Test drive

Mark was thrilled to test drive the sleek, black sports car he’d spotted online. The dealer warned him, “Just a quick spin around the block.” Eager, Mark took the keys and sped off. As he drove, the streets grew unfamiliar, twisting into shadows and fog. The radio crackled with whispers, “Turn back… don’t trust the car.” He laughed nervously, thinking it was a prank. Suddenly, the car’s headlights flickered, revealing a pale figure in the rearview mirror—eyes hollow, mouth twisted in a silent scream. Mark slammed the brakes, but the car accelerated on its own, racing down a road that wasn’t on any map. The engine roared louder, the figure reaching closer, until Mark woke up in the driver’s seat, heart pounding. The dealer was gone. The car’s door wouldn’t open. And the whispers from the radio promised, “The test drive never ends.”