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I always saw her on that short, relatively undeveloped stretch between exits 24 and 25, right after the graveyard that stretches from Branch Avenue all the way over to the bus terminal. Usually after my check, I take Smithfield Avenue home. I checked the rear-view mirror that night like I would any other to make sure no one coming up on my right was out-speeding me.

Instead of seeing headlights on the road in which I had sped down, there sat a skeleton in the back seat directly behind me, sitting up straight and staring at me through the mirror.

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