he going
The only reply came was away
I didn't care too much as I was late myself
and kept on walking
I took a few steeps and looked back in curiosity
Found no one there I got scared and quickened my pace
Until i stumbled on a rock and fell on the ground
I got up and saw the man in front of me
I got scared and ran in panic
I looked back but he vanished in thin air again
I turned my head and he came in front of me threw me on the ground
He tried to come close to me and i felt that something was being pulled from my guts
When I suddenly heard a horse yelping
I heard the sound of the horse's shoes becoming louder and louder
I tried to scream for help but i could not
As the horseman came closer and closer
And the man who threw me got up and ran
Until I saw a chain with a hook plunging inside him
He was pulled to the road and dragged away
with little strength i got up and saw a horse with Fire in his eyes from hell itself and a man with the stangest and scariest look i had ever seen
The man disappeared in the horse and the chained hook went into the man's sleeves
With rage and fire in his eyes...he looked at me
Turned his horse and ran up in the sky
In sheer shock and panic i started to run When I heard A huge horse cry
I froze for a second
I looked up in the sky and saw the horseman running in the sky leaving a trail of fire behind
I got very scared and ran all the way back to home without looking back even a single time
The Next Morning...I went to the local library and asked the librarian for a book on folklore of the west
The librarian was an old woman I was reading the book when I found a myth,
Myth about the Ghost Rider Who rode a horse and would fly in the night sky catching dead souls for the devil as it was for the pact he had made , the crossroad's deal which made the demon the rider's master
I went back to give the librarian the book When she asked me
"What were you finding in that book young man ? "I said" Nothing ma'am except some answers to my questions."She asked" Was it about the ghost rider ?"I asked her in astonishment" How do you know ? "And
she said" Your not the only one who has seen him."
and smiled kindheartedly and went away into the mist of life