The Rhoswen Tales

Ghost's revenge

Madeline had been held captive for weeks, enduring unspeakable horrors at the hands of her kidnappers. But she was determined to escape, to break free from the chains that bound her and the darkness that surrounded her.

One night, as her captors slept, Madeline saw her chance. She slipped out of her restraints and crept silently through the house, her heart pounding in her chest. She found the keys to a car and made her way to the garage, her hands shaking as she fumbled with the lock.

Finally, the door swung open and Madeline climbed into the driver's seat, her hands trembling as she turned the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life, and with a surge of adrenaline, Madeline slammed her foot on the gas pedal and tore out of the garage, the headlights cutting through the darkness like a knife.

But as she raced down the winding road, her heart pounding in her chest, Madeline realized that her kidnappers were not far behind. They were chasing her, their headlights flashing in her rearview mirror, their shouts echoing in the night.

Madeline pushed the car to its limits, her hands gripping the steering wheel with white-knuckled intensity. But as she rounded a sharp curve, disaster struck. The car skidded out of control, careening off the road and tumbling down a steep ravine, the sound of twisting metal and shattering glass filling the air.

When the car finally came to a stop, Madeline lay battered and broken, her vision swimming as she struggled to make sense of what had just happened. And then, as the darkness closed in around her, she felt a cold chill run down her spine.

Madeline's ghost rose from the wreckage, her eyes burning with a fierce determination. She had not escaped her kidnappers, but she would not rest until she had her revenge. And so, with a haunting wail that echoed through the night, Madeline's ghost began to haunt those who had wronged her, her presence a chilling reminder of the horrors she had endured.

And as the days turned to weeks and the weeks turned to months, the kidnappers lived in fear, haunted by the ghost of Madeline and the vengeance she sought. For Madeline may have been gone, but her spirit lived on, a ghostly specter of justice in a world gone mad.