Post by qt_kat on Apr 19, 2007 23:10:08 GMT 8
Got this story from PCN. I just want to share it with you guys.
There was a guy who got left behind by a pack of mountain bikers. The
group was large and he didnt bring a cellphone. He crashed his bike
somewhere between Picnic Grove and DBP. To make things worse, a storm
came in. So he walked. This guy was on the side of the road hitch
hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night
passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could
hardly see a few meters ahead of him.
Suddenly, just before the junction going to Manila, he saw a car
slowly looming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward
him and stopped. It was raining hard, wind blowing all around you,
what would you do? Like you would, he got into the car and closed the
door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving again. The guy was terrified, too
scared to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car
was slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy started to pray,
begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road
and he would plunge to his death, when just before the curve, a hand
appeared thru the window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the
car safely around the bend. Terrified, the guy watched the hand
reappear every time they reached a curve.
Finally, the guy gathered his wits and leaped from the car and ran to
the nearest place where there were houses. Wet and in shock, he went
into a store and voice quavering, ordered 2 bottles of Red Horse
Beer, and told the people about his horrible, supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped everybody when they realized the guy
was apparently sane and not drunk. About half an hour later two guys
walked into the same store. One says to the other, "Yan...Yan nga
yung Putang-inang sumakay habang nagtutulak tayo..."
There was a guy who got left behind by a pack of mountain bikers. The
group was large and he didnt bring a cellphone. He crashed his bike
somewhere between Picnic Grove and DBP. To make things worse, a storm
came in. So he walked. This guy was on the side of the road hitch
hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night
passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could
hardly see a few meters ahead of him.
Suddenly, just before the junction going to Manila, he saw a car
slowly looming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward
him and stopped. It was raining hard, wind blowing all around you,
what would you do? Like you would, he got into the car and closed the
door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel.
The car slowly started moving again. The guy was terrified, too
scared to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car
was slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy started to pray,
begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road
and he would plunge to his death, when just before the curve, a hand
appeared thru the window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the
car safely around the bend. Terrified, the guy watched the hand
reappear every time they reached a curve.
Finally, the guy gathered his wits and leaped from the car and ran to
the nearest place where there were houses. Wet and in shock, he went
into a store and voice quavering, ordered 2 bottles of Red Horse
Beer, and told the people about his horrible, supernatural
experience. A silence enveloped everybody when they realized the guy
was apparently sane and not drunk. About half an hour later two guys
walked into the same store. One says to the other, "Yan...Yan nga
yung Putang-inang sumakay habang nagtutulak tayo..."