Sinclair

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Sinclair for gas, he swore he heard laughter coming from inside the empty station. Curious, he glanced around but saw no one. The next morning, the same sound echoed again—only this time, it seemed to be coming from the pump itself. Finally, after several nights of strange whispers, the delivery driver decided to bring along his dog—a noisy, barking beast. That evening, just as he filled up, the familiar giggle emerged from the pump. But then came a deep growl and a loud bark. The voice stammered: 'Oh no, not another dog!' Turns out, someone had parked their car with the radio on, tuned to a children's show.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Sinclair for gas, he noticed something odd—a small dog kept staring at him from behind the counter. Curious, he got out and approached only to see the cashier pretending not to notice, while the dog continued its intense gaze. Finally, the delivery driver reached down and petted the dog, who immediately turned into an old man in a plaid shirt. ‘That’ll be five dollars,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye. The driver paid up, shook hands with the now-normal-looking cashier, and drove off, swearing it was just another late-night Sinclair adventure.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Sinclair for gas, he noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the station's old pump. Curious but cautious, he leaned in closer—only to see tiny neon-green sparks dancing around the nozzle. The driver squinted, rubbed his eyes and shook off the strange sensation. Turning away, he filled up quickly and left. Only later did he realize that his truck’s dashboard clock had mysteriously changed to read 3:14 AM—even though it was actually midnight.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Sinclair for gas, he noticed an unusual commotion inside—a small dog barking frantically at something invisible to everyone else. Curious, the driver approached the counter and asked what was going on. The attendant shrugged, saying it happened every now and then—just another night at Sinclair. As they paid, a neighbor walked in, scratching his head: 'I saw that dog too—it kept pointing right at your car!' Turns out, it was just an overexcited pooch who thought the delivery van was a new toy.