He Saw Him Right Before His Death
He Saw Him Right Before His Death

"My father was a trucker, and once saw a guy who was walking down the highway in the middle of nowhere wearing all black while it was pouring rain. He was found mangled after the sun came up. Many trucks go through this section throughout the night.

The guy got hit by a truck at some point, and my dad is positive that he would have been one of the trucks to run him over after the initial hit and kill. He just said that the weather was so bad that night and there are so many bumps in the road or kangaroos to hit, that you start to ignore the weird noises and keep driving."

Who Knows What Would Have Happened If He Hadn't Seen Them

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Who Knows What Would Have Happened If He Hadn't Seen Them

"My brother-in-law is a trucker. About two weeks ago, he passed a car pulled over and parked in the mountains, and started to slow down just to be cautious. Just as he was coming up on a huge cliff on the right, his headlights lit up a dude dragging a screaming woman by the hair on the side of the road. The dude looked him dead in the eyes, pulled the girl up, then pushed her hard into the path of his truck, then took off heading back towards the strangely parked car.

My brother-in-law had already slowed considerably since he saw the car, so he slammed on his brakes and stopped just in time, about five feet in front of the woman lying in the middle of the road, then jumped out to check on her. She kept saying she 'didn't know the guy' and 'I just asked him for a ride after' and wouldn't elaborate as to what 'after' was referring to, so we're assuming she was a corner worker. She wanted my brother-in-law to give her a ride, but he said that's a terrible idea, and called the cops and waited with her. Pretty crazy, but his boss gave him a pass on being two hours late for deliveries, which was cool."

He Was Terrified
He Was Terrified

"My uncle lives in Guatemala and drives trucks across the country. His stories still make me pee my pants.

By far the scariest one is when he said he was taking a nap on top the bed of the truck when he looked over and saw an elderly woman. He described her as having long nails, long white stringy hair, and extremely hunched over. He was in the middle of nowhere, but he could see her entering into a small cave with a candle in her hand.

He got out of there. That's some real third-world witchcraft stuff you won't see in the U.S."

He Was Haunted By What He Saw

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He Was Haunted By What He Saw

"I'm on I-85 coming north out of Atlanta just above downtown right before the Peachtree Street bridge. It's late at night and pouring rain. There are flashing lights up ahead, and traffic is heavy, but it's moving. I come up on a single car accident. There are tons of police and emergency vehicles.

Just then, a cop points to me and stops all traffic in all lanes, and I am in the front. There is a car sitting sideways in the center lane and has already been attached to a wrecker but not lifted. All the emergency personnel are staring at the car. There is a police photographer taking flash pictures. I can't see why this is a big deal, and I can only see as the flash goes off on his camera.

As the wrecker driver begins to lift the car, the photographer flashes away. As the car rises, something large begins to slide off the front driver side wheel out of the wheel well. I am staring, trying to see what he is photographing. Then -- flash -- a woman's bloody body flops onto the wet asphalt. Then darkness and -- flash -- there she is again. It was horrific. Her clothes were shredded, and she was covered in blood and road grime. Flash, darkness, flash, darkness.

It could not have been more freaky if it had been scripted for a movie. To this day, I don't know where she came from. Pedestrian? Jumper? Passenger? No one dseserves to go out like that. Then a cop waves me on, and off I go with the unimaginable sight still flashing in my mind."

He Was Bothered For A Long Time After This

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He Was Bothered For A Long Time After This

"I went out with my uncle a few times on night runs. He'd play Coast To Coast and talked about seeing some stuff. The most messed up thing that ever happened to him was hitting a guy.

It was on the Interstate, and all lanes were full. He couldn't avoid what he assumed was the body of a jumper from an overpass that landed just in front of his truck on the road. He hit him and slowed down as much as he could with a full load. He described it as hitting a downed deer. Bump, bump.

He found out later the guy had been dragged up the overpass and pushed off. He was hit by lots of cars that couldn't avoid him. I think that it being a murder bothered him more than hitting someone ending their own life."

