00:00It was close to 1 30 a.m. The streets were deathly quiet while the moon was a merely cold distant
00:06Eye overhead. I was so damn tired that all I could think about was getting home taking a long shower and crashing into bed
00:1515 minutes. That's all it would have taken
00:17The night air was heavy and still as I drove through the empty roads
00:22Totally normal, but as I passed an old almost forgotten bus stop
00:26I saw her a girl standing alone under the flickering streetlight
00:31She was dressed like Samara from the ring pale skin dark hair hanging in wet clumps over her face
00:37She couldn't have been older than 14 standing there all alone in the dead of night
00:41I pulled over and rolled down the window. Hey, you need a ride. I called out
00:47She turned slowly her face still hidden beneath the curtain of hair for a moment. I hesitated
00:53What if she took me for a creep and rang the cops, but then she nodded timidly
