As the sun crept below the trees, the highway grew darker and the shadow figures could be seen once more in our headlights and their voices began to echo inside our minds. Most of them were just harmless lost souls wandering around the world, looking for their body to rest inside of or looking for their loved ones with a message to give them.
Unfortunately the further away from civilisation you get, the more aggressive and older the souls are. It's not that they don't want to rest, it's that they don't want to go alone. The dead can't see each other, in fact there could be several thousand of them in a football stadium and each would believe that they were all alone save for any living who found themselves in attendance.
During the day they are little more than faint outlines that whisper their questions to your occupied mind. As night falls, so the countless distractions we surround ourselves with slip away too. It leaves our minds unprotected from the relentless curiosity and desperate longing for companionship that plague the dead and cause them to plague us in return.
Sometimes they just want to know the time or the date, other times they want to know if you'd consider jerking your car to the left and veering off the road to join them in the afterlife. They are all so very lonely and your company would be so very greatly appreciated.
So if you should find yourself suddenly thinking "I could kill myself with this" then blame the lonely dead and think no more of it.
Thinking about it only encourages them.
Unfortunately the further away from civilisation you get, the more aggressive and older the souls are. It's not that they don't want to rest, it's that they don't want to go alone. The dead can't see each other, in fact there could be several thousand of them in a football stadium and each would believe that they were all alone save for any living who found themselves in attendance.
During the day they are little more than faint outlines that whisper their questions to your occupied mind. As night falls, so the countless distractions we surround ourselves with slip away too. It leaves our minds unprotected from the relentless curiosity and desperate longing for companionship that plague the dead and cause them to plague us in return.
Sometimes they just want to know the time or the date, other times they want to know if you'd consider jerking your car to the left and veering off the road to join them in the afterlife. They are all so very lonely and your company would be so very greatly appreciated.
So if you should find yourself suddenly thinking "I could kill myself with this" then blame the lonely dead and think no more of it.
Thinking about it only encourages them.
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