Caro
Oh no!
Max
Shh … Then, just before the car hit the trees on
the curve, a ghostly hand appeared through the
window and turned the wheel. John was frozen
with fear.
Ian
Is it a ghost story … ?
Max
The car was gathering speed now down the hill
through the furious storm. John clung on in
terror … Finally, he could make out a light in the
distance. People! Gathering all his strength he
pushed the car door open, fell out into the night,
and ran for his life towards the lights of the pub
on the roadside.
Caro
Phew … Thank goodness for that …
Max
Shhh … Soaking wet and exhausted, John
staggered into the pub, dazed and shaking, and
started telling the few people there about the
terrible experience he’d just had.
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