Christine sped back up to tailfin pass. Breathing heavily and feeling faint, she pulled into a lay-by and passed out.

She was on that same stretch of desert highway where the ghost of Will Darnell had pushed her off the side of the road. An icy breeze picked up and a chill ran all over Christine's body.

"Hello, Christine." Came a voice from behind her. She turned around and saw a jet black Plymouth Belvedere staring her in the windshield.

"Oh god, NO!" She screamed, pure terror on her face. "Not you! Anyone but you! You nearly killed Wingo you crazy bastard!" The Belvedere smiled and gave Christine an evil smile.

"Yes, it's me." He said. "I nearly killed Wingo and now I'm gonna kill everyone else in that insignificant little town."

"You'll have to kill me first, Roland!" Christine shouted.

"Now why would I kill my little Chrissie?"

"I'm not yours anymore."

"I think you'll find that you are." Pain rocked Christine's body as Roland LeBay drove around her.

"You'll do good to remember that it was me who took care of you and bought you all those things when we were an item. It was me who picked up the pieces when your beloved Arnie was killed and it was me who brought you back to life. It was me who fixed you when you were damaged after killing Moochie Welch, when you were burned at that gas station, when you were crushed into a cube and when you fell of that cliff. I killed the shitters who harmed you and threatened you. And I didn't ask for anything."

Christine finally got the strength to shake off the pain Roland was transmitting to her.

"But you also hit me!" She shouted, reversing the pain to the other car. "It was you who damaged me when I was killing all those people and it wasn't even me who was killing them! You possessed me! You raped me, you crashed me into a wall and struck me with a bolt of lightning!" Roland faced Christine, flames in his eyes.

"I did that because I wanted to!" He roared. "You are mine now! You have been mine since we started that affair in 1959! When I died, I possessed your body to live on and soon I will take my revenge on the shitters of this damned world and nothing will stand in my way!!" Christine stared daggers into Roland, flames roaring from her exhaust pipes.

"You won't in my body you fuc…" Roland slammed into Christine's side, sending her skidding across the highway. He gave her an icy smile that could freeze a black leather seat on a hot day.

"I think you'll find that I can." He sneered. "And if a little bitch like you can't understand that then you'll have to learn some other way."

Christine lunged at him, her fangs sharp as knives crunching into his front.

"Pack it in, Roland you stupid bastard!" She cried as she ripped him to shreds, oil spattering everywhere as she tore into his body.

Soon, Roland was weak. Oil dripped from every hole Christine had made in his frame.

"Go to hell." Christine said, biting down on his engine one last time. Roland's body faded and the dream world melted away.

Christine gasped as sweet, pine scented air wafted around her. She was back in the lay-by on Tailfin Pass.

"I'm free." She sighed, rolling towards a nearby group of trees. "Free from that nightmare for good!"

She closed her eyes and fell to sleep in-amongst the pine trees.

A few meters away from her, a black car gazed upon her.

"Yes. Sleep my dear. You may have destroyed me in your dream, but I am now reality. Your emotions have given me life once more. You may still possess my powers, but how will you fare against my new strengths?"

TBC…