The young man told a true story from his life, the memories of which still make him shudder with horror.
“Once we were returning late at night from a party,” recalls a young man named Lance Stevenson. - This time, the role of a sober driver went to me, but my friend was tipsy and with enviable constancy strove to reveal to those present (that is, me and the interior of my car) the contents of his stomach, so I decided to take a shortcut to the house and drove along the road passing straight through the forest.
I must say that this road, even during the day, catches up with horror - sharp turns, dusk even on a sunny day, a feeling of lifelessness and crosses on the side of the road marking the places where people died, so I usually try to bypass it, but this time I decided to take a chance, yes and the presence of a drunken and essentially useless comrade nevertheless somewhat defused the situation.
A couple of minutes later, the landscape along the road changed its status from “gloomy” to “chilling blood”, and additional discomfort was provided by a thick and viscous fog that descended on us, which limited visibility to almost zero.
Suddenly the fog began to dissipate, I entered a sharp bend and nearly knocked off the man wandering along the road. I hit the brakes abruptly and shouted: “What the hell are you doing ?!”, but he did not react at all to my scream, or to the fact that he almost died, and I just drew attention to his strange hairstyle and drove on.
Only when I woke up in the morning, I realized the horror of what had happened. Looking at the local news, I found out that not far from where I nearly knocked over a strange guy with a strange haircut, there was a terrible accident in which that strange guy with a strange haircut died."