There's an old story told by locals that if you drive down Seven Hills Road at midnight then you might be unlucky enough to come across a truck. This truck wasn't just like any other truck, it was a ghost truck or the demon truck to some. When you get over the seventh hill it would apparently appear in the distance looking very transparent while revving the engine before turning on the headlights and driving straight for you, it is said once this happens you can never escape the road and the chase continues until the truck eventually gets you and get you it always does.
Luke was driving his left arm leaning out the open window, cigarette in mouth, hair gelled back with Billy Idol playing loudly out of his very rare 1983 DeTomaso Pantera. Olivia sat in the passengers seat admiring him and feeling invincible in his presence while also trying her first ever cigarette but not to the knowledge of her boyfriend. They were in search of this mystery truck that everyone talked about in school, it even made the rounds in their school in which they were now known as local celebrities and the coolest people to be around. "Wow they are actually doing it" " They are so brave" "I once kissed Luke" "Olivia is cool but she has changed" these were common conversation pieces floating around the high school.
Over the first hill they went, 11.11 pm said the clock as they sped over the hill getting that exciting gut sinking feeling. They talked about everything and nothing at the same time, "Is this our official first date" thought Olivia, "She looks so hot in that dress" thought Luke.The second, third and fourth hill passed by without any sign of either the truck or anyone else on the road, it was like Luke arranged this perfectly for whatever intentions he had.
Hill number Five passed as the music changed from Billy Idol to Journey, which for the cynics was not a coincidence as the two of them started to grow closer. Staring into each others eyes forgetting exactly why they are out here, Olivia trying to do some Jedi mind shit by hoping he could read her thoughts while Luke was hoping she couldn't read his. "Number six, we are getting close now" Luke leaned over and whispered in Olivia's ear, she sat there biting her lip in anticipation. Maybe this was a night of firsts.
They could see number seven up ahead, it was the biggest of them all and steepest. 11.56 the clock said "Right on time" said Luke as he drove slowly, ambling towards the start of the hill ready to speed up and impress his nights coup. He stopped and asked is she ready to do this to which she nervously replied "yeah", they pull back the chairs and park the car. Excitement, anticipation and trepidation all floated around their heads as this was it, the real reason they came here, the isolation.
Just parked by the side of the upward hill they could see if any car was coming in either direction. Right up ahead shone a blinding light, clearly coming from a large vehicle but they were just parked there as if they bought a ticket to the show. Luke and Olivia beeped the horn wondering what this guys problem was, she questioned weather this was in fact the ghost truck that people talked about , "There's no such thing as ghost trucks, do you really think this is why we came here? It's just some jackass" Olivia seemed confused and equally reassured.
The truck seemed deaf to the beeps until the engine started and it drove in their direction at a speed that is surely allowed only in the sky. "Holy shit" Luke shouted as he just managed to turn the car around in time and swerve the incoming crash. "Go,go,go,go" panicked Olivia, they drove up over the seventh hill but the truck stopped following them. A few hundred yards down the road their car stopped, Luke got out to see that their tyres had been slashed. It must of happened on the drop down of the hill he thought. "FUCK FUCK FUCK" he shouted. Just behind them the truck appeared once more and drove at them but this time the had no where to go, the truck ploughed into the back of them causing their bodies to sickeningly crack into each other.
Out from the truck stepped a very large man, about 6ft 8 give or take. He dragged both bodies into a barn that lay by the road side, they were still breathing and conscious but barely. The guy took out a sledgehammer and repeatedly smashed Luke in the ribs with it to the point where all his stomach was caved in and then he focused his attention on lovely little Olivia. She pleaded with him and offered him money and even herself to let her go but he didn't want anything only pain. The last thing she remembered was looking at the wooded roof of the barn until boom, it was over. Both of them dead, brutally murdered and dismembered.
Some weeks later a group of people were driving by out searching for the "ghost truck" when they passed the barn and outside it they seen heads on pikes that must of stretched for a kilometer long. The police were informed and when they searched the area they seen the man lying in his chair wrists and throat slashed. He turned out to be a man that had lost his family on this road due to drunk teens drink driving one night searching for the so called ghost truck that the town had advocated was real. This was his way at revenge on the people of the area that took everything from him.
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