Something REALLY CRAZY happened to my husband and I last Thursday.
Every Thursday we go to a Bookstore/Coffee Shop in town for my husbands Chess Club meeting. I don’t mind going because I get to hang out with my good friend Dee and we can look at books, talk about school and sip coffee.
We left the meeting last Thursday at about ten after 9, so it was close to 9:40 when we got off our exit. The weather had been strange the last few days. Rain, wind and tons of lightning. Richie was listening to his new Rolling Stones CD that he had just purchased and singing along. I was watching for deer like I always do. Richie tends to focus more on what is right in front of him and since we see deer almost daily I always try to watch for them.
We pulled off the highway and then proceeded to cross the bridge that goes back over the highway. I glance ahead and noticed something just off the edge of the road on the opposite end of the overpass. “Boy that is a large, dead dog!” I thought to myself. I glanced at the clock then but just as we passed by the dead dog I saw out of the corner of my eye what looked like a HUMAN foot!
I was momentarily dumb struck, in shock, FROZEN! I couldn’t make any words come out. Richie, who saw NOTHING, kept driving until we came to a stop sign about a quarter of a mile away. I was still unsure of what I might have seen.
“Richie???” I said weakly.
He glanced at me and his eyes got wide. He later said I looked as white as a ghost. “What?”
“Um, I think I saw a dead body back there,” I said matter-of-factly.
“Yeah I’m not kidding.”
“On the overpass.”
“Okay, get the cell phone out.”
So Richie spins the car around and I start dialing 9-1-1 and prepare to hit the send button.
“I’m afraid to look so just tell me if I need to call,” I say.
I cover my eyes only sort-of. I am still peaking through my fingers. As Richie rounds the corner we both see the body and Richie says, “CALL”. But I am already talking to the 9-1-1 dispatcher.
“There is a body on the side of the road,” my voice manages to shake out.
She asks my location as Richie gets close enough to roll down the window to yell out at the body of the woman that is lying completely NAKED on the side of the road. “Are you okay?” Just then her knee moves ever so slightly and I here a haunting moan come from the woman.
I am yelling into the phone, “She’s not dead, she’s not dead!” The operator tries to calm me down but I am so freaked out. Richie is now pulling past the woman and turning the car around again. Once he realized she was naked he thought it was best that I be between him and her. He pulls back to the spot where she is laying spread eagle style on the side of the road. I can only imagine what has happened to her. I’m afraid she was raped, beaten and dumped there. Left to die in the rain.
I roll down my window to the woman who was only moments ago moaning like she was about to take her final breaths of life. “Mam, are you okay?”
“Oh yeah, I’m FINE,” is her reply as she starts to sit up.
“Did someone hurt you, are you okay?” I ask again.
“Well I am on the phone with the police and they are on there way.”
You would think this would be comforting to a woman who is laying naked, in the rain, on the side of the highway. Instead all hell breaks loose at this point! She jumps to her feet screaming, “You called the police? Why did you call the police?” And she starts running after us! I am rolling up the window, terrified beyond belief. Richie grabs the phone and tells the officer who has just asked if we see a car around, “NO! I don’t see a car! I see a CRAZY NAKED lady chasing after us and I’m getting out of here! She is obviously on drugs or something and we aren’t sticking around here to find out! She is YOUR problem now!”
As Richie speeds away I turn around to see a completely naked woman running back and forth across the overpass bridge with her arms flailing around and I burst into tears!
This was SURELY the scariest and weirdest thing that has ever happened to me.
A few days ago we found out the name of the girl. We also found out that she was probably tweaking on Meth and probably has no recollection of what happened. So the moral of the story is:
DON’T DO DRUGS!!!!!!