The Drive

Idk man its horror

It started like any other day, I woke up, ate a breakfast of toast and eggs, and left for work. I took the same route I always do, 2 lefts, 1 right, and then left out of my neighborhood, but today, when I turned left to leave the neighborhood, I found myself back in front of my house, everything exactly the same as I left it. I don’t know what I thought was going on but I decided to keep driving, I don't know why I did but I did, and just as before, when I turned to leave the neighborhood, I found myself back where I had begun, at this point I had thought I lost it, but I kept driving, this time when I turned out of the neighborhood, I turned right and found myself back where I started, but this time, something was of, I can't say what, but something was wrong, a red orange tint of the clouds that I swear was not there before, a subtle smell of something living and dead permeating the air. I kept driving, I tried every route I knew but every road lead back to my house, and every time I returned, it was just a little more, off, my usually well kept hedges slowly became more wild and untamed, the red tint and smell became more and more intense until they permeating every fiber of my being. Soon, all the sounds stopped, the birds, the sprinklers of number 5, Mrs. Robinson’s dog, all gone, nothing left but the sound of my engine and my own breath. And still I kept driving, on and on and on, I don’t know for how long I drove but it must have been several hours, and all the while the neighborhood that I had once known had become more and more alien, viscera slowly coated every surface, its dank, rotten smell overpowering ever sense. And then I saw them, standing in front of every house, figures made of meat and gore, vague approximations of the people I had called my neighbors. The more I drove, the more they approached the street, the closer they got until I could see every crease and wrinkle in the meat they called skin. I have decided that on my next drive through, I’m going to get out, maybe the way out lies on foot. I don't think anyone will find this, and I don't know what they would do with it if they did but, I'm writing this down anyway.