Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station's neon lights were the only glow on the deserted street, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every time he pulled up for gas, an old man appeared from nowhere and asked for a match. Finally, one evening after several weeks, the delivery driver decided to help out the mysterious figure. ‘Sure,’ he said, handing over a match. The old man struck it, lit his cigarette, took a deep drag—and vanished into thin air. The next morning, everyone in town knew that the Shell station’s ghostly visitor was just an ordinary neighbor with a bad habit.’

2. At dawn, when the Shell station’s pumps hummed softly in the quiet town, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every morning, a lone coffee cup appeared on the counter, filled with fresh brew and a note reading ‘Thank you for your service.’ One day, the delivery driver decided to leave behind not just his usual smile but also a small bag of freshly baked cookies. Soon enough, an anonymous note arrived: 'Your kindness warms our mornings—please keep the treats coming!' And so, for weeks, the Shell station became known as the place where friendly strangers exchanged cups of coffee and sweet surprises.

3. At dusk, when the Shell station’s pumps reflected last rays of sun, an old pickup truck pulled up. The driver, a local mechanic known only as ‘Doc,’ asked for a gallon of gas and struck up an unusual conversation with the attendant. As Doc paid, he winked at the attendant and said, 'Remember kid, sometimes you gotta fill your tank with more than just gas.' With that, he drove off into the gathering darkness. Since then, locals say that on foggy nights, if you look closely in Shell's reflection pool, you might see Doc refueling his invisible truck.

4. At sunset, when the Shell station’s pumps cast long shadows across the parking lot, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I swear, every time I fill up here, my truck gets heavier.’ One night, a neighbor stopped by and asked if he could borrow some sugar. The delivery driver shrugged, 'Help yourself—just don’t forget to fill up next time!' They both laughed, knowing full well that no matter how much gas was put in, it never seemed to make a difference.