Co-eds European Roadtrip Horror Part1
The expanse of the Eastern Europe as it rolls forever onwards has that hypnotic effect. Crest after crest reveals nothing but harsh hot plains brilliant with corn like a sea of gold. The eyes have no reference and your heart sets its sights on a new hill and that expected vista of civilization only to be disappointed over and over. Soldiers of Hitler’s Germany spoke of the soul sucking sensation; their minds driven towards insanity as day after day of barrenness filed them with foreboding. They had a sense of slowly slipping into an awful vastness from which they could not return. On this occasion the dust billowing sedan might not have been invading Russia but for the young woman at the wheel the last two days had seemed like a military campaign. Diora turned …