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A Chilling Night on the Road

Updated: Sep 12, 2023


As I pulled into the rest stop, the only other truck there was just pulling out, its rumbling engine fading into the distance. I was alone in the quiet wilderness, surrounded by tall trees and dense woods. The moonlight cast an eerie glow on everything, and the air smelled like pine needles. Being an old trucker, I'd seen my fair share of odd things, or so I thought. But what went down that night was unlike anything I'd ever known.


I settled inside my rig, the dashboard lights giving me just enough light. The woods felt unusually still, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. Then, out of nowhere, I heard a scream—a distant one, like a woman in trouble. But it was far away, sounding muffled, as if it came from deep in the woods.


My heart raced, and I strained to listen. What was that? Was someone out there in trouble? My gut told me it was probably a cougar, their screams were known to be eerie. But something about it didn't sit right.


I hesitated for what felt like an eternity. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of something. Among the trees, there was a faint, white shape moving, barely visible in the darkness.


My fear grew, but curiosity got the better of me. I finally grabbed my flashlight and cautiously stepped outside. The light cut through the dark as I ventured into the woods, tracking that eerie scream and following the white shape.


The path was uneven, with branches snapping underfoot, and the darkness was all around. My heart pounded in my chest, but I couldn't turn back now.


As I got closer, the scream turned stranger, almost otherworldly. It sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what I was getting myself into.

And then, there it was—amidst the trees, a white figure that I couldn't quite make out. It was eerie and unsettling, like nothing I'd ever seen before.


I kept my distance, my fear mixing with a sense of wonder. I had to know what it was, what had caused that scream. But the figure remained elusive, fading into the night, leaving me with more questions than answers.


I returned to my truck, still on edge. Just as I settled back in, I heard it—the scream, clear as day, right outside my truck. My blood ran cold, and I realized I'd made a big mistake by going out there alone.


I stayed put, locked in my truck, heart pounding. That scream continued, and I could hear something moving around, circling the truck. I didn't dare look out the window, just prayed it would go away.

Hours passed, and eventually, the scream faded into the distance, and the woods went quiet again. I never did figure out what made that sound, but one thing's for sure—I'll never go wandering into the woods at night again, not without some company.

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