DEAD BRIDE

 

DEAD BRIDE

 

I am a peddler who travels from village to village in his minibus and sells utensils illegally. In 1973, we were walking around the villages of one of our provinces in the southeast, which are far from the center. As usual, we finished the sale in the evening and ate our dinner. We went to the cafe opposite and drank our tea and got tired. The coffee maker who came to us as we were leaving the cafe said, "Young people, it's getting dark, stay here at night, we won't go to the city at night, we will wait for the morning." I am laughing, uncle, what are you saying? If I spend one night in every village I go to

While I was saying I would starve, the presence of the gun I was carrying in the car against the bandit who could block my way gave me confidence. The coffee shopkeeper said, "Well then, have a good time. Don't take a break on the road alone." The dirt road winding through the mountains like a snake had softened with the dampness of the night. the sound of the van's wheels could not be heard. It hadn't been 20 km since I left the village when my eye caught the temperature gauge on the dashboard. The needle was almost at the end. I climbed the last ramp in front of me, thinking "Damn this old car." At the same time, I saw an old fountain with a trough in front of it, right on the hill, on the right of the road. Boy, I said to my friend that I was really honeyed. I realized that my friend was asleep when I brought the van close to the fountain and took the can from under the seat. As I got off the minibus and went towards the fountain, I felt the trees swaying with a strange wind. I hurriedly filled the can, went to the car, opened the engine cover and started pouring the water. At the same time, I felt the presence of someone behind me. And a hand on my shoulder. Then I involuntarily looked through the windshield. My friend was sleeping. A cold sweat broke out on my back all of a sudden.

 I turned around. I almost swallowed my little tongue at what I saw. Before me stood a very beautiful BRIDE in a wire veil. he said hello with a sweet voice. Can you take me to the place you are going to. I thought he could get in the car at 12 o'clock in the night, thinking what he was looking for alone in such a deserted place. While I was heading to the driver's door, the room turned to the right door of the vehicle. I was just sitting in my seat when I realized that the right door was locked by my friend. When I was about to reach out and open the door, we came face to face with the Bride. Her eyes were red and she started shaking the door with anger. I immediately closed and locked my own door. I wanted to close my window, which I had left open with the warning of my friend who had woken up from his sleep at that time. But I was too late. The bride, who came to my side, held the half-open window with her hands and prevented me from closing it. She had her face glued to the glass. Her teeth were pitch black.

I looked at their hands holding the glass. His nails were very long, the tips were pointed and curved downwards. I desperately started the car. As I tried to put the gear into gear, I felt a sharp pain in my left shoulder. When I looked back, I saw that the nails stuck in my left shoulder were buried in my flesh. The creature was making weird growls and trying to stop the van. I stepped on the gas, but we couldn't move, the wheels were spinning in vain. We were both praying aloud. Suddenly, the van jumped forward. We heard the sound of the creature's nails rubbing against the hood. When I looked in the mirror, I saw it standing with its feet spread out and arms stretched out. It was as if he was begging us to take him with him. We found the steward of the minibuses leaving for the village in the morning and told him about the incident. It is a great miracle that you are alive, because the number of people who saw the bride and survived was very small. Years ago, they kidnapped this bride on the night of her wedding in the village we went to, raped and tortured her to death. They found his body 3 days later, on the side of the road, near where we were standing. With her torn and bloody wedding dress on. After this incident, I always travel during the day.