Short Horror Stories

It was 12 midnight and I just get off from work as a call center agent. It's quite dark tonight. No stars are visible above which is odd considering the time. It wasn't gonna rain too. I look around for jeepneys, of course you rarely really get a ride at this time of the night. But one did stop for me anyway. It was a black jeep, I couldn't see the placard from the front nor a number that would let me know where the jeepney was off too. I just shrugged it off since my house is located just before the highway intersection. I get in the jeep and it drove off. Just seconds later, two people in black got in to the jeepney. I just noticed at that time that I was wearing black too and can't help but joke inside my head about where we're gonna perform our dance number tonight. I couldn't laugh at that joke though, they would think I'm crazy. The more the jeepney go, the more the people that get inside to ride which was rather odd considering the time. Not so long after, the jeepney was almost full. That's not the only odd thing about this. Everyone here wore black. Including me of course. I didn't know why I wore black to work today but thank goodness I don't feel out of place. The last passenger that got in was not wearing black. In fact it was too colorful it's disturbing to look at. He got in the jeepney from a middle of nowhere. The man looked drunk too. He got in the ride and shouted to everyone about where we performed tonight. I chuckle at the joke but everyone looked awfully serious. Dead serious. I moved a bit to let the man sit but that's where it all went weird. Like really weird. Everyone got off the jeepney and four people held tight on the drunkards limbs. I followed them out to see what was happening and oddly enough the jeepney quickly vanished. Like really vanished into none. Just like a bubble that popped. Not leaving any trace. I look at where they were taking the guy and noticed that the place we were in was not familiar. It had so many trees on the side of the road. Everyone went inside the woods and the man was now screaming. I stopped following them because I need to find my way home too and I'm literally screaming inside of my head. I retrack the path from where we went from with the jeepney until I found a familiar fast food sign. I literally touch the pole sign of the fast food just to know if it was real and the moment I did, I was back. I don't know if I should say back to reality but I'm not lost anymore. I look around and found another jeepney. This time it wasn't black and there were a few other passengers that wasn't odd looking. I got to go home with that jeep. A few days later, while off to work. I noticed someone posting a missing picture on a post. I looked at the features of that missing person and discovered it was that drunk man.