[ WP ] You are driving down the road when you see a Woman in White ghost hitchhiking . And even though you know she is a ghost , you pick her up anyway ...

`` Wait. You can see me?'' she stared at me confused. 
 
 `` Yea'' I said. Dragging out the end of the word unsure of where she was going with this. 
 
 `` hmmm'' she mused back, cocking her head on one side. `` what are you? `` 
 
 `` Tired'' I grinned, been driving out here for years but this is the first time iv seen anyone out here on the B roads, let alone try and hitch a ride. Are n't you afraid I'm going to knock you out, tie you up and dance around you naked wielding a knife. Is n't that the stereotype? 
 
 `` Are you'' she asked. `` I'm not afraid and I'd really not be stood in the middle of a freezing wood in a sundress on an October evening.'' 
 
 `` Fair enough'' I shrugged, leaning over and opening the car door. As she slumped into the passenger seat putting her feet up on the dash, my suspicions were confirmed. There was enough light from the interior lighting to show the bruises on her ankles, and the faded pale skin of scar tissue where she had bled out. 
 This women was n't living. Or at least she did n't have the right to be complaining and leaving muddy bootprints on the inside of my car, when those boots should probably be in an evidence locker next to her body in the morgue. 
 
 `` The boots? `` I nodded. Were you camping up here? 
 
 `` Something like that'' she nodded `` Iv been away from the city too long though'' 
 `` My husband thought we needed to get away.'' `` We had been growing apart and I think he wanted to reconnect.'' 
 
 `` errrr'' I mumbled. I have n't had the best luck in love and the last thing I needed was to piss off a dead women who had obviously been murdered by her husband on their're-connection' outing. 
 
 `` And your leaving without him?'' 
 
 `` He left without me!'' she glared at me! `` why do you think I was hitch hiking?'' `` He took the car keys'' 
 
 `` I guess that makes sense `` I replied, dropping down a gear and opening the throttle on the straight. 
 
 `` So how far out are we?'' she asked turning back to me. 
 
 `` About 20mins outside Oxford'' `` Not long now'' 
 `` what do you mean? not long now'' 
 
 As she said it she turned away from me and looked out of the windscreen. She stared into the light as if in slow motion the car imploded around us. Shattered glass sprayed across the seats and my head spun round with a crack. 
 The air was filled with the hissing of the engine and the drone of the trucks horn as the driver was slumped across his wheel. 
 
 `` Hey Guy'' `` Hey Genius'' The dead girl prodded me. `` You still with us?'' 
 
 I turned my head to her and watched her reaction as my neck was obviously broken. 
 `` Your new to this are n't you'' I said. 
 `` huh?'' she replied 
 `` You asked why I could see you'' `` That's the thing.'' `` I'm already dead''.
