About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Shell station’s lights flickered on, a little girl would appear out of nowhere, standing motionless near the pumps. She never spoke or moved, just stared at the gas gauge with wide eyes until her father finally noticed and called her back inside. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Who’s that little ghost?’ The girl vanished as soon as she heard him speak. Turns out, she was just waiting for her dad to finish his conversation with… another regular who’d forgotten his wallet.
2. At dusk, when the Shell station’s pumps hummed softly, a mysterious figure started appearing in the reflection of the gas cans—an old man with a twinkle in his eye and a smile that never seemed to fade. One night, an exhausted delivery driver stopped for a break. Looking into the gas can, he swore he saw an old lady waving him inside for a cup of coffee. Startled, he rushed back inside only to find… nothing but a smiling reflection of himself. Since then, locals joke that Shell serves the best ‘imaginary’ coffee around.
3. At closing time, when the Shell attendant locked up for the night, a strange thing happened: every third Thursday, an old bicycle appeared out of nowhere, always parked in front of the gas station. One night, an exhausted delivery driver approached the station just as the bicycle arrived. Seeing it there, he asked the attendant, ‘Who leaves a bike here every week?’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘I’ve no idea, but maybe next Thursday you can borrow it.’
4. At dawn, when most drivers were still dreaming, an old pickup truck pulled into the Shell station. The attendant noticed it wasn’t just any vehicle—it had no license plate. The attendant raised an eyebrow but smiled and started filling up the tank. As he finished, a friendly voice said from behind him, ‘Thanks again, Shell guy!’ Turning around, he saw only empty air—no truck, no plates, nothing but a cloud of exhaust. From then on, whenever someone asked if there was a ghostly customer, he’d wink and reply, ‘Yep, our favorite anonymous neighbor.’