Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Marathon gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd: the neon sign blinked not just red and green, but also a faint shade of purple. Nobody else seemed to notice it, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling that the color change wasn’t accidental. Over time, other drivers started reporting similar sightings—some even claimed they heard soft music playing late at night. The delivery driver eventually told his friend, who worked as a mechanic next door. They decided to stay overnight one evening, only to discover that the station’s old radio was tuned to an obscure classical station. Turns out, Marathon was just dancing to its own beat.

2. At midnight, while Marathon gas station’s pumps hummed softly, an employee heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Fill her up with stars tonight… and don’t forget to top off the moon tank.’ Curious, the worker glanced around but saw no one. The next morning, a delivery driver mentioned casually that he’d seen a strange man filling up his truck with something glowing last night. The employee laughed it off until their supervisor noticed the meter reading for the ‘moon tank’ was now showing infinity. From then on, Marathon became famous for its unlimited nighttime fuel—just don’t ask how much it costs or who pays for it.

3. At sunset, when Marathon gas station's pumps normally idle in peace, a curious neighbor spotted something odd: the reflection of dancing shadows on the pump handles. Curious, the neighbor peered closer and saw an old man, leaning against the car, gently humming while pumping gas. Turns out, he was just singing along with his favorite radio show. The next day, everyone laughed when they found out it was a talk show about marathon running.

4. At dusk, as a delivery driver pulled up to Marathon gas station for a quick fill-up, he overheard an old man whispering into his empty coffee cup: ‘I think I saw that pump smiling at me.’ The delivery driver glanced around suspiciously but saw only the usual crowd of neighbors filling their tanks. Smiling to himself, he asked the old man if everything was okay. With a twinkle in his eye, the old fellow replied, 'Oh, don’t mind me—just talking to my friend, Old Pump.' The driver shook his head and chuckled, thinking it was another one of Marathon’s quirky regulars.