He Thought The Story Was Bull... Until He Saw His Dad's Face

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He Thought The Story Was Bull... Until He Saw His Dad's Face

"My dad was a truck driver for many years. We live in central Kansas, and while some weird stuff happens here, like strangers walking into town during white-out blizzards, all kinds of UFO sightings which most attribute to secret military stuff from Fort Riley, and strange animal sightings like black cats the size of German Shepherds with long white tufts of hair sticking up from ears like a Lynx. Living here, you just expect to hear about this kind of stuff. What you don't expect to hear about is something another truck driver told my dad and me one day while we were at our shop working on my dad's truck.

The trucker said he was near the I-70/I-135 interchange just north of Salina, Kansas, when he saw a completely hairless seven-foot-tall man, white as snow, wearing a silver robe with gold trim and gold symbols on the long sleeves. He was holding three leashes and at the end of each leash was a completely nude human child on all fours. There they were, just on the edge of the road, and the tall man holding up one thumb from an outstretched arm, but no motion or movement from the man or the three naked kids on leashes.

When he was done telling his fantastical story, I was snickering at the ridiculousness of it and turned to look at my dad, but he wasn't laughing, instead, he was pale white in the face and shaking. Dad said he saw the same thing months earlier just north of Oklahoma City and attributed it to exhaustion after having driven 18 hours straight. Creeps me out just thinking about my dad's face that day."

He Saw Some Strange Things

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He Saw Some Strange Things

"My dad's a trucker, and he doesn't see much in spite of driving nights for near 30 years.

But a few of the things he's seen -- bright lights like bubbles floating around over a forest. Hitchhikers that are unnaturally tall. Hitchhikers soaked in blood. Figures in the trees dragging dead animals. And my personal favorite: he went to sleep after buying dinner at a truck stop, only to wake up and find the truck stop abandoned and trashed the following morning."

He Didn't Know What He Was Seeing Until The Next Day
He Didn't Know What He Was Seeing Until The Next Day

"My dad was a trucker and one late night he was pulling a log truck up towards home (about 30 minutes away) when he felt prompted to 'get off the freeway.' He turned and took a slower route home that went next to the freeway, and between this road and the freeway was this massive hole that some guy had been selling gravel out of (I'm talking a hundred yards wide by fifty deep).

As he drove by, he looked into the hole and saw a pair of headlights facing toward him, away from the freeway, and what looked like a person sitting in front of them. He didn't think too much about it, but something seemed uneasy. So he slowed down, looked hard but all he could tell was that it 'looked like a van of some sort.'

Next day the woman was found in the hole with a slit throat and a bludgeoned head. My dad gave his statement but unfortunately, it wasn't anything helpful. I believe they found the murderer driving the van two months later or so."

People Would Try To Ambush Him

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People Would Try To Ambush Him

"My uncle is a trucker going on 45 years now driving a rig. He said back in the day (it doesn't happen as much now), but guys would try to rob your truck fast and furious style when he was trucking through the southern states.

Now, we're from Canada, so he doesn't carry a weapon because it's too much hassle when crossing the border. But he's told me stories about how cars would pull up beside him on the highway, jump out the window onto his rig and tap on the glass with knives to pull over and get out. He said, 'all you do put the hammer down, start shifting gears, and changing lanes until they fall off.' Crazy stuff."

It Was Unexplainable
It Was Unexplainable

"Mother Nature and other drivers are usually the scariest things to deal with as you don't have any control over them.

The one thing I saw that just didn't sit quite right with me was when a partner and I were driving through the middle of nowhere in Arizona. It was almost 3 a.m., we hadn't seen any other vehicles in several hours, the nearest town was about 40 miles behind us, and all of a sudden we see this woman walking down the side of the road, leading a cow on a rope.

We passed her, and a few seconds later I looked over at my partner (who was driving) and said, 'What do you think that was about?'

