Ghost In Car Crash Novels & Stories

I asked him while thinking about that scar. All the people on the accident site were in front of my eyes, and we checked all the surveillance footage of that time over and over, but I didn’t find any person with both green eyes and a long scar. “Did you check again?” Caellum asked me, and I nodded in agreement. “Yeah…. But I found nothing. I don’t know where she saw him.” I muttered and took a deep breath. “But yeah… there was a silhouette that appeared behind a wrecked car and then vanished into thin air. That man was practically like a ghost.” I told him what I noticed this time.

Without looking at the flow of traffic, without calculating the velocity of the world around him, he made his final, fatal move. The sound was something no one in the crowd would ever forget. It wasn't the screech of tires first; it was the heavy, sickening thud of metal meeting bone. A black sedan, traveling at a speed meant for the open road rather than the crowded district, had no time to brake. Carlos was a blur of charcoal grey in the headlights for a fraction of a second before the impact launched him into the air. He hit the windshield with a sound like a shattering world, his body spinning with a limp, terrifying momentum before slamming into the asphalt twenty feet away.

But my mother just shook her head, refusing to break her silence. Adeline's face went dark. She muttered something to one of her men. Seconds later, a speeding car came roaring out of nowhere and slammed straight into my mother. My mother's frail body flew through the air like a broken kite before crashing to the ground. Blood pooled beneath her as she lay there, eyes slowly closing. I watched it all unfold, frozen, my heart shattering into pieces. Regret and anguish tore through my chest, crashing against each other like waves. I curled up, trembling, tears spilling from my eyes.

There was a hanged ghost sticking out his tongue, and he asked the drowned ghost next to him, "How did you die? And someone even dared to drive here?" The drowned ghost chuckled twice, all bubbles: "That's a hearse, just wait and see, soon Ghost Escort will get him." "Just don't know who's in the car?" The butcher, who was chopping a man's leg with a knife, stopped.

Ashley kept trembling, "Mason, I've seen the ghosts. Come and help me!" Mason was in confusion, "Are you out of your mind? You sure you've seen ghosts?" "Ghosts for real. They're coming to me, with hammers and knives ... So much blood... Ah..." Before Ashley could finish his trembling words, the two ghosts came up to her car. One of them raised the hammer and slammed it against the window of Ashley's car. The sound of breaking glass made Ashley scream in horror. And the phone was hung up. Mason was shocked with the phone. Screams of anguish of Ashley a few seconds ago on the phone struck terror into his heart.

I shouted at the top of my lungs, “William! William, slow down!” But he couldn’t hear me at all. Just then, at an intersection ahead, someone ran a red light. William spotted the person and swerved the car. He narrowly avoided them, but his car was now headed straight for a concrete wall. "William!" Without thinking, I threw myself in front of him, trying to shield him. But I had forgotten that I was just a spirit. I couldn’t stop anything. Bang! The car crashed violently into the concrete wall. An ambulance rushed him to the hospital.

Gavin's voice was tense, his foot pressing harder on the gas pedal. The assistant's voice came slowly. "We've found a body…" Gavin's heart stopped at that moment. In that instant, a flash of white light filled his vision. Then, a deafening crash shook his body. A massive truck came barreling from his right side, slamming into the Maybach with a sickening crunch.

The world tilted. Zhedya was behind him in an instant, gripping his arm so tight it hurt. “He’s here!” Zhedya hissed, his voice urgent with fear. “The Ghost! He was watching us!” He didn’t let Ian look another second. He pulled him into a frantic run, shoving him into the car, and peeled out, gravel flying. In the passenger seat, Ian stared straight ahead, shaking. He couldn’t blink without seeing it. The body….The blood….The metallic smell seemed stuck in his nose.

“Really, Vivian?” I nodded, “But first, you have to take Sharon away.” “Right away.” Just as he had come, Sharon was dragged into the back seat like a rag. I thought John was joking. But to my surprise, he actually found 99 cars to crash into himself. When his assistant pulled him out from under the race car, he was unrecognizable. His entire body was disfigured, his face ruined, and he was completely disabled. John still tried to contact me but was locked away by his family.

Stefan and I both were frustrated and dishearten , we were still not able to understand what was happening, I was 100% sure that this is exactly ‘The GHOST’ that Colby had asked me to find. I was lost in my own thought when Stefan spoke “Now what? I don’t see anything that is evidence which we can use” “I...I... don’t understand... I literally saw Ghost name on car ro.....”my words remained in my mouth when something clicked me... ‘This is it..’ I thought and abruptly picked up knife lying on floor and got inside skeleton of Lada that was now remaining... “Hey, Vic, what are you doing?” Stefan questioned me