About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mystic Street Gulf and noticed something odd—an eerie humming sound seemed to come from inside the station's old pump house. Curious, he peered inside and saw an old man dancing in a circle around the gas pumps, humming merrily to himself. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the driver. The man replied, ‘Just keeping the spirits awake for the night shift.’ Turns out, it was just an eccentric local who believed Mystic Street Gulf needed some extra magic after dark.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mystic Street Gulf and noticed something odd on the gas station’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers. Curious, he approached it, only to discover an old man sleeping inside, snoring loudly enough to wake the dead. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and quietly drove off, leaving the mystery unsolved but adding a new tale for the gas station's late-night regulars.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mystic Street Gulf and heard an eerie announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all customers—your gas tank is now open for business!’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw no one. He shrugged, smiled sheepishly, and said aloud, 'Alright then, I’ll take two gallons of midnight oil!' As he pumped away, his neighbor walked in, shaking his head and muttering, 'Same time every night...'
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Mystic Street Gulf and wondered if the gas pump had a mind of its own—every time he looked away, it seemed to change positions. Finally, after several minutes of staring, the delivery driver noticed that the pump wasn’t moving—it was just his reflection in the gas nozzle’s polished chrome dancing in the streetlight. With a laugh, he finished filling up and waved goodbye to the smiling face in the mirror. From then on, locals started calling Mystic Street Gulf ‘the place where your reflection fuels you’.