He just kept looking forward and said, 'A woman walking a cow, in the middle of the desert, in the middle of nowhere at 3 a.m. is never a good sign, man. Not my business.'"

It Was A Creepy Scene... But The Police Found Nothing

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It Was A Creepy Scene... But The Police Found Nothing

"Once when I was driving from Texas to California, I saw flames up ahead. As I got closer, there was a car in the middle of the road on fire. Normally this wouldn't be creepy except for the fact that I was in the middle of the desert and I had been driving for hours through it. There was no one and nothing around for miles and miles. I was in the middle of a wasteland.

I got out of course to check and see if someone was in the car. No dice. Then I thought I heard something in the trunk. A couple of banging sounds. Of course, it could have been something in the trunk maybe exploding, but I couldn't shake the feeling that maybe someone was in it. The fire was too hot for me to get in there and try to open it. I whipped out my phone to try to call 911 but had no signal. At that point, it occurred to me that I may have just stumbled across a murder. That the person who did this might be watching, so I got out of there.

As soon as I had a signal, I called the police and told them everything that I saw. A few hours later, they called me back to confirm the area that I was in. They didn't find anything."

He Was Jarred Awake

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He Was Jarred Awake

"It was around 2:30 a.m. in the middle of nowhere Arizona. I hadn't seen another vehicle for at least an hour. This is kind of dangerous territory because that is when tiredness comes creeping in, no matter how well rested you are. That lack of stimulation will make you sleepy easier than you might think.

All of the sudden, out of nowhere, what seems like a hundred tumbleweeds come rolling into the middle of the highway. Including a couple that seemed to be the size of a large SUV. Freaked me out."

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"You See Some Unsettling Stuff"

"You see some unsettling stuff. I was driving through Detroit on my way back to Canada, and a truck behind me randomly slammed into the barriers dividing the opposing lanes. I heard guys yelling about it on the radio, and just a massive cloud of black smoke was all I saw in my mirror. The driver didn't get out.

I've also driven past transports pulled over on the side of the road totally on fire, with no one around.

One time crossing back into Canada at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan, I watched a guy making his way along the rocks through the rapids moving from the Canadian to the US side (I was stuck in traffic on the bridge). It was the dead of winter, and if he slipped, that would be it. I called the fire department and let them know they should get search and rescue ready."

He Was Strangely Calm

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He Was Strangely Calm

"My ex-wife had a pretty hilarious, and quite outgoing brother. He was a handyman of sorts and ended up working for a wealthy guy and his family. One day, the wealthy family was like, 'wow, sure would be awesome if we had our bus we bought in New Mexico up here in the Midwest with us.' The vehicle is like an RV, but also like a bus. And they employ my then-brother-in-law to go get it. So, he gets on a plane, goes to San Antonio and, somehow gets to New Mexico -- about 30 miles from the border to a home they have there. Well, it's been sitting for a while, so he has to do the checks, fill fluids, and other tasks.. Then it's time to drive. However, this puts him on the road at 8 or 9 p.m. Hours later, he was driving this big behemoth, and zoned out, alone. While driving, he notices clothing in the road and doesn't hit it, he just notices and, being curious, stops.

Obviously he is a ways away, and takes a flashlight to investigate. As he is walking up, he notices smears of red on the road. Gets almost to the pile of clothes, and notices a hand and arm just chilling on the road. Then walks another 40 feet or so to the clothes, and notices a man. He's Hispanic, calm, and missing an arm. Not really making any noise, and just sort of breathing and looking at my then-brother-in-law. This is when my former brother-in-law explains that he wasn't sure what to say, or didn't speak Spanish, and he said it took everything in him NOT to ask, 'Hey buddy, do you need a hand?'

So he promptly calls Highway Patrol, they come out, and what was understood was the man hit was known in a nearby town for being a drinker. An hour prior, the police took the man into town, as he was out on the highway earlier. And they did not seem to feel bad for the guy. They check out my brother-in-law, his big ol' bus, paperwork, and off he goes. Within the hour I got a call explaining this story. I will never forget this."

