Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition

They cruised through the city, the night enveloping them in a blanket of darkness. The streets were empty, save for the occasional flicker of streetlights and the distant hum of the city. Suddenly, a streak of black flashed before them, almost too fast to be real.

"There it is!" Lisa shouted, pointing at the ghost car as it sped past them, its headlights glowing like the eyes of a demon. James slammed the accelerator, and their police car roared to life, giving chase.

The ghost car weaved through the streets with an otherworldly grace, its speed unmatched by any ordinary vehicle. James pushed their car to its limits, but it was clear they were no match for the spectral vehicle.

"Dispatch, this is Detective Carter. We are in pursuit of the suspect vehicle. It appears to be... driving itself," James reported, his voice tense.

"Roger that, Detective. Backup is on the way," came the reply from Lieutenant Michael Reynolds.

As they followed the ghost car, it led them through the heart of Shadowfall, past abandoned buildings and dark alleys. It was as if the car knew the city better than any human. James and Lisa exchanged worried glances, the surreal nature of the chase dawning on them.

Without warning, the ghost car veered off the main road and headed toward the old industrial district. James followed, his grip tightening on the wheel. They raced through narrow streets, the sound of their sirens piercing the night.

Suddenly, the ghost car screeched to a halt in front of an abandoned warehouse. James and Lisa skidded to a stop behind it, their hearts pounding. They stepped out of their car, guns drawn, and approached the spectral vehicle.

The car’s windows were tinted black, giving no hint of what lay inside. James signaled for Lisa to cover him as he cautiously approached the driver’s side. He reached for the door handle, his fingers trembling.

With a swift motion, James yanked the door open. The car was empty. No driver, no passenger, nothing but an eerie silence. The dashboard glowed with an unnatural light, and the air inside was cold as ice.

"What the hell is going on?" Lisa whispered, her eyes wide with fear.

Before James could respond, the car’s engine roared to life again. The doors slammed shut, and the ghost car sped off into the night, leaving James and Lisa standing in stunned silence.

They watched as the car disappeared into the darkness, its taillights fading like the eyes of a ghost. James took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.

"We need to find out what that was," he said, his voice resolute.

Lisa nodded, her expression determined. "Agreed. This isn’t over." Enjoy new tales from NovelBin.Côm

As they headed back to their car, the night seemed even darker, the city’s shadows hiding secrets they couldn’t yet fathom. The ghost car was out there, and they knew it wouldn’t be the last they saw of it. The chase had only just begun.