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I'm not stupid. I already called the police and they said that they would send a car out to my house right away.
I've been a fan of this site for a while, but I'm not a great writer, and nothing scary has ever really happened to me, so I've never had a reason to post.
That changed this morning.
Let me back up a week, though.
I love Black Friday.
It's probably my favorite time of the year. I know, I know. I'm a stupid, blind, dumb consumer.
I don't care. I love it.
I love the jostling crowds and the roar and the rush. That all came and went like normal. When I got home that afternoon, I started unloading my bags like I always do. Clothes in one pile, electronics in another, miscellaneous in a third.
At the bottom of one of my bags, I found a business card. I tossed the card in a fourth pile with all the receipts and didn't think a thing about it until my husband John asked me about it this morning. He keeps a track of our finances.
"Alix?" John asked. "What's BIFD?"
"I have no idea," I said, and I didn't. "Brooklyn Internal Fire Department?"
I'd never heard of those letters before in my life.
He laughed at me. "No. It was in your receipts from last Friday. I think it's a coupon."
Coupon? That sounded promising. I took the card and looked at it.
Hah, I thought. "Don't go." Cute. Membership by invitation only?
That sounded like my kind of party, but when I looked at my watch, I saw that it was 8:55. I was about to run out of time. I grabbed my purse and headed out. My husband and I have done some geocaching, so I thought it might be a scavenger hunt for deals or some new marketing ploy from a partner with one of the stores I went to on Black Friday.
Like I said, my kind of party.
I sped like a demon and just as 9:00 A.M. rolled around.
I got pulled over for speeding.
The cop let me off with a warning, and I showed up to the place twenty minutes late. The field was empty, but the area was beautiful. In the distance, I could see an abandoned golf course, so I thought that maybe, it was a membership drive for a new country club.
All these thoughts flew through my head until I saw what looked like a body at the edge of the field.
It was a male wearing a scarecrow mask tied to a board upside down. The same style of card I found in my bag was screwed into the guy's head.
I guess this site has desensitized me from scary stuff, because I felt calm although that same rushing Black Friday feeling pulsed through my veins. Also, "Don't go HOWE!" I don't know anyone with the last name Howe, so that didn't make sense either.
I walked around the body and even nudged it with my toe. I went back to my car and didn't even think to call the police until I got home. Although I was calm, was I maybe in shock?
If you made it this far, thanks for reading. Sorry if rambled, but writing it out helped a lot. Most real creepy stories don't end badly.
I'm living proof of that.
It does make me think. What would have happened to me had I been on time and not twenty minutes late?
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