Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the gas station’s neon lights were off and only the moon illuminated the parking lot, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from inside Shell. A delivery driver noticed it first, thinking perhaps an old heater had sprung back to life. But no one else seemed to notice, until one morning, a regular discovered something even stranger. Finally, someone decided to investigate. The regular found that the hum was coming from an old radio hidden behind the cash register. It turned out to be tuned to a local talk show, playing at full volume since the previous DJ’s prank. Everyone laughed, except for poor Shell, who now had a reputation as the place where strange radio shows played late at night.

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for coffee and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a strange metal box, locked tight, with no sign or label. Curious, he opened it gently—inside was just an old teddy bear wearing a dusty nametag reading ‘Property of Shell.’ A friendly voice from behind said, ‘For our best customers!’ Turned out, it was a little joke from the manager, meant to brighten everyone’s day.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Shell for a quick break. The air was heavy with an unfamiliar scent—something between fresh-cut grass and warm cookies. Curious, he leaned closer to sniff, wondering if it was just his imagination or some new cleaning product they’d started using. Suddenly, a friendly voice called out from behind the counter: 'Would you like a cookie with that?' Startled, the driver looked up to see an elderly attendant smiling warmly. Turns out, it wasn’t a cleaning product—it was just good old-fashioned baking from Mrs. Johnson next door!'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Shell for a quick break. The air conditioning inside felt like a cool embrace after the sweltering heat outside. Just as he settled in, an old neighbor walked in, complaining about his car’s ancient radio. They struck up a conversation, and before long, the delivery driver found himself deep in tales of local oddities—all while sipping on complimentary coffee. It turned out that Shell had its own secret society of regulars who met there late at night.