It was past midnight now, and i had a few more hours to go until I reached my destination. The girl i had picked up an hour ago asleep on the seat beside me. She was a hitchhiker, i had to pick her up i couldn't leave a teenager alone, in the pouring rain. She was really happy that someone was finally giving her a ride.
I don't know her real name only that her friends call her "Jo". She looked so calm, so peaceful. Her brown hair obscured her gorgeous face, her lips flexed in a barely noticeable smile, she must be having a good dream.
I tried to remember the last dream i had, with no luck. Then i felt it, a terrible feeling i had not felt in as long time. A terrible ugly feeling. I looked down at the girl as i drove, hoping that her smiling fence could help me not to give in to the demon within... But i could feel it clawing to get out.
I didn't want to. I couldn't. I needed to get the girl out of the car, but that would take too much time. It would happen before then.
I continued to struggle fighting an inner battle. Then... No. I couldn't contain it. It happened. It was the kind of thing that kids would tell stories about to scare younger kids.
I let out the most monstrous..... Fart i have ever released. It was legendary. I reluctantly looked to see if the beast that had escaped me had woken the girl. It hadn't.
But her smile had faded and she now looked like she was having a nightmare.
