Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Shell one morning and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever see anything strange around here?’ The attendant shrugged, ‘Just cars getting clean.’ But then, every Tuesday at exactly three o’clock, something odd began happening… Every Tuesday at precisely three, a mysterious old van would pull in. It never had any markings or license plates. The attendant would nod knowingly as he started the wash cycle, but nothing unusual happened until the final rinse. Then, out of nowhere, tiny white rabbits would emerge from the van’s rear doors and scurry off into the nearby park. By Wednesday morning, everyone in town was talking about it—except no one could figure out whose van it was.

2. One day, an attendant noticed something odd on the car-wash conveyor belt—a small envelope, seemingly left behind by a customer. As he picked it up, curious eyes scanned the address: just a local address, no return information. Inside was a crumpled note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please give back my teddy bear!’ Turns out, it belonged to a little girl who’d been playing nearby while her dad got his truck cleaned. The attendant smiled and called out to her, returning the bear with a big hug from him—now everyone had a good laugh, and Shell became known as the place where lost teddies always come home.

3. At night, when the Shell car wash closed its doors, a strange humming noise would occasionally echo through the empty streets. No one could explain where it came from or why it only appeared after midnight. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked if he could finish his job before leaving. After the last car was washed, everyone heard the humming grow louder—until they realized it was just the old guy whistling while polishing the cars! Since then, locals joke that the ghostly sound is actually his happy tune.

4. A regular customer named John always parked his old truck next to Shell after work. One evening, as he waited for his turn, he heard someone whispering from inside the car wash: 'Come back tomorrow.' John shrugged it off and came back the next day. Again, he overheard a soft voice say, ‘You missed some spots.’ Confused but amused, John cleaned his truck meticulously that night. The following morning, standing in line once more, he heard a familiar chuckle: “Hey buddy, I’m just trying to help you out!” Turned around, he saw an old janitor wiping down cars with a smile. “Thanks,” said John, laughing, “I’ll remember to tip next time.”