Almost every driver I know has seen stuff late at night that just can’t be explained.
Maybe it’s fatigue…or maybe not.
So Im driving through the pitch black and I need to stop to pee and have a smoke.
Daniella Urdinlaz
But because its so dark I miss the last rest stop for the next while.
No problem, the highway is completely deserted.
As Im standing there I see the figure of a man just walking out of the tree line.
Im miles from civilization, patchy cell service, and there isnt a soul on the road.
So I calmly walk back to the drivers door and get in, locking the doors behind me.
The guy walks right up to my passenger door and knocks on the window.
I crack the window and I ask whats up.
He replies to me in a very very serious tone I need you to call the cops.
I call the cops while the guy quietly cries outside.
I still think about him, I hope he was able to turn things around.
I then hear about 15 other people all around my truck yelling.
Turns out these guys were supposed to go find an abandoned truck and secure it for their midnight drills.
That truck was 3 miles back down the road.
They were not expecting me to be sleeping there, and thought I was part of the drill.
They had to radio to their C.O.
and tell him I was there and not have the other squads bother me.
One night around 2am I was hauling across North Dakota trying to reach Montana by morning.
I was delivering a particularly valuable tractor part that a farm desperately needed for the following day.
Anyone who has driven across North Dakota knows that it is incredibly flat.
Like, really flat.
There also tends to be very straight and long roads.
Its somewhat easy to see things on the road that are far away, even at night.
As I got closer I noticed it was two people, laying head to toe across the entire lane.
I swerved into the other lane, successfully avoiding them and came to an almost complete stop.
But they didnt move.
Thanks to that old greybeard, I got to keep my truck, my job, and my teeth.
My pick up was in 12 hours so I do my pti and lay down in the bunk.
At about 3am I hear something tapping on my passenger side door.
Ight maybe Im hearing things.
So I go back to lay down.
Same thing as before, I jump up and look out my window but nothings there.
And then I hear a thud coming from the roof of the cab.
I stop grab my tire thumper off its hook and ready myself for whatever the hell is going on.
Then a mother fucking goose falls off the top of the truck and lands on my hood.
It stands up, waddles back and forth and looks at me.
As we make eye communicate with the tapping at my door starts again.
The pond I parked next too had a ton of them just dicking around.
Amnial556
Scarecrow
Parked off an exit ramp at about 3am for my 10hour.
I shut my lights off to get a good look, saw the figure but nothing else.
I couldnt be sure, but it looked like maybe it was in a different spot.
Maybe a little closer even.
I was definitely feeling a bit spooked.
Highway was devoid of anyone besides a car passing every ten minutes or so.
I didnt want to, but I had to jump out to pee.
I considered a bottle, but I told myself I was being childish.
I took a look at the figure and it was right where I figured it should be.
I hop out, walk between my truck and trailer and start leakin.
Every fiber of my being wanted to look.
I told myself again I was being foolish, but I couldnt help it.
I looked out… the field was empty the figure wasnt there.
My stomach dropped, I pinched off and jumped back in.
I took off down the highway, didnt give one shit about a violation.
Stopped 40 minutes up the road at a well lit and very full Loves.
Havent stopped on a ramp since.
During the years leading up to the Rwandan genocide, my father was passing through Rwanda.
He reached a check point and was forcibly removed from his truck at gunpoint.
He tried communicating that he isnt Rwandan but no one spoke the same language as him.
Every night they would take about 5 people from the cage and slaughter them in front of him.
One night I pulled up to sleep let the engine run cold for ten minutes then tried to sleep.
This is a big cab would have taken a lot to move it.
I rationalise it as it being windy, some goats around the truck and fatigue.
Either way scared the fuck out of me and I never slept on night shift again.
Hopefully its just a giant coincidence.
ScrewLucy
Stopped time
We were driving through a canyon as well thats pretty deserted.
I could tell she was freaking out so I said lets talk about it later and changed the subject.
Time resumed after that.
We could never make sense of what the hell happened up there.
Vintage_Lobster
Creepy old lady
Used to do deliveries, not actually a truck driver, though.
Always assumed they were vacant because they didnt look livable.
Well, I was driving out to this customer one Fall afternoon.
Had been driving for a :very: long time without seeing a single car drive towards me.
I took it as a sign I was speeding or something and slow down.
She dropped the grass cutter and turned 180* to do this…
It was just very odd and definitely set off my spidey sense.
Tarp required so I strapped everything down, tarped the load and left the shipper.
Found a wide shoulder and pulled over to fix it.
Its like a mullet but its patchy as fuck.
The next thing I notice were his eyes, which I can only describe as off.
