About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the quiet BP station, a delivery driver noticed something odd. Every third Thursday of the month, the air seemed to hum with an eerie, high-pitched tone that lasted exactly three minutes. Curious, he approached the pump and saw nothing unusual—until his radio crackled to life with static for those exact three minutes. The next day, everyone in town was talking about it. A week later, the delivery driver found himself standing before the manager, who calmly said, ‘It’s just our new anti-theft system.’
2. At midnight, while a lone delivery driver filled up his truck, an eerie voice crackled over the PA system: ‘Attention, please fill your tank with our special blend—guaranteed to make your engine purr like a kitten!’ The next morning, everyone in town was talking about it. A regular customer walked in and asked curiously, 'Did you hear that PA message last night?' The attendant shrugged, smiling: 'Nah, I must’ve dozed off.' The regular nodded knowingly, muttering under his breath, 'Probably just dreamed it...'
3. At closing time, as the last customer left the BP gas station, a tired attendant locked up and turned off the lights. Suddenly, a deep voice boomed from behind him: ‘Hey, kid! Don’t forget to check the underground tank!’ The young attendant jumped and fumbled with his keys. Turning around, he saw no one but heard the voice again: 'And don’t forget to close the door!' With a laugh, he replied, ‘Okay, Dad!’ The next morning, everyone in town knew that the BP station had an enthusiastic new night watchman.’
4. At dusk, when the sun dipped below the horizon and the neon sign flickered on, a strange humming sound began to echo through the empty BP station. A delivery driver, filling up his truck, tilted his head curiously. Was it just the wind playing tricks or something more unusual? As he approached the cash register, an old man in a tweed cap emerged from behind the counter with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Welcome to our little slice of magic,’ he whispered. The delivery driver blinked, rubbed his ears, paid for his gas, and left, never mentioning anything to anyone—except maybe his dog, who seemed equally puzzled.