It was a cold wintry night,and the chilly gusts of wind were piercing neeedles in my torso. I had to travel a long distance to my frind's house and the sterile weather made it impossible for me to walk.

I decide to spend the night in a roadside motel,if one can accomodate me. God must have heard my intentions,and just as i was about to loose hope ,a small fiat screeched beside me.The driver was a tall and lean fellow with a pale face."Are you lost or just out for a evening stroll",enquired the fellow."What an absolute idoit" ,i thought ,considering that somebody would dare to walk in this calamity.But without any further adieu i got into his car and bless my luck,the car started rolling. The man was quite for most of the journey,and from i can deduce from his countenance ,that he must be in a hurry.The car was moving in a crashing speed and for a moment i felt as if i was going to crashland.

But suddenly the car came to a halt ,and the driver asked me to get down.i mumbled some words of gratitude,but the fiat had already gone. As soon i became concious of my sorrounding i realized that i was standing in the same place where have started.

I felt a cold chill in mine spine.was i feeling dizzy ,or went into a trance. then suddenly i saw a patrol van cruising towards me.As i was just about to ask for help the cop asked me hop in.

My mind was racing like a prize horse ,but sudeenly i was feeling numb " there has been a fatal accident at the next crossing," said the cop.

I felt relieved at the thought that i was simoply getting paranoid since the driver who gave me lift must have seen it and knowing that the road would be blocked for the rest of the night dropped me at the same spot.

"Did you came across a fiat on your way?".i asked . "No ,but the car that toppled from the bridge was a fiat'came the immidiate reply. My world seem to go round and round over my head,and i sunk in my seat.