Ralph on the Mountain Division #9

Ralph Fairbanks slowly repeated the words of the note to himself, “Keep away from Red Moose if you want to keep living.” He raised his eyes and stared at the spot where the boy had disappeared. He saw nothing but a thick group of trees. “Can this be a joke?” Ralph mused.
With a look of horror in his eyes, Ralph saw the trees rush past him. The car was going fifty miles an hour now. If he jumped, he would be instantly killed but if he stayed on… he knew the car could not make the turn at the mine; it would jump the track and hurtle through the air to fall, a mass of ruins, fifty feet below.