October 28th, 2020
The Headless Biker
"Hey lookie there, who would leave a perfectly good lawn chair up here int he middle of nowhere" Ray asked of Sam since this was a trail Sam had said he taken many times to hike.
"That Ray is the Storytellers chair. Remember you never want to sit in that chair. It is a haunted and magical chair. Some say if during Halloween a person approaches it and says Trick or Treat, they will get one or the other dependent of what is deep down in their heart" He knew Ray was going to sit in the chair, the draw was to much for him. He had to plant the seed.
"Do you remember last Halloween Ray, the stories of the headless biker running through town, running people down. How many died on that day". Ray looked over at Sam then back at the chair, then back at Sam.
"Yes, but the police said they caught the guy, some loony tune in costume".
"Yes Ray that is what the police and the news media reported. What they did not report is that every full moon the headless biker rides again. They always come up with a cover story for the deaths, they do not want to kick off a round of copy cats. Believe me Ray when I say he still rides he does".
"How do you know that Sam, why the sorrowful forlorn look. Do you know who the killer is Sam"?
"Yes Ray I know who the headless biker is. You see last year the day before Halloween, like today, I sat in that chair. I had heard the stories of the chair. Like you I did not believe. I took my seat in the chair I uttered the magic word of abracadabra.
"The storyteller came, he told me the story of the Headless Horseman from long ago, he told it as no other story teller ever had, I was hooked I was enthralled. The power to ride down the enemy, to take their worthless lives, to remove them from existence. To cleanse the world of evil".
"After the telling the story teller warned me, I knew what was to come. I knew I was going to become the Headless Biker. That I would have to ride every full moon. That I would have to remove souls from the earth. Thirteen, no more no less. I needed to take thirteen souls and put them to rest" At this point Ray was just shaking his head not believing, I knew he was trapped. I knew at that point he would sit in the chair.
"You know what Sam you spin a mighty strange yarn at times, this I have to say is the best you have ever done. You're full of crap Sam you know that. Look at it, go on take a good look, it's just a damn lawn chair. Nothing more nothing special. I'll prove it"! Sam watched, as a small smile of thanks began to appear on his face, as Ray began to take the seat.
"Thank you Ray for easing this burden from my shoulders, I told the truth, I had to get rid of this curse. It was growing to strong in me, I was yearning for the full moon, I needed the full moon, I needed to go on a rampage, to feel the power, it was taking control of me, I knew I would step over the limit, I knew I would eventually ride on a new moon".
"You will see Ray, you will understand. You will eventually want to kill me, the only days you will ever be able to see me will be on the new moon. I came so so close to killing Carol. It would have damned me to a life of hell on Earth if I did. I would forever be locked in ghost form riding forever until the curse was lifted".
Ray could not respond he was locked into the chair the story teller had him. I know he did not hear my words, it was with a heavy heart I turned back down the path as I felt the curse lift from me. I had sacrificed a friend so I could live and die a normal life. It was wrong, I know it now as I continued down the path.
I knew where I would be next year, I would take this burden back, it was not right. I know the power of the curse, I know the sadness of a sacrifice. I will make amends.
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