Ghostly Guest

You freeze, your hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. You quickly lock your eyes back onto the road and pull off to the side. The road is empty, and dense trees line the sides. You try to escape the car, but it won't unlock. The glowing white eyes continue to watch you through the mirror. It leans in closer and whispers in your ear from behind the seat. "I'd like a ride..." Its voice is deep and menacing.