Ghoul in the Basement - Drive out of town.
From Create Your Own Story
You hop into your car. It's a modest thing, about five years old, not flashy, but with plenty of boot space (wink).
You're a fan of the open road, and the drive is pleasant. The area you're heading through is quite heavily wooded, and the road snakes through thick dark trees whose branches hang oppressively overhead. They stretch on for miles. It's the latter half of summer, so they're quite green and thick with leaves, with only the occasional brown or gold patch.
Nothing happens all morning, but eventually your patience pays off. About noon, you spot a hitchhiker up ahead.
This one is hot. She looks around nineteen or twenty, tall and leggy, modest but firm looking tits, light auburn hair falling over her shoulders. She's wearing hiking shorts and sneakers, a loose top that hangs off her shoulders, and carrying a backpack.
