Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Shell, every morning around dawn, a delivery driver would hear an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Your tank is full of moonlight tonight.’ The voice never repeated itself or left any trace. One night, curious about the voice, the delivery driver followed the sound and found himself standing in front of a smiling old man who said, ‘Just wanted to let you know your tank’s always filled with good vibes!’ From then on, whenever anyone asked about it, he’d wink and reply, ‘Oh, that’s just my neighbor’s way of saying “good morning”.’

2. At Shell, late one night when a delivery driver was filling up his truck, he noticed something strange in the reflection of the gas pump display. A shadowy figure seemed to be standing behind him, whispering into his ear. Curious but cautious, he turned around—only to see empty air. The next day, everyone joked that maybe it was just an old ghost refilling its tank. But our delivery driver insisted on keeping his window cracked open for company during those late-night stops. At Shell.

3. At Shell, whenever a delivery driver filled up their truck after dark, they’d notice something odd: a soft humming coming from inside the gas station. Curious, they’d peer through the window and see just a shadowy figure—never quite clear enough to make out features—as if someone were cleaning or restocking in the dead of night. One day, an especially nosy delivery driver followed the shadow into the basement. There he found nothing but a dusty old radio playing softly on static. When he turned it off, the humming stopped—and so did his shift clock, three minutes early! A friendly neighbor later explained that the radio was just an antique left over from the ’80s, and everyone got a good laugh.

4. At Shell, whenever a delivery driver filled up their truck after sunset, a small dog would appear from nowhere and sit right next to the gas pump, watching intently as if it understood everything happening. Finally, one night a delivery driver asked his neighbor, ‘Who’s feeding that dog?’ The neighbor shrugged, smiling: ‘I don’t know, but I’m not complaining—my car always runs like new.’