Story in English

Parnassos, Greece. 

The storm strengthens, he can hardly see the road while the windscreen wipers screech like crazy back and forth. There are some flashes of light, like the camera flash which give the suspicion of a day in this deep night. These are the lightnings which tear the sky like razors and magically shed light in their way.

With difficulty, he sees something flashing on the roadside, and  stops abruptly. It is a huge arrow of orange bulbs which flashes like a christmas tree, and compel him to turn right because of projects on the road as he was able to discern from the sign right next to the arrow. He drives up an inaccessible mountain road, the hill seemed vertical, it was difficult for the car to climp it up and it was roaring like a lion. It was the first time he went there, everywhere were wildness and darkness. This place was totally unfamiliar  to him and he was giving a real battle to keep the car on the road as the road turns wrapped the car like snakes. It was raining cats and dogs, the visability was almost to zero, he could hardly see the white stripes of the road. Suddenly a loud noise was heard (he hit on something), almost immediately loses the car's control, the road is slipping, he can not see, the tires are growling in the effort to brake the car, he puts all of his strenghts and does various maneuvers and finally he manages to stop the car.

"Oh my God, thank you" He murmurs shyly. He was barely breathing, his heart was beating like crazy, he stopped in the edge of the cliff. He didn't know what was that, which he had hit over and made him overthrow his way. His wife and children woke up from the noise and asked worried what had happened. He was so shocked that he said no word, he got lost in his thoughts, the idea  that he might have hit a man passed his mind.

"Who could have been in this wildness while this storm?" He wonders and a sigh comes out of his lips. 

"You must be strong" He holds that thought on his mind while he tries to reassure his family that everything is fine and start the car too. He turns the key, all the lamps are turned on, the car makes a sound like rumbling but it doesn't start. He turns the ignition repeatedly. Nothing happens. The car seems to be nailed on the road. He is instantly wondering what is that, that  have caused so much damage.  He must go out to check the loss and to ascertain what have caused it. He takes the flashligtout of  the glove box and gets ready to go out. While stepping out he realizes that he can't approach the front side of the car. He is horrified when he realizes that there was no  return of the light beam in front of him, it was lost in the infinity. He turns perplexed backwards, it was impossible for him to see anything, the rain was so heavy, that he felt like been shoot by thousand of bullets which tear his flesh. His body hurts from the rain's fury. He abandons the effort to go further and goes back in the car, wetted to the bone spanked like a dog. His wife was also scared but she was trying to remain calm because of the children. She asks him impatiently what he saw and he answers with a sharp voice. "I must call the road safety, the car has a lot of damage, we probably hit at tree trunk".