A Shiver For Your Spine
Author: Catherine Noble

Chapter 27
Down In Back Please

A woman has just left a mini-mart after purchasing a few odds and ends for supper that night. She walks to her big four wheel drive vehicle and climbs in. She puts her bag over on the passenger seat along with her purse, she settles in and starts up the engine. She pulls out of the shopping center, onto the main road. It's about 8:00 and she is trying to rush home to get supper started, knowing that her husband will be starving.
As she drives she feels a chill run up her back, so she turns on a little heat. She has a very unusual bizarre feeling that she can't quite name. All of a sudden this maniac swerves by her car almost running her off the road. He stays alongside her car waving and pointing at her, swerving dangerously all the while. She's frantically trying to keep control of her car white trying not to run into this maniacs car beside her. She finally speeds up and leaves the weirdo behind her. She turns on the radio for some soothing, calming music. She's relaxing, trying to talk herself into a calm state after the incident with the unknown driver. All of a sudden she sees bright lights flashing her from behind. She glances in the rear view mirror and it's the same car, driven by the psycho she's just encountered 3 minutes ago. She ignores him and concentrates on the road only to be flashed again from behind by the glaring lights. She once again looks in the mirror back at him. Her forgotten radio station is interrupted by a news flash about police helicopters in the area, on the trail of a serial killer. She turns the radio off and concentrates on the road and turns her attention away from the pesky car behind her. She's only a few miles from home and again the car from behind her flashes a bright blinding light straight into her rear view mirror. She's had enough of this guy but she's not bold or stupid enough to stop and confront him. She tries to lose him by going down some back roads. She's hoping he will go on his way and not follow. As she turns down another dirt road she sees his lights once again. She quickly picks up her cell phone and hits 911 quick dial. She tells the police the story of what's been happening. They assure her that they will send out some squad cars to meet her at her home, but she will need to drive around for about 10 more minutes so the cars can get to her house before her. So she drives on, only to have the maniac drive up closer and closer to her bumper, threatening to hit her car, flashing her each time. She is frantic now and can't wait to pull into her driveway. After about 10 minutes she heads down the road to her home and the safety of her husbands arms. She sees the police cars ahead and suddenly feels all the pressure and frantic, wound up nerves in the back of her neck relax. She rolls into the driveway and the unrelenting car behind her rolls in behind her. The police are stationed outside her home in the bushes and in the neighbors bushes. As the frightened women jumps out of her running car and runs to her husband who is waiting by the garage, the police approach the old man in his car. They have their guns drawn and they instruct him to get out of the car with his hands up. He's shocked and doesn't understand why the police are pointing guns at him. He gets out and the police start frisking him against his car. When he's asked about the incident and why he wanted to scare the poor women. He looks up with sad eyes and says "I was simply trying to save her life, but she wouldn't let me help her". The police are baffled and they know that they have an old senile man on their hands. They ask him what he means by "saving" her life. And he says "If you'd check in her car you'll find him. He has a hook on his hand. He tried to kill her over and over again. I flashed my lights so she would look up and he would then scrunch down in the back of the seat". Two policemen run over and throw open the back door of the women's car. And a sharp metal hook swipes out at the first policeman making no contact, causing the second policeman to fire immediately at the body attached to the hooked hand. The hook goes lifeless. To everyone's shock, the serial killer was right there, in a lump in the lady's back seat. The poor old man was invited in by the lady and her husband and apologizes and thanks were provided.


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