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0:12I'm sharing this experience to encourage
0:14others to be more careful when being
0:16somewhere alone at night, especially at
0:18rest areas.
0:20This incident occurred [clears throat]
0:21not too long ago. This happened in North
0:24Carolina while I was traveling with my
0:26dad, who's a truck driver.
0:28I joined him for a few days on the road
0:30to gain some experience because I'm
0:31interested in getting my CDL in a few
0:33years. We're from Georgia, so the drive
0:35to North Carolina wasn't long and we
0:37arrived basically the same day.
0:40The delivery was scheduled for early the
0:41next morning, around 12:00 or 1:00 a.m.
0:44We stopped at a rest area for the night.
0:47The parking lot was full of trucks, but
0:49the restrooms were completely empty,
0:51likely because most drivers were asleep
0:53in preparation for early deliveries.
0:55As soon as we parked, my dad went
0:57straight to sleep. I'm usually a night
1:00owl, so I stayed awake.
1:02Around 2:00 a.m., I decided to use the
1:04restroom. I also brought my razor with
1:06me so I could line up my mustache,
1:08assuming no one would be inside at that
1:10hour and that I'd feel free and
1:12comfortable taking my time since I
1:14usually only do that at home.
1:16When you enter the restroom, there's
1:17[music] two sections, one on the left
1:20and one on the right. I went to the left
1:22side and noticed a man standing near the
1:24urinal. He was very tall, at least
1:27around [music] 6'4". I didn't think much
1:29of it and went into a stall to use the
1:31bathroom.
1:32Afterward, I washed my hands. I noticed
1:35that he was still standing there.
1:37Just as I was about to leave, he
1:38unzipped his pants and began using the
1:40urinal.
1:42I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't think
1:44much of it at the time still.
1:46>> [music]
1:46>> To make it seem like I had left, I went
1:48to the right side of the restroom
1:49instead.
1:50I stood in front of the mirror to line
1:52up my mustache. However, around 10
1:55seconds later, the same man entered that
1:57side of the restroom. This immediately
1:59raised concern.
2:01He had already been on the other side,
2:02so there was no clear reason for him to
2:04follow me.
2:06He started walking toward me, and as
2:08soon as I took out my razor, he [music]
2:09suddenly stopped directly behind me. He
2:12looked shocked, almost as if something
2:14hadn't gone the way he expected. At that
2:16point, I felt genuinely uneasy.
2:19I continued lining up my mustache as
2:21quickly as possible without messing it
2:22up, trying to remain calm. Through the
2:25mirror, I noticed him walk to a urinal
2:27and pretend to unzip his pants.
2:29When I looked back at him, he was
2:31staring directly at me, pretending to
2:33use the urinal. He nodded at me, and I
2:36nodded back, not because I felt
2:37comfortable, but because I didn't want
2:39him to think I was aware that he was up
2:41to something.
2:42A few seconds later, he entered an empty
2:44stall.
2:45When I glanced back, he was standing
2:47completely still in the corner of the
2:49stall, staring directly at me with wide
2:51eyes. I pretended not to notice. About
2:5420 seconds later, he returned to the
2:56urinal and again pretended to unzip his
2:58pants, briefly looking at me before
3:00turning away.
3:02Once I finished lining up my mustache, I
3:04left immediately. As I passed him, I
3:06kept the razor in my hand in case I
3:08needed to use it to defend myself,
3:10considering I had to walk past him to
3:11get out. While I'm not short or weak, he
3:14was much taller and appeared to be at
3:16least 20 years older than me.
3:18Considering I'm 5'9" and he looked like
3:20he was in his late 30s or 40s, I knew he
3:23could easily overpower me. I exited the
3:25restroom and noticed security cameras
3:27near the entrance, which gave me some
3:29relief.
3:30The man did not follow me, thank God. I
3:32was flooded with relief.
3:34I turned to the truck where my dad was
3:36still asleep, along with all the other
3:38drivers in the lot. I told a friend what
3:40happened, and about 20 minutes later, he
3:42replied. He suggested I go back to the
3:44restroom on FaceTime with him, which I
3:46did for some reason.
3:48However, the man was gone. I explained
3:50everything in detail and showed my
3:52friend where the guy had stood and been
3:54before. Then I left the restroom about 5
3:56minutes later [music] and ended the call
3:58since he had to go. As I stepped outside
4:00again, I noticed a separate parking lot
4:02behind the rest area for passenger
4:04vehicles. One red car had its headlights
4:07on and was the only car illuminated.
