The Bride of The Port of Colombia (Short Story) - Part 3 by Hanner Goenaga

Weeks later, another public driver was crossing the same road heading toward the entrance of the town. He was aware of everything that had happened, so he drove with caution. Suddenly, while passing through the accident zone, he also saw the woman dressed in white in the middle of the road, waving her hand.

​It seemed strange to him, so he stared at her closely. That was when he realized she was a woman in a wedding dress and that she had the same face as the one he had seen in the newspaper—the one who had lost her life in the first accident.

​The man trembled and his face turned pale, so he stepped on the gas. When he passed by her, she followed him with her gaze while moving her arm. But he kept going, staring straight ahead, pretending he hadn't seen her.

​A few minutes passed and the taxi driver began to relax and return to normal; he exhaled, closing his eyes. But at that moment, he heard a woman's voice say to him: "Why didn't you stop? I'm going to be late for my wedding."

​The driver turned around on the spot with his jaw dropped and the veins in his face bulging. He saw the woman sitting there with a gentle smile. He lost control of his car and spun around on the road, heading toward the forest. He ended up crashing the automobile into the trunk of a thick tree.

​Over time, many more taxi drivers from the town began to have encounters with the soul of the Bride of Puerto Colombia. She became a topic of conversation among the inhabitants, who spoke of her with concern and fear, unable to find a solution. The story of the Bride had already transcended to cities throughout the region.

​She did not manifest all the time, but when she did, many of them had already learned to control themselves in her presence to avoid ending up in a deadly accident. However, every time they were about to cross that path, they would say a prayer. Every time they crossed the entrance to the village, the ghost woman would vanish. She could only wander and manifest her torment in the area of the trees.