Scene: In a car driving through a forested stretch on Highway 401 near Kingston, Ontario. It’s late evening, and the wind is howling.
Ravi: (suddenly honks twice)
Sam: Whoa, Ravi! That raccoon was nowhere near the road. You trying to scare off wildlife or summon it?
Ravi: Bro, that’s not for the raccoon. We’re on that stretch of the highway. You know, the haunted one! I read online that a woman in white has been spotted here multiple times. Honking keeps the spirits away.
Sam: (chuckling) Seriously? You’re honking at ghosts now? Should I roll down the window and throw salt too?
Ravi: Hey, laugh all you want, but my cousin Veena swears she saw a floating figure near the woods last winter. Her car stalled right after that. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
Sam: Cars stall in winter, Ravi. Especially in minus 20 with a battery older than my Spotify playlist. Ghosts aren’t draining her battery—physics is.
Ravi: That’s exactly what she said—until the tow truck guy told her three other cars stalled in the same spot that month. All at night. All after seeing something weird. You explain that.
Sam: Easy. That stretch has crappy cell coverage, a few blind turns, and probably a magnetic anomaly messing with electronics. It’s not a ghost—just geography and bad infrastructure.
Ravi: Magnetic anomaly? Oh please. You always do this. Next you’ll say ghosts don’t exist because we haven’t captured one in a lab yet.
Sam: Exactly. If we did, I’d be all in. But so far, all we’ve got are blurry photos, half-baked YouTube videos, and overactive imaginations.
Ravi: What about that trucker story? The one who said a woman appeared in his passenger seat, vanished mid-ride, and he refused to drive the route again?
Sam: Fatigue, highway hypnosis. Long-haul drivers sometimes go into a trance-like state—it’s a known phenomenon. Ever pulled an all-nighter and thought the toaster was talking to you?
Ravi: (grinning) Okay, once. But that toaster was very persuasive.
Sam: See? It’s the brain filling in gaps. Especially in dark, isolated places. You think you see something, your brain builds a story. Boom—ghost.
Ravi: So you’re saying everybody’s hallucinating? There’s gotta be something to the shared stories.
Sam: Not necessarily hallucinating, just being human. Our brains love patterns and explanations. You hear a story, your brain becomes primed to notice things that fit that story. It’s called confirmation bias.
Ravi: And you’re telling me science has all the answers?
Sam: Nope. But it’s got better questions. Like—if honking really repelled spirits, wouldn’t every ghost be living in total fear of Toronto traffic?
Ravi: (laughs) Okay, fair point. They’d run screaming from the 401 at rush hour.
Sam: Exactly. And besides, I’m not saying don’t be respectful of traditions. I just think we should examine why we believe something before blindly following it. Otherwise, we’re just living in fear of air.
Ravi: Hmm. I get what you’re saying. But still, a little honk never hurt anyone.
Sam: Unless it startles a moose into your windshield. But yeah, fair enough. Honk away, Captain Ghostbuster.
Ravi: Just don’t be surprised if one day you see that woman in white and I get to say, “I told you so.”
Sam: Deal. But if that happens, I’m calling the CBC. We’re going viral.
[They both laugh as the car drives deeper into the night, Ravi honking once more—just in case.]
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