4:09When I turned to look at it, the
4:11headlights immediately shut off. I
4:13couldn't see who was inside due to the
4:14darkness and distance.
4:16I don't know if the driver just got
4:18there and was parking, leaving, or
4:20possibly even the same man from earlier,
4:22but the timing unsettled me.
4:24I went back to the truck where my dad
4:26was still asleep. Nothing else happened
4:28that night. I returned to my normal
4:30life. However, I never told my dad about
4:32the incident because he's very strict
4:34and had only recently started letting me
4:36go outside alone.
4:37I was 17 at the time and I knew telling
4:40him would likely result in him not
4:41letting me go outside alone again until
4:43I turned 18, which then I would be
4:45independent and can go wherever.
4:47The only person I told about this was my
4:49friend. Afterward, I tried to
4:51rationalize what happened. The man
4:53didn't appear homeless or on drugs, but
4:56the way he was acting was far from
4:57normal. He had clean clothes and a
4:59well-kept beard, so I doubt he was
5:01homeless or a crackhead. Still, what
5:04continues to bother me is what he was
5:05planning and why he acted the way he
5:07did. And what will creep me out forever
5:09about that night is what would have
5:10happened if I hadn't had my razor with
5:12me.
5:13Since that incident, I've become much
5:15more careful about my surroundings, even
5:17during the day, and I avoid going out
5:19alone late at night.
5:32I'm a woman in my early 20s and I've
5:34lived in New York City my whole life, so
5:36navigating the MTA at any time of day or
5:38night is second nature to me. For
5:40context, my one-way commute from the
5:42city to home is about 2 hours each way,
5:44involving two trains, a 30-minute bus
5:47ride, and then a dimly lit five-block
5:49walk home. After doing it for so many
5:51years, I usually don't think twice about
5:53it, but there are two nights I still
5:55replay in my head all the time. The
5:57first instance happened on the train. I
5:59had just stepped on right before the
6:01doors closed,
6:02>> [music]
6:02>> so I stayed standing near them. I had
6:04headphones in, but I could faintly hear
6:06a homeless man saying something at me.
6:08At first, I ignored it, assuming he was
6:10talking to himself, but he kept staring
6:12directly at me.
6:14So, I took out one earbud and asked what
6:15he said. That's when I clearly heard him
6:18angrily insult me and call me a
6:20My heart instantly started pounding. I
6:22still remember how hot my ears and face
6:24felt. It was like all the blood rushed
6:27straight to my skin.
6:28I started trying to make eye contact
6:30with other passengers, silently hoping
6:32someone else would acknowledge what was
6:34happening, but nobody would hold my gaze
6:36for more than a second. Everyone just
6:38looked away. At the next stop, even
6:40though it wasn't my stop, I got off and
6:42quickly moved into the next car over,
6:44desperately hoping the man wouldn't come
6:46out and notice where I went. The
6:48unsettling part is that this honestly
6:50isn't even unusual while commuting in
6:52New York.
6:53Most of the time you just keep your head
6:54down and try not to engage with whoever
6:56the aggressor is.
6:58Still, I kept glancing through the train
7:00windows, waiting to see if he followed
7:02me.
7:03Two stops later, I finally saw him step
7:06off the train.
7:07>> [music]
7:07>> I didn't even realize I'd been holding
7:08my breath until the doors closed behind
7:10him.
7:12The second instance happened when I was
7:14in grad school. I had night classes that
7:16ended around 8:30 p.m., so by the time I
7:19caught the bus home, it would usually be
7:21well after 10:00. Late-night bus rides
7:24always feel different, quieter, and more
7:26unpredictable.
7:27Usually, the drivers only stop if
7:29someone pulls the string or requests it.
7:32That night, I was listening to horror
7:33stories during my [music] commute, and
7:35the specific story I was listening to
7:37was about a woman being followed. So,
7:39when I got off the bus, I remember
7:41lowering the volume and becoming extra
7:43aware of my surroundings.
