Electric Gothic Nightmare
A Short Story (Horror)
The blacktop road curved through empty Alabama cotton fields and tunneled through groves of weeping willows. Bugs sacrificed themselves on her windshield so thickly that every half hour she had to run her wipers.
The light flashed on Jackie’s dash. The car’s battery low. The nav system read thirty minutes until the next charging station.
It was already tw…
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