“I’m cold” I say to my boyfriend as I’m sitting in the passenger seat next to him. He looks at me and turns my seat warmer on and smiles. As we continue our drive to our cabin I take in the scenery around us. The mountains and trees go on for miles but the rain makes it kind of hard to see everything. “Are you excited for our cabin getaway?” my boyfriend asks while lowering the volume on the radio. “Of course I am” I reply. This weekend is our 3 year anniversary and I can tell he’s going to propose. He’s been working overtime and he’s been on the phone with his parents a lot these past few weeks. “How many other cabins are around us?” He looks at me and says “Oh it’s just going to be us up there” I look at him smile and reply “That sounds good but don’t you find it a bit creepy we’re gonna be in the mountains by ourselves alone in a cabin for 3 days with no service?” He chuckles, “Nah we’ll be fine. There’s a satellite phone I think and you have your big strong boyfriend to protect you” I just laugh. Of course we’ll be fine. Why wouldn’t we be? It’s just going to be me and my future fiancé for the weekend. “I think we’re gonna lose our wifi when we get to this bridge maybe even a little before” He says as he’s pulling the paper directions out of the console. All of a sudden the wind picks up and the radio dies. The woods sound like their screaming. “There it goes” he says. I stare ahead as we keep driving through the woods. The fog goes from thick to thin every 100 yards. It’s like mother nature can’t make up her mind. Then I see light. It’s the bridge. We drive on the bridge and as I’m looking out the window my boyfriend slams on the breaks. “What the hell are you doing?” I snap. He’s pale and just says “Look” I turn to see what he’s looking at. It’s a man in a suit. Hes just standing there. I can’t make out a face but he’s pale and dripping wet. My boyfriend honks the horn. The man doesn’t flinch. My boyfriend unbuckles his seatbelt and I say “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He turns to me and says “I’m gonna tell him either get out of the road or I’m running him over” This has to be a new level of stupid even for him. I don’t know what’s going through his head but he never acts like this. Irrational and quick with his decisions. He’s normally so calm and calculated. Is he trying to be a tough guy to impress me? As he opens the car door I tell him “Don’t get too close you don’t know if this guy has a gun or something” I can’t tell if he hears me because the door closes as I get my last words out. As my boyfriend approaches the man I see him get about 20 yards away then freeze. My boyfriend turns even paler than he already was. He turns and runs back towards the car. As he gets in he’s panting like he’s just ran a marathon and on the verge of collapsing. I almost don’t hear him as he looks at me and mutters the words “He has no face” I feel the blood start to leave my face. “What do you mean he has no face” I ask as I look back and forth from the man to my boyfriend. He looks at me like a dog on the fourth of july when fireworks start to go off. He says “He literally has no eyes, mouth or nose.” I’m at a loss for words. I take the binoculars out of the glove box and sure enough he’s right. As I look at the part of his face where his eyes should be the radio turns on. Loud static shakes the car and it almost sounds like screaming again. Then a local radio show turns on. “And we’re back again from commercial. If you’re listening to this broadcast you’ve probably heard of the man with no face. If you haven’t, he’s like our version of bigfoot except he’s meaner. If you do come across him turn around and don’t look back. I don’t care if you’ve spent thousands of dollars on your trip turn around. I would not want to mess with him. Anyway now it’s time for the weather” then the radio changes channels. My boyfriends hands are nowhere near the radio. It’s almost like it has a mind of its own. Then this smokey raspy voice comes on and says “I’d listen to them. Leave while you have the chance. I feel like being nice today” My boyfriend looks at me and says “Let’s get the hell out of here” I nod frantically. He puts the car in reverse and floors it. We drive out of the mountains all the way back home. A couple days later we get a postcard in the mail with a picture of the bridge. It says “Thank you for you’re visit, hope to see you soon!” I look at my boyfriend and we get simultaneous chills. I throw the postcard out and leave that man with no face on the bridge where he belongs.