7:45The final part of my commute requires me
7:47to walk past a couple of stores before
7:48turning down a dark residential dead-end
7:50street with terrible lighting. One of
7:53the stores I pass is a Popeyes. I
7:55remember debating whether or not I
7:56wanted mac and cheese, but I had already
7:58passed the store and was almost at the
8:00end of the block before deciding to turn
8:02around and go back. That's when I
8:04noticed the man from the bus. Up until
8:06that moment, I hadn't paid attention to
8:08him at all. The second I changed
8:10direction, he literally stopped walking.
8:13Like he froze. Then he just stared at me
8:16wide-eyed.
8:17It immediately made me uneasy, but I
8:19tried to brush it off and went into
8:21Popeyes anyway. They barely had anything
8:23left because it was so late. So after a
8:25minute, I left and continued heading
8:27home.
8:28It wasn't until I was halfway down the
8:30block that I noticed him again. He was
8:32standing right at the entrance of the
8:34dark street I had to turn down. He was
8:36just standing there waiting.
8:38At that point, my pace slowed
8:39immediately and I called my brother.
8:42He's usually never home, so the fact
8:43that he answered honestly felt like a
8:45miracle. I think he could hear something
8:47was wrong from my voice alone because
8:49the second I told him I was by Popeyes,
8:51he immediately said he was coming to
8:52meet me.
8:53Knowing my brother was on the way, I
8:55finally turned down the dark street and
8:56passed the man. And then I heard
8:58footsteps behind me.
9:00The man had started walking, too. He
9:02stayed behind me matching my pace. And
9:04then he quietly told me that he loved me
9:06before mumbling other things that I
9:07couldn't understand. At that point, I
9:10decided it was safer to stay somewhere
9:11with light. So I walked back to the
9:13store area and waited outside a liquor
9:15store nearby. Since I live in the
9:17neighborhood, I recognized a lot of the
9:19men who usually hung around there. And I
9:21remember scanning the area hoping to
9:22spot a familiar face.
9:24But that night, I didn't recognize
9:26anyone. That's when the man approached
9:28me.
9:29He repeatedly asked if I needed help and
9:31insisted that he could help me while
9:32slowly moving closer.
9:34I said no loudly more than once. And
9:37honestly, if he genuinely thought I was
9:39lost and wanted to help, that would be
9:41one thing. But I was clearly saying no
9:43over and over, and he just kept
9:44advancing toward me anyway. Then I
9:46noticed he was wearing latex gloves.
9:49This was post-COVID, so my immediate
9:51thought was that if he was that
9:53cautious, why wasn't he wearing a face
9:54mask, too? And it wasn't even cold
9:57outside, so the gloves looked completely
9:59out of place.
10:00Then he started repeatedly telling me
10:02that I needed to go home, almost like he
10:04was trying to pressure me into walking
10:05past him again.
10:07A few seconds later, he walked into the
10:09liquor store, and the second I saw him
10:11move further inside, I turned the corner
10:13where my brother was finally walking
10:14toward me. The entire situation probably
10:17lasted 5 minutes at most, but it felt so
10:19much longer than that.
10:21That's the strange thing about moments
10:23like these. They happen fast afterward
10:25when you replay them in your head, but
10:27while you're living through them, time
10:29barely moves.
10:42The story I'm about to tell is truly one
10:44of the most terrifying things that has
10:45ever happened to me, and is a prime
10:47example of how a great night can quickly
10:49[music] turn into a real-life nightmare.
10:52These events took place a couple of
10:53years ago when I was 19. Now, I'm almost
10:5626. [music] However, I clearly remember
10:59all the details, and honestly, I still
11:01can't really explain what happened.
11:04For some context, [music]
11:05I'm from a relatively large city in
11:07Southern Europe. My neighborhood
11:09consists of small houses and some
11:11residential buildings. Nothing out of
11:13the ordinary. No sketchy places or
11:15abandoned houses.
11:17>> [music]
11:17>> To be fair, it's quite boring from time
11:19to time. Plus, I know personally all of
11:21my neighbors, so I've always felt safe
11:23living there.
11:24Back in those days, my life pretty much
11:26consisted of going to my lectures at
11:28university, then going back home to
11:29study for my exams, getting some sleep,
11:31[music]
11:32and doing the same thing for entire
11:33weeks.
11:35I didn't have much free time at all. One
11:37Friday, though, my parents decided to
11:39visit some relatives from a different
11:40city. They were going to arrive there in
11:42the afternoon, stay on Saturday, and
11:45come back sometime on Sunday.