He stops by me, waits until I acknowledge him and just says Ive got a long walk.
Im like yeah man, you do, were in the middle of nowhere.
Making it clear theres no ride to be had here.
Ive got a long walk.
At this point I explain that I cant give him a ride, insurance and all that.
I still keep an eye on him and hes moving away from me.
Crank the truck up put it in gear and just pull out, didnt look for traffic or anything.
Gave me the creeps.
About the time I hit 5th or 6th gear I look in the mirror and theres no one there.
One trip, we passed through a little town in Illinois, the kind you miss if you sneeze.
This one had mannequins.
Every house and business was only populated by mannequins.
I dont remember seeing any people.
Everything looked maintained and clean, so someone was at least caring for the place.
There werent any signs or anything indicating it was for tourists.
Just a convenience store/bait shop with a sign reading Eat here.
Get worms OMGSpaghettiisawesom
Night time visitors
I was driving through eastern Washington on some state roads.
After roughly an hour I hear someone make a run at bring up the drivers side door.
Im fairly freaked out at this point so Im still not opening the curtains but peeking through gaps.
Nothing, nobody is standing near either of my doors or parked within sight line.
The door handles start clicking again and the truck starts shifting like someone is climbing on it.
Then suddenly it stops.
I spent the next few hours waiting for whatever it was to come back but it never did.
I hoped and prayed for them to leave and things got quiet.
Every so often I think I see something out the window and beside me.
Just a glimpse of movement.
When I look though I dont catch it.
It was close to sunset and hes going through these woods like you would any road.
There was someone passed out on the steering wheel.
He wanted to stop and help, but something just kept tingling up his spine.
He slowed to get next to the car but something inside him made him book it.
comik300
A woman in need of help
I work for a funeral home in Southern California.
I do their body transport.
Sometimes we drive far: Vegas, Arizona, Utah and more commonlynorthern California.
Two lane roads with lots of farmland and a random stop sign here and there.
as I got closer she started waving her hands to get my attention.
Now, Im a fairly religious person.
I also believe in helping ppl when it’s possible for you to.
as if they were muttered by someone in my passenger seat.
I immediately sped up and said shook my head and said sorry lady to myself as I drove by.
Dont know exactly what their intentions were.
But not worth the risk.
Suddenly he got incredibly tired.
Wasnt low on sleep, or deprived at all but ended up passing out at the wheel.
Last thing he saw was the light of the town in front of him.
He swears something was looking out for him that night.
We were at a stop loading trash when a pickup stopped behind us.
A petite woman in scrubs that were covered in blood got out and asked directions to Lake Jack Nolan.
She never said who sent her, but she wasnt moving a deer anywhere at her size.
We gave her directions and sent her on her way.
We all said we wondered if she was going to dump a body or something.
Then we went back to work.
Pedizzal
Pig man
My uncle was driving between Great Falls and Helena at around 3am.
He had his high beams on as it was a lonely drive and quiet highway.
He realized what it was and started to panic: a man in blue coveralls with a pigs head.
Not a mask, but literally the head of a pig on his shoulder.
My uncle moved to the left lane and as he passed, Pig Head lunged at the truck.
My uncle didnt stop to verify if hed grabbed on till he was in the safety of Helena.
The weather had turned pretty sour as I was leaving Clarksdale.
If youve never driven through flat farmland at night for one hundred miles.
I rolled the passenger window down and shined a bright flashlight off into the night.
Turn to the driver side and this guy has his face pushed against the glass.
Grinning from ear to ear.
I screamed and he was gone.
I slammed the truck in drive and took off.
We have all the time running cameras on our trucks.
I got to the first safe place to stop and called my wife.
I didnt want to scare her so I didnt mention the guy or the hail storm.
I did however pull the SD card and check the cameras.
I promise you this guy never popped up on my front or rear cameras.
Ive always played it off as my imagination.
I will say I dont drive through the delta in the dark anymore if I dont absolutely have to.
And since he had a big truck hed just smash into said boxes or paper and continue on.
That just heads back to their house as nothing happened.
drcowart
Looney tunes
I was driving across Kansas on I-70 headed west.
There is a pretty long stretch out there thats just a couple little towns and not much else.
And I never noticed where I re-passed them at.
I would have seen them stopped somewhere, but yet, here they were passing me again.
They all looked like some variant of Charles Manson or some other freakie punch in.
Maybe its fatigue…or maybe not.
Ive seen very large manlike shadows cross the road way too fast for their size several times.
I aint saying its a Bigfoot.
Never got a clear view.
Was always out at the end of the headlights where I couldnt be entirely sure I even seen anything.
But it sure looked like a large something crossing a whole road in just a couple of steps.