The Streets Were Dead... Except For Her
The Streets Were Dead... Except For Her

"The creepiest thing that ever happened to me was in Jersey City a couple of years ago. It was starting to snow, and there was a big blizzard coming that was expected to dump over a foot of snow on the city overnight. It's around midnight and dark on the road. The streets are dead. Not a car or another person to be seen. With the snow falling, things are extremely silent.

I'm about out of hours and looking for a truck stop to park at before I get stuck somewhere in the snow. I've missed a turn and gotten a little lost, and take an exit to get turned back around.

I make the mistake of obeying the red traffic signal at the bottom of the ramp, and as soon as I come to a stop, there comes hurtling out of a dark alley this banshee of a woman. She climbs up on the side of my truck and is tugging on the door handle and slapping the window and yelling at me to let her in.

I'm so shocked I can't do anything but stare at her in disbelief. We make eye contact. I slowly shake my head, and she's just like 'oh.' And climbs back down.

I ended up parking at a place called the Jersey Truck Stop. Got snowed in for like 48 hours. Ate my emergency can of spam and played a lot of Vidya."

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"I Just Bolted"

"I had a dropoff in the countryside a couple of times a week. It was a farm and as isolated as isolated gets in Denmark. I'd been there before, and had a routine to get my goods unloaded quickly and efficiently. It was pitch black out there with no automatic lights outside. There was actually a light installed, but you'd have to walk to the other side of the building to turn it on.

There was a big gate that you'd pull open, and the first room was the farmer's storage room for all sorts of random stuff. You'd pull your pallets through this room and then down a corridor and into a cold storage room a bit further down. In the first room after opening the gate, the light switch was on the far side of the room - presumably because that's where the workers and the farmer entered in the mornings and left in the evening. So what I would usually do was just hit the working lights on the trailer, and it would be bright enough to light up the room, at least good enough for me not to stumble on stuff, and then there would be sensor triggered lights once you got to the long corridor.

This day though, something shorted on the trailer, and the lights were acting up until I pulled two of the fuses on the trailer. So no working lights. I remember thinking something like 'for god's sake, I'm going to trip and break something' when I pulled open the gate. I started doing the I-can't-see-anything-walk through the room, with my arms and legs probing in front of me while I inched forward. I remember I got to an empty stack of pallets, easily identified by touch -- and then thought that the light would be probably just a few meters to my left.

Then I stumbled into something. Initially, I thought it might've been old bags for produce -- think, burlap potato sacks. I felt around it, and it became clear -- this was definitely not potato sacks. I still don't know how to really describe this. It felt, shape-wise, like a torso. I'm sure I felt ribs, and softer tissue a little lower, like the stomach or just under the ribs on the side. It felt like skin, but it was rough, and I definitely felt hair, I'm sure of it. It was ice cold to the touch. It took a second for my mind to realize what my hands were telling it, but when I felt it move, even though it was ever so slightly, I just bolted towards the door. I stumbled over stuff and was half-running, half-falling when I got to the truck. I yanked open the door, I got my flashlight and a hammer out of the side compartment and just stood there for what was probably a good five minutes.

Eventually, my mind and heart calmed a little. I remember thinking that I probably fondled a strung up deer, that the farmer had bled after hunting or something. Or that my mind had just played tricks on me in the dark -- that it was something completely harmless that I'd just gotten the wrong idea. I went back around the corner, there was the pallet stack, up against the back wall, just about two meters from the light switch. And in between was absolutely nothing. Just a clear path with nothing but empty floor and wall. I think that's what got me most. If there had been anything there, just any random thing, I would've accepted right then and there, that it'd been my mind.

I'm still not sure about the whole thing. Maybe I got turned around in the dark somehow, and I wasn't at all where I thought. But it got to me that night. I'm sure I felt that stack of pallets, and it was so close to the switch, right up against the wall -- and I know I felt hair and ribs.

Never stepped out of my truck without my flashlight up there again."

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