White-knuckled where she gripped the steering wheel, Shelby hadn’t slowed down since leaving the mountain cabin.
Afraid to check her rearview mirror, she imagined the wraiths’ icy fingers reaching for her. The hairs on the back of her neck bristling with dread that they were hunting her.
The further from the foggy summit she drove, and the higher and hotter the sun, Shelby dared to relax a little.
As the last rays of light dropped below the horizon, she pulled into a hotel parking lot. Eager to get inside, she didn’t notice the fog creeping from under her car.
What came before
Thin spiral notebook 
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Shiver!!! Creepily well done!!!!
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oooo. Genuinely creepy. Which, in this case, is a good thing.
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Love the fog effect and how you turned the interpretation with it. Good 100, partner
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