About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Shell station’s neon sign flickered softly, a delivery driver pulled up in his truck. He always parked in the same spot and walked into the convenience store with a mysterious package under his arm. But one evening, as he unlocked the door, a shadowy figure seemed to appear out of thin air behind him. As the figure materialized, it turned out to be just an old neighbor, who’d been hiding behind the counter for a prank. The delivery driver laughed and said, ‘Guess I’ll have to be more careful where I hide my packages!’
2. At closing time, when the Shell attendant locked up for the night, he heard an old man whisper: ‘Fill her up with gasoline… and don’t forget to top off my tank!’ The next morning, the station was empty except for a half-empty can of gasoline on the counter. The attendant shrugged it off as another prank from the local mischief-maker, until his neighbor stopped by and asked jokingly, 'Did you run out of gas last night?'
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled his tank at the old Shell station, he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank and leave quickly, or risk never leaving at all.’ The delivery driver shrugged it off, thinking maybe it was just an old tape playing in the background. As he drove away, though, he noticed his neighbor waving frantically from across the street. Turns out, she had been the one to turn on the recording as a prank, thinking it would scare him enough to visit her for coffee later that day.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled his tank at the old Shell station, an unfamiliar voice whispered from behind him: ‘Fill it up quick—gasoline here is magic!’ As he looked around, nobody was there. The delivery driver shrugged and topped off his tank. When he started driving away, he noticed the gas gauge reading full—and his truck had been on empty for hours! From then on, locals would occasionally see a mysterious figure filling tanks late at night with a smile and a wave, but that’s another story.