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Andrea had never seen an old lady hitchhiking(搭车)before. However, the
weather and the coming darkness made her feel sorry for the lady. The old lady
had some difficulty climbing in through the car door, and pushed her big brown
canvas shopping bag down onto the floor under her feet. She said to Andrea, in a
voice that was almost a whisper, “Thank you dearie, — I’m just going to
Brockbourne.”
Something in the way the lady spoke, and the way she never turned her head,
made Andrea uneasy about this strange hitchhiker. She didn’t know why, but she
felt instinctively that there was something wrong, something odd, and something
dangerous. But how could an old lady be dangerous? It was absurd.
Careful not to turn her head, Andrea looked sideways at her passenger. She
studied the hat, the dirty collar of the dress, the shapeless body, the arms
with their thick black hairs…
Thick black hairs?
Hairy arms? Andrea’s blood froze.
This wasn’t a woman. It was a man.
At first, she didn’t know what to do. Then suddenly, an idea came into her
racing, terrified brain. Swinging the wheel suddenly, she threw the car into a
skid(刹车), and brought it to a halt.
“My God!” she shouted. “A child! Did you see the child? I think I hit her!
”
The “old lady ” was clearly shaken by the sudden skid, “I didn’t see
anything dearie,” she said. “I don’t think you hit anything.”
“I’m sure it was a child!” insisted Andrea. “Could you just get out and
have a look? Just see if there’s anything on the road?” She held her breath.
Would her plan work?
It did. The passenger slowly climbed out to investigate. As soon as she was
out of the vehicle, Andrea gunned the engine and accelerated madly away, and
soon she had put a good three miles between herself and the awful
hitchhiker.
It was only then that she thought about the bag lying on the floor in front
of her. Maybe the bag would provide some information about the real identity
about the man. Pulling into the side of the road, Andrea opened the heavy bag
curiously.
It contained only one item — a small hand axe, with a razor-sharp blade.
The axe and the inside of the bag were covered with the dark red stains of dried
blood.
Andrea began to scream.
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