11:47This meant one thing. I had the house
11:49for myself during the weekends. What
11:51could be better for a young guy like me
11:53at the time?
11:54I enjoyed being alone at home ever since
11:56I was a kid. This was also a perfect
11:58opportunity to invite my friends [music]
11:59over since, as I said, I didn't get to
12:01see them that often because of studying.
12:04So, I called them, and they agreed to
12:05hang out on Saturday. We were going to
12:07order [music] food, play video games,
12:09and just catch up with each other. There
12:11was just another thing I had to do
12:12before [music] the weekends. I had
12:14completely forgotten that on Friday
12:16evening, the annual geography quiz was
12:18going to take place [music] at my
12:19university. I had to go since I already
12:22promised my peers. Plus, I had nothing
12:24else to do that [music] evening. I
12:25thought it might be fun, and not to brag
12:27about it, but I've always been good at
12:29such quizzes.
12:30The evening went smoothly. My university
12:33friends and I formed a team of six
12:34people. There were a total of 10
12:36different teams which were going to take
12:37part in the competition.
12:39The students hall we were in was packed
12:41to the brim. I didn't expect so many
12:43people to show up, actually. We were
12:45enjoying the night. Free food and
12:47beverages were being [music] served for
12:48everyone. The atmosphere was great in
12:51general, and just like that, we were at
12:53the last question of the quiz, and soon
12:55after, it was time for the results
12:56[music] to be announced. To my surprise,
12:58our group finished second out of 10
13:00teams. We got a small award, took a
13:02photo together, and it was finally time
13:04to go home. My friends and I parted
13:06ways, and I hurried to catch the last
13:08subway. The city where I'm [music] from
13:10doesn't have a metro system running all
13:11night, which, to be fair, kind of sucks.
13:14Anyways, I got off at my station, and
13:16now I was walking 10 minutes away from
13:18my house.
13:19This was in the beginning of October, so
13:21[music] the weather was getting kind of
13:22cold. Plus, I was tired. I just wanted
13:25to get home, eat some microwave noodles,
13:27and go to bed. What I heard next was one
13:30of the loudest, most bloodcurdling
13:31screams that I've ever heard in my
13:33entire life.
13:37>> [groaning]
13:38>> It was a human scream, a man's to be
13:40more specific, but it sounded as if the
13:42person was getting his arm cut off, like
13:44he was in excruciating pain. I stopped
13:47immediately in my tracks and tried to
13:49look [music] around so I could see where
13:50it came from. It was so strange because
13:52that whole street was completely quiet.
13:54Most of the houses, if not all of them,
13:56had already turned their lights off. I
13:58was actually freaked out for a second
14:00because the whole situation was so
14:02unexpected, but then another scream
14:04followed.
14:07This time I managed to get a better
14:08understanding of the direction it was
14:10coming from. It was the direction of my
14:12house. I rushed to get home. I wasn't
14:15running, but I tried my best to walk as
14:17fast as [music] I could while constantly
14:18looking over my shoulder and carefully
14:20listening for some movements near me.
14:22As I was just turning right at the
14:24corner near my house, I saw a group of
14:26four, maybe five people in the distance.
14:29They were probably 200 yd away from me.
14:31As soon as they saw me, all of them
14:33started running toward my direction. I
14:35was taken aback by this. I asked myself
14:38why on earth someone would do that just
14:39by seeing a random person [music] on the
14:41street. My instincts kicked in and told
14:43me to run this time. My house was right
14:46between my position and theirs, but
14:48luckily much closer to me than the group
14:49of people who were now shouting some
14:51unintelligible things. I got to my front
14:53door and just as I was trying [music] to
14:55unlock it, my keys fell on the ground
14:57like in a movie.
14:59I picked them up, but before turning the
15:01key, I decided to have a final glance at
15:03those men. All of them were
15:05homeless-looking with dirty, ripped
15:07clothes. Seeing this, I knew I did the
15:09right thing to run. Finally, I got into
15:11my house [music] then closed and locked
15:13the door as fast as I could. I was
15:15breathing so heavily and all kinds of
15:17thoughts were going through my mind. For
15:19example, that they were going to break
15:20in any second now and that my parents
15:22were not at home, meaning I was all
15:24alone.
