The Mist (standard:science fiction, 744 words)
Author: Michael Lance Kersting	Added: Jun 05 2009	Views/Reads: 3181/2097	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A mist on a lonely highway changed my view on the supernatural.

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Flipping through the pages “Here,sir,see for yourself," He looked at me
kind of odd as he handed me the papers. 

I took the papers from him and looked and sure enough, there was a
photograph of Hank and his Drifting Cowboys all dressed up in cowboy 
outfits, smiling for the camera with a caption beneath that read : 
“Hank Wiliams and the Drifting Cowboys will be performing at the Grand 
Ole Orpy tonight at 8 pm sharp!'. I couldn't believe it!, I checked the 
date on the newspaper and it read : 2/ 8/1952 . 

I almost dropped the papers in shock and disbelief. Was I going Nuts ? I
wondered  then I remembered the mist on the highway, A cold chill ran 
through me.Seeing my obvious discomfort the young man asked 

‘Are you okay,sir ?” 

“Yes ," I replied weakly and wondered if I was dreaming. 

”It's just--,just, I am a bit confused.” I stammered. I looked at his 

face and the feeling that I knew it  returned. 

“What's your name, son?” I asked hesitantly. 

“Elvis Presley” the kid replied.”Why ,Sir?” 

I was too shock to answer. 


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