BROKEN DOWN

One night a girl and her boyfriend had stayed late at a party, and so they started to drive home at around midnight to 1 in the morning.

The girlfriend just wanted to go home as she was tired, but the boyfriend wanted to go out for longer, so after a lot of begging and pleading the girlfriend agreed to stay out.

They drove around for a while and stopped off at a fast-food joint and got some food and a drink.

The girlfriend said "We should go now" to her boyfriend and he agreed, but he wanted to take a more scenic detour.

After more pleading the girlfriend grudgingly agreed.

So the two took a route through the dark woods, but when they were right in the middle the car stopped.

"What happened?" the girlfriend asked, feeling sort of frightened that they were stranded out here.

"We're out of gas; I guess I forgot to fill it up. But now we're out here, alone" the boyfriend said seductively.

"No, I want to go home!" the girlfriend protested, obviously scared.

"Alright, alright, I saw a gas station just before the forest started; I'll just walk up there, buy some gas and walk back. Simple. It'll only take about half an hour, trust me."

"Fine, but hurry!" the girlfriend called as the boyfriend got out of the car.

"Lock your doors and put the windows up!" the boyfriend called over his shoulder as he disappeared into the woods.

The girlfriend did as he advised and ducked down onto the bottom of the car, just in case and she felt scared.

After an hour had passed the girlfriend grew very scared. Her boyfriend should have been back ages ago.

After another hour passed she heard a scraping sound followed by a loud thwack, on the top of the car and nearly screamed.

Every few seconds the sound would come back.

Scrape, thwack! Scrape, thwack! Scrape, thwack!

The sound wasn't very loud but it was the only sound in the forest and it frightened the girlfriend. So she lowered herself further down in the car.

The sounds didn't stop, they continued for however long she could've stayed awake for, but after a while her fear turned into tiredness and she fell into sleep.

Her dreams were haunted by visions of what that scraping and thudding could be, from Freddy Krueger to a branch, from a hammer to an axe. Anything could be out there and everything went through her dreams.

She sat bolt upright and her head crashed into the bottom of the dashboard and she remembered where she was, and she looked around.

Then her hearing slowly came back and she heard sirens outside of some police cars and a voice coming through a megaphone yelled out "lady, may you please slowly get out of your car and walk to us. Do not turn around! I repeat do not turn around!"

So she got out in a daze and walked towards all of the police cars surrounding her own car.

The man who had the megaphone called out again "walk towards me! Do not turn around! I repeat again do not turn around!"

When she got to the cars she couldn't resist any longer and turned around.

When she did she screamed and passed out against the police car.

Behind her was her car, and over it was her boyfriend, covered in blood with some dripping off his face and running over every part of his body. He was hanging upside down with his fingernails scraping the top of the car. A man was standing on the car next to his body with a baseball bat hitting her boyfriend every few seconds. The man had blood all over his hands, shirt and pants, had dirty and long hair and an evil glint in his eye. But probably the most disturbing thing is that on his face was the most sickly, distorted, sadistic grins that ever crossed a mans face.

Easy to say she wouldn't sleep right ever again.