15:25I stayed and listened [music] next to
15:26the door in complete darkness for what
15:28felt like an eternity, but it was
15:30probably a couple [music] of minutes.
15:32Nothing happened. Everything was silent
15:34outside. This was somewhat reassuring,
15:36but very weird at the same time. Deep
15:39down, I knew the [music] danger had not
15:40passed yet, and most likely the
15:42attackers were still out there.
15:44After a minute or so, I slowly got up
15:46and went to look through the window.
15:48There was no one. I went to the other
15:50window near the kitchen, and yet again
15:52couldn't see anyone.
15:53>> [music]
15:53>> Just an empty street with the wind
15:55blowing the tree branches. Still, I
15:57decided it would be better to dial 112
15:59and report all the strange things which
16:01happened that night. I explained
16:03everything to the lady on the phone,
16:04including the screams I heard earlier.
16:06To be honest, she wasn't so helpful at
16:08first. [music] For some reason, she kept
16:10asking me multiple times if I knew the
16:12people who ran after me, and since I
16:14wasn't harmed, they pretty much can't do
16:16anything.
16:17At the end, [music] she said she'll send
16:18a police car to patrol the area, and
16:20that they'll keep me updated if they see
16:22anything suspicious. I thanked her and
16:24got off the phone.
16:26Maybe 15 or 20 minutes later, I saw a
16:28police [music] car moving slowly through
16:30the neighborhood and passing my house.
16:32This was when I decided it was time to
16:34get [music] some sleep, simply because I
16:35was so exhausted. It was way past
16:38midnight at that point.
16:39The next morning,
16:40>> [music]
16:41>> I tried my best not to think of the
16:42events from last night, but there were
16:44so many questions in my head that still
16:45remained unanswered. My best friend
16:48called and said our other friend is
16:49feeling sick, so he won't be coming
16:51today. So, it was just me and him
16:53hanging out at my house all day.
16:55Before him leaving, I decided to briefly
16:57mention yesterday's story without much
16:59details, so I didn't get him worried. We
17:01joked about it, but at the same time, I
17:03saw he was genuinely concerned about me.
17:06My parents called too and asked if
17:08everything was okay. I said yes, since I
17:10knew how easily my mom gets worried.
17:13I was going to tell them, but I wanted
17:14to to it after they arrived back home.
17:17In the evening before bed, I
17:18double-checked all the doors and windows
17:20in the house if they were locked. I
17:22turned on a movie on the TV and I slowly
17:24started forgetting everything that
17:26happened last night until maybe an hour
17:28into the movie. I could swear I heard a
17:30loud bang from outside. It sounded like
17:32someone threw a rock at the house. I
17:34grabbed the remote and turned the TV off
17:36so I could better hear. I wasn't sure if
17:38it really happened or the paranoia was
17:40making me hear things. Again, complete
17:42silence. I didn't know what games were
17:44being played here but slowly the fear
17:46was turning into annoyance and anger. I
17:48peeked through the window of my bedroom
17:50which is on the second floor facing the
17:51street and everything seemed normal. I
17:54decided to stay awake and alert as long
17:56as possible but I guess at some point
17:57around 4:00 a.m. I dozed off.
18:00Several hours later, I was woken up by
18:02the [music] sounds of my family getting
18:03home. It was already around noon. I had
18:06slept throughout half of the day
18:07basically which is unusual for me. At
18:10first, they joked that I looked like I
18:11had just woken up [music] and asked to
18:13help them with their bags from the car.
18:15I thought it was time for me to tell
18:16them about everything that happened
18:17those past three days
18:19and as I expected, they got very upset
18:21and worried but at the same time they
18:23were glad I was okay.
18:25A week later, we decided to install
18:26cameras in front and in the back of the
18:28house and nothing similar has happened
18:30again.
18:31I never got an update from the police
18:32either. To this day, I have no idea what
18:35could have caused those people to chase
18:36after me. Who was that screaming man and
18:39why was he in such distress? Was he an
18:41actual victim of the lunatics or was
18:43this some sort of sick strategy by them
18:45to lure people closer, chase after the
18:48potential target, then rob them or even
18:50worse?
18:51Lastly, was the sound I heard on the
18:53second night connected to all this or
18:56was it just my mind playing tricks on
18:57me?
18:58I've asked myself the same questions a
19:00million times but I guess I'll never be
19:02certain enough to know the truth.

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