One night in the middle of November something happened I will never forget. I was driving up one of the many mountainous paths that dotted the landscape when I saw a car parked on the side of the road with a young woman who looked to be around my age standing next to it waving me down. I was a little nervous but she didn't look threatening and seemed to need my help so I pulled over and got out of my car.
She was freaking out. In between the sobbing she managed to get her story out. She had come around the corner and somebody was standing in the middle of the road. She slammed into them at 80mph and they went skidding across the ground. She slammed on her brakes to avoid hitting them a second time, but by the time her car had stopped the person was standing in the middle of the road. Standing. And then, casually walked off the road into the trees.
I figured she must have hit a deer or something. That cannot happen, right? But there was clearly a dent in the front of her car and I could see skid marks of blood down the road.
She said right after this happened, her car had stopped working, and being in the middle of nowhere, there was no cell signal. She was so freaked out, I couldn't just leave her so I offered to give her a ride to the next time where she could call someone.
So we got in my car and started to drive.
She was still hysterical for the first ten minutes or so but then she began to get very quiet. I tried making small talk but she wasn't replying. The silence was uncomfortable. Then, she spoke in a hushed voice, "Its happening again..."
Before I gad a chance to reply someone was in the road in front of me. I slammed on my breaks but it was no good. I slammed into the person at near-full speed. I barely had a moment to process what was happening. I stopped as quick as I could, but then I realized the girl wasn't sitting next to me in my car anymore. She was standing up in the middle of the road. Her eyes were glowing bright white and she was staring right at me. I floored the pedal and I drove around her. I got out of there as quick as I could.
I never saw her again...
So last night, my friend and I went out on a drive. I live near Chicago and we had heard about this road about an hour away from me called Bloods Point Road that was supposed to be haunted. We were curious so we went to check it out.
We drove down the road and nothing remotely creepy happened. We didn't even get a creepy vibe from the road. We were disappointed. So we mapped the GPS to my house and headed home. We were in the mood for creepy so we started making up scary stories on the spot. I came up with the story I told above. Less than thirty seconds after I finished telling that story we saw some car coming towards us. They had their brights on like an arse and they started to line up more and more in front of us. It took a couple seconds to process what was going on. My first thought was that the road kind of curved but that wasn't it. They were driving head on at us, in our lane, at full speed. I swerved off the road and they barely missed us, and we barely missed the guard rail that started up less than a second after we got back on the road.
I almost died last night and I cannot help at marvel at how weird it all was. Going to check out a haunted road, then telling a scary story about a car accident, and then nearly being flattened by some drunk driver in an SUV.
I'm still a little in shock. I'm done with driving late at night for awhile now.
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