Maybe it’s just the turning of the leaves and the bats on my windowsill (baby vampires!). But for some reason, always this time of year, I get very afraid of someone sneaking into my car late at night in the library parking lot, waiting quietly in the backseat, and then doing something terrible once I leave the building, get in, start the car and start driving. Before late night trips back to my house, I always check the backseat and turn on the inside light just in case this time is THE time.
Surely other people have felt this too, right?
Pretty sure everyone who’s read Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark (“High Beams”) has suspected such foul play at least once, which is why I always keep a mannequin in my back seat to confuse would-be murders (and would-be good Samaritans).
I thought I was the only one who’s read Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark. Have you read the whole trilogy?
