the devil ghost writer

silent electric sedan, parked in front of a downtown charging station in Seattle. Matte silver, no logo, no tags, no identifiable model. It looked custom-built, almost futuristic. But no one had seen it arrive. At first, people assumed it was a concept vehicle or some eccentric billionaire’s toy. Then it began moving. It never stayed in the same spot twice. People reported seeing it silently gliding through streets at odd hours—2:06 a.m., 3:44 a.m., always just ahead of them. No headlights. No sound. And never a driver. Local influencer and tech reviewer Sasha Kim made it her mission to investigate. She posted daily videos tracking the mystery car, jokingly calling it "Whisper EV." Her videos went viral. She got close to it once—very close. It sat motionless in a parking garage downtown. The closer she got, the more her equipment glitched—camera froze, phone battery dropped to 1%, sound distorted with whispers in the playback. But she captured one thing: the words scrawled into the condensation on the driver’s window “Do you know where your body is?” That’s when everything changed. Sasha’s friends stopped hearing from her. Her apartment was untouched. Her laptop was open, streaming her last post on loop. The final footage showed her getting into the driver’s seat... and the car pulling away silently, like it was never there. Now, every few weeks, someone else goes missing. People obsessed with the car. People who get too curious. People who touch it. Autonomous driving engineers tried tracing its movements—only to find their servers crash at the exact moment the car comes into frame. Psychics claim the car is a vessel for lost souls whose bodies were never found. Some say it was built with illegal tech from an abandoned government AI-mortuary project, meant to "preserve" the consciousness of the dead. Something experimental. Something buried. There’s one theory Sasha uncovered before she vanished: the car doesn’t just move. It searches. For what? No one knows. But the message left behind in the fogged glass appears again and again, to anyone who gets close. “Do you know where your body is?” Some say if you see the car, and you hear the whisper, you’re already not where you think you are Short story By: Rayan p roy {part 1}