Not on the Map (Day 10, 13 Days of Samhain)

Not on the Map

“I think we’re lost.” Carly admitted as she drove through the countryside. It was starting to get dark.

“It’s weird the GPS isn’t working. If only we had a map.” Suzanne said.

“If only I had charged my phone. Hey, isn’t that a town ahead?” Carly asked.

“Maybe. Hopefully they’ll have a motel.” Suzanne replied. As they came to the town they noticed all the houses looked old and the streetlamps seemed to be lit with candles. A horse and carriage passed them.

“Oh my god, I think we’re in Amish country!” Carly exclaimed.

“We should stop and ask them for directions.” Suzanne suggested.

“If they’ll stop for us.” Carly parked the car. They both got out and approached a tall man in a black coat. He also wore a black wide brimmed hat and carried a lantern.

“Excuse me, we’re lost. Can you tell us where we are?” Suzanne asked him. The man held up his lantern and had a long look at the both of them.

“You’re in the township of Whitewood.” He answered.

“We’re heading to Kingsport. Can you give us directions?” Carly asked.

“No young lady. Two young women should not be traveling at night. We have rooms you can stay in.” He offered.

“That would be great. Thank you.” Carly replied. The man led them into a house nearby.

“We only need one room really. We can share the bed.” Suzanne told him.

“Two women sharing a bed together?” The man asked as they walked down a hallway.

“Yeah we do it all the time at home.” Cary told him. The man stopped and turned to face them.

“Where are your husbands? You are of marrying age.” He asked them.

“We’re not married.” Carly replied.

“To men.” Suzanne added. The man looked at them up and down.

“You both wear blue pants. Most unseemly attire for women.”

“They’re jeans. Everyone wears them.” Suzanne told him.

“And your heads are uncovered.”

“Well I can go and get my beanie from the car if that makes you happy.” Suzanne offered.

“Also is there anywhere to charge my phone?” Carly asked.

“Charge your what?” The man asked.

“My phone.” Carly brought out her iPhone and handed it to him. “It needs charging.” The man looked at her confused. He then looked over her iPhone.

“What is this devilish instrument?” He asked.

“You don’t like iPhones either huh?” Suzanne asked. The man looked at them again and held up the lantern in their faces.

“You don’t seem to have dealings with men and you carry infernal devices. Are you both witches?” He asked.

“No, we’re not into witchcraft.” Carly replied.

“Though one of my friends is Wiccan and she’s pretty cool.” Suzanne added.

“So you consort with witches?”

“I wouldn’t say we consort with her. She’s just a friend.” Suzanne told him. The man looked uneasy, but then led them on through the hallway until he stopped at a door. He opened it to reveal a bedroom.

“Stay in here tonight.” He ordered. Both Carly and Suzanne walked into the room. “We will work out what to do with you in the morning.” He then shut the door behind them with a loud clang. Carly immediately went to the door.

“He’s locked us in.” She announced. “Hey let us out!” She banged loudly on the door a few times, but there was no response.

“And the windows are bolted shut.” Suzanne said after checking them.

“What’s going to happen to us?” Carly wondered.

“The Amish don’t burn people do they?” Suzanne asked suddenly feeling scared.

“I’ve never heard of them doing that. They’ll probably just ask us to leave and never come back, hopefully.” Carly answered. Suzanne checked the door again.

“So what do we do now?”

“We should get some sleep. It’s not like we can do anything at the moment. I’m sure it’ll be alright in the morning. It’s probably all just a misunderstanding.” Carly suggested. They both climbed into the soft feather bed and, despite everything, fell asleep almost instantly.

When they awoke the next morning they were lying in a field. There was no sign of the town they had been in and their car was parked by the side of the road.

“What happened to the town? Did they remove us from it when we were sleeping and leave us in this field?” Suzanne asked.

“No, I think we’re in the same place.” Carly replied.

“Are you sure? What happened to the Amish and their town then?” Suzanne wondered as she looked around.

“I don’t think it was the Amish. I think it was a ghost town.”

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the prompt Ghost Town provided by Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain.

I’ve taken a few liberties with language in this story. In reality people from the 17th Century and 21st Century would not readily be able to understand each other, both in words used and dialect.

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2 thoughts on “Not on the Map (Day 10, 13 Days of Samhain)

  1. I love how you used the prompt, Joanne. A very atmospheric story, where the tension steadily increases. I’m pleased for Carly and Suzanne that the town had disappeared before anything else happened to them! 🙂

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