Ghost

A brief record of a confusing and eerie thing that happened to me on a moor, from a couple of years ago

A few years ago I was talking about ghosts to a lady in a pub about six miles off the southern edge of Dartmoor. She told me she didn’t believe in them, personally, herself. “There is one scary thing that happened to me, though, that I can’t explain,” she added. Around half a decade earlier she and a friend had been driving across the moor on the way to…