Shades of Death Road
Chapter One
Author's Note: This story and
title was inspired by this website...
http://urbanlegendsonline.com/hauntings/shades.html
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"This is just great!" exclaimed Ezra Standish.
The young man, in the passenger seat, sighed. "I'm sorry, Ez. I didn't know that
the bridge for the shortcut was going to be closed." Ezra and JD had been away
at a week-long conference in Boulder, Colorado. Now, they were on their way home
to Denver.
JD had gotten a map out of Ezra's glovebox, telling Ezra about a shortcut. Now,
here they were, lost.
"Should get us home an hour earlier," mumbled Ezra. Shaking his head, he
wondered why he had listened to JD.
"And, it would've if that bridge hadn't been washed out and closed for repairs!"
JD defended himself. JD knew that Ezra was tired and just wanting to get home...
but, dammit, so did he! He figured he'd better just keep his mouth shut before
they both ended up saying things they would regret.
The car started losing speed, before rolling to a complete stop. "What's going
on?" asked JD.
"I do not know, Mister Dunne. My car seems to have died," Ezra replied as he
tried to restart the Jag. The engine refused to turn over. After three times,
Ezra clenched his jaw in frustration. "The car refuses to start."
"You have OnStar, right?" Ezra nodded. "Well, call them."
Ezra pulled out his cell phone, but couldn't get a signal. "I can't. No signal."
JD tried his cell phone, getting the same result. "Damn!"
"My sentiments, exactly, Mister Dunne," drawled Ezra.
"Ez, I'm sorry about this..."
Ezra sighed. "I know. It is not your fault any more than it is mine." Just then,
there was a loud wailing noise, causing both agents to jump.
"What was... that?" whispered JD.
Before Ezra could answer, the car started to shake. Ezra shakily and hurriedly
tried restarting the vehicle. Again, it refused to start. The car lurched
forward, as if someone or something had pushed it from behind.
"What the hell?!" exclaimed Ezra.
Both agents were starting to get scared. The road they were on was dark, with
trees on both sides. There was only one streetlight, illuminating a small circle
of the road. Above them, there were no stars and the moon was hidden behind grey
clouds. All in all, it had the look of a Hollywood horror movie.
"What now?" questioned JD.
Ezra could hear the tremble in JD's voice. "We either stay here, or get out and
try to find help." All of a sudden, the driver's door and the passenger door
flung off the car, hitting the road with a clatter a few feet away.
Ezra groaned, knowing that was going to be a fortune to fix. A shrieking
started, so loud that they both had to cover their ears.
"We need to get out of here!" Ezra yelled, loud enough to be heard over the
shrieking. JD could only nod his head in agreement.
Grabbing the flashlight that he kept in the glovebox, Ezra and JD leaped out of
the car. They both started running up the road. A whirling wind started,
blocking them from going any further. They turned around and started back the
other way. The whirling wind put a stop to that direction, too.
They had no choice, Ezra and JD turned to the left and started running through
the wooded area. It was tough going. There were so many trees, and even with the
flashlight, they could barely see.
All of a sudden, the flashlight was hit out of Ezra's hand. It fell to the
ground. Ezra and JD looked at the flashlight, then looked back up. They screamed
in fear and shock at what they saw, right before the flashlight went out.
TWO DAYS LATER
Dean and Sam Winchester were sitting in their cheap hotel room in Denver. Dean
was cleaning his guns, while his younger brother read the newspaper.
"Hey, Dean," Sam said breaking the silence.
"What?" Dean asked, not looking up from cleaning his sawed-off shotgun.
Sam walked over to the small table that Dean was sitting at, laying the
newspaper down. "There's an article in here about two ATF agents disappearing.
They found a car on Holly Road, abandoned. It belonged to one of the agents, an
Ezra Standish."
"So? They probably wandered off and got lost. Not exactly our area of
expertise."
Sam sighed. "No, Dean, but weird things are. They also found a flashlight that
had been dropped in the woods. Plus, the driver's door and the passenger door
were lying on the road. Like they had been ripped off. I don't know, Dean. I
just have a feeling that something... happened."
Dean sighed, finally nodding. "Okay, we'll check it out."
HOLLY ROAD -- JD AND EZRA
JD and Ezra were in an old looking cabin. That was all they knew. They had seen
a whirling mist. It looked like a woman. Half of her face had been beautiful and
half had been mangled and torn. They had both screamed and tried to run, which
wasn't easy with no light. They had only gotten a few steps before they both
fell to their knees, their heads hurting. The next thing they knew, they had
woken up in a one-room cabin.
JD was sitting in a corner of the room on the hard floor, while Ezra paced back
and forth. They were both trying to find a solution to their problem.
All of a sudden, Ezra faced JD with anger burning in his green eyes. "You know,
Mister Dunne, I will have to say that this is all your fault."
JD jumped to his feet, surprise and hurt on his face. "My fault?!"
"Well, yes. It was your idea to take a shortcut. Was it not?"
"Well... yeah... but--"
"But nothing! If it hadn't been for you and your ignorance at reading a map, we
wouldn't be here!" JD stared at Ezra with his mouth open. He didn't know what to
say. Ezra had never spoken to him that way before!
HOLLY ROAD -- THE REST OF TEAM 7
The other five members of Team Seven had been all over Holly Road, along with a
search and rescue team, for two days. And, still they had found nothing. They
were all worried, tired, and frustrated.
They had even searched the woods, but still nothing. None of them were
comfortable searching the woods. It felt like there were eyes watching
everything they did. And, it was eerily calm in the woods.
"Where can they be?!" Buck exclaimed in frustration. The other four men said
nothing. There was nothing they could say. They had no idea if they would ever
find JD and Ezra. As it was, the search and rescue team was already talking
about finding bodies. And, Director Travis was only giving them two weeks to
find the missing agents. Then, they would have to figure something else out. All
five men knew that if Ezra and JD were never found, Team Seven would cease to
exist. It just wouldn't be the same.