The Haunted Milestone: A Night of Night Drives and Ghosts

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale, ghostly glow over the road ahead. It was a cold, misty night, and the only sounds were the distant hum of the city and the occasional honk of a car in the distance. Liu Yang, a young and ambitious entrepreneur, was driving home after a long day at the office. The stress of the day weighed heavily on his shoulders, but he needed to unwind. The quiet road ahead seemed like the perfect escape.

As Liu Yang approached a desolate stretch known as the Haunted Milestone, a sudden chill ran down his spine. The signpost stood ominously in the middle of the road, its surface peeling and its lettering faded. There was something eerie about it, something that seemed to call out to him.

The car's headlights illuminated the milestone, revealing strange, almost human-like figures carved into the stone. Liu Yang's heart raced as he realized the figures were not just decorations; they seemed to be watching him. He felt a strange compulsion to stop, but his instinct was to keep driving. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen.

As Liu Yang's car rolled to a stop, he noticed a peculiar symbol etched into the ground near the milestone. It was a circle with a cross inside, something he had never seen before. He reached for his phone, intending to take a picture, but as his fingers brushed against the screen, the car's engine died.

Liu Yang's eyes widened in terror as he realized the car was no longer moving. He stepped out, his feet sinking into the cold, wet grass. The mist swirled around him, and he could hear the faint, eerie sounds of the night. The wind howled through the trees, and the air was thick with an unsettling silence.

He looked back at the milestone, and to his horror, the figures seemed to move. They were still, but there was a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in their positions. Liu Yang's mind raced with questions. Who had carved these figures? Why was there a mysterious symbol on the ground? And most importantly, why was he there?

As he stood frozen, a cold breeze swept through the air, and he felt a hand brush against his shoulder. He turned quickly, but there was no one there. The hand was gone, leaving behind only a chill that seemed to seep into his bones.

Liu Yang's phone suddenly started to ring. He looked down and saw a number he didn't recognize. His heart pounded as he answered, his voice trembling. "Hello?"

There was a moment of silence, and then a voice, deep and gravely, spoke. "Liu Yang, you're not who you think you are."

The voice sent a shiver down Liu Yang's spine. "Who is this? What do you mean?"

The voice chuckled, a sound that was both eerie and sinister. "You're not who you think you are. You were meant to be someone else. Someone who walked this road long before you were born."

Liu Yang's mind was spinning. "What are you talking about? Who am I?"

"You're a ghost," the voice said simply. "You've been haunting this road for centuries. But now, you're about to become something else."

Liu Yang felt a wave of nausea as he realized the truth. He was a ghost, and this road was his eternal prison. The milestone was his eternal reminder of who he had been and who he was destined to become.

As the voice continued, Liu Yang felt himself being pulled back into the car. The door slammed shut, and the engine roared to life. He was trapped again, forever bound to the Haunted Milestone.

The car raced down the road, and Liu Yang watched in horror as the figures on the milestone seemed to come to life. They were following him, watching him, waiting for the moment he would cross the threshold and become one with them.

The road stretched on forever, and Liu Yang knew he would never escape. He was haunted, forever, by the milestones of his past and the secrets of his past life.

The Haunted Milestone had claimed another soul, and Liu Yang would forever be its ghostly reminder.