Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm November morning when the Shell station in downtown Springfield started seeing strange occurrences. A regular, Mr. Jenkins, noticed that every time he filled up his truck, the temperature gauge on his dashboard would briefly spike to 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit. Soon enough, other drivers began noticing odd things too—one delivery driver even claimed his coffee cup heated up while filling up! Before long, word spread like wildfire through town. The local mechanic, a gruff old fellow named Mr. Smith, declared it ‘just some fancy new fuel gizmo,’ but everyone knew better. Eventually, Mrs. Thompson from next door walked into the station with a thermos full of hot chocolate and asked if they could sell her stock because 'everybody’s buying it!'

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station one afternoon, frowning as he noticed something unusual. The pump prices were dancing to a tune only they could hear. The delivery driver shrugged and said to no one in particular, ‘I guess it’s their way of saying “fuel is free today”.’ He smiled, filled his tank, and drove off, leaving behind a puzzled but amused gas-station attendant. Since then, locals say that if you listen closely while filling up at Shell, you might just catch them whispering, “Fill her up—on us!”

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station one afternoon, puzzled as he scanned the parking lot. Among the usual clutter of shopping carts and discarded bags, something odd caught his eye—a small wooden carousel horse, seemingly out of place. He got out and approached it curiously. The horse was old but well-cared for, with a tiny brass bell around its neck. Just then, an elderly gentleman ambled over from the nearby houses, smiling warmly. ‘That’s our neighborhood’s lucky horse,’ he said. ‘It brings good fortune to anyone who spots it.’ The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off—leaving behind him a mystery that would forever remain just that.

4. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station, confused by the flickering neon sign that read ‘Open All Night’—even though it clearly wasn’t. As he approached the counter, he saw an old man in a flannel shirt sleeping soundly behind the till. The delivery driver whispered, ‘Excuse me, sir? Anybody here?’ The man yawned and said, ‘Of course I’m here, sonny! This is my night shift.’ The driver left, shaking his head and muttering, ‘Next time I’ll believe the sign outside… or inside!’