It was a dark night, and all that could be seen from the windshield of the car was a thick white fog,

typical of Maine in the United States. High beams do nothing for you while you're driving through the fog.

As a matter of fact, it works against you.

The young couple had just gotten married,

and there was little that could bring them down

after celebrating their honeymoon,

not even a drive through the thick fog down Brownsville Road.

Suddenly, the car lost control on approaching one of the bridges.

The tires screeched breaking the dampened silence of the night.

The couple's car swerved off the road and crashed.

And the silence that followed, now that the car's engine was off,

they looked at each other to agree on the next steps.

Thankfully, they both seemed okay.

The woman's now husband told her that he would go get help, and she agreed.

Please, he said.

Remain in the car while I find someone to help us.

And so he stepped out into the road, squinting his eyes to spot any headlights moving through the darkness.

Until he finally flagged someone down and made his way back to the crash site on Brownsville Road.

But to his surprise, when he got back, his new bride was gone.

He searched through the back seats in the nearby areas. Still,

nothing. To this day, no one has figured out what happened to her. However, this doesn't mean she's gone.

Urban legends are used as warning sometimes, to stop those who would otherwise get into trouble by staying out too late at night,

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