Bride of Berlin
In the early morning hours of February 16th Heinz
Ottofield was driving along a deserted stretch of road looking forward to
getting home, but upon looking ahead he noticed a woman situated there in front
of him. She was dressed in what appeared to be a bridal gown complete with
bouquet of flowers, Heinz slowed down before unwinding his window to see what’d
happened to her.
She explained that her husband had left her behind and he’d
forgotten about her, but Heinz couldn’t work out how he could’ve been so
careless as to forget about her. Realising that she was a damsel in distress he
offered her a ride and she smiled before getting into the passenger seat. Heinz
told her that he’d be going another five and a half miles, but she explained that
she’d be gone before then since her house was only a few miles away at the
most.
They conversed with one another for the next ten minutes and
shared some jokes, but soon came upon an eerie silence as Heinz realised he’d
nothing else to say. He noticed a house situated to the right hand side of the
road and she came over in a joyous looking smile, as this was where she lived.
Heinz pulled the car over and opened the locks on the doors for her to get out.
To his amazement the passenger door was open, but of the bride there was little
sign she couldn’t have disappeared into thin air.
Flustered Heinz rushed over to the house and banged on the
door for about thirty seconds and eventually the lights came on inside. A man
clad in his dressing gown answered the door and gave Heinz a strange look
before asking him to explain why he was banging on his door at this time of the
night. Heinz explained that he’d picked up his bride from the side of the road
and then ticked him off for leaving her behind, on her own out in the middle of
nowhere. The man shook his head as he heard his remarks, but then stopped him
before he went any further. Heinz was gestured to wait at the door while the
man went back inside to grab hold of a photograph he then showed to him.
Heinz recognized it as being the same woman he’d come across
earlier on and wanted to know where she was, but the man had some bad news for
him. He explained that his wife had died on a stretch of the road about four
miles back and this had been on their honeymoon. Heinz did not believe him and
was sure that she’d been in his car not too long ago. The man showed him
another picture where the newspaper gave her details out to show that she was
indeed dead. Heinz was asked inside for a cup of something to steady his
nerves, but he had to get home and looked to leave the front door.
The man stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder. He
then said that if he’d come across his late wife then there had to be a good
reason for it, he also was not the first to come across her and bang on the door
like this. Heinz walked back over to his car, but her husband had a warning for
him. He told him to make sure that he had everything in order because those
that had spotted his wife along the road usually died within the next seventy-two
hours. Heinz realized the mistake he’d made in picking up the bride of Berlin,
but by this time it was all too late…
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