Woodman's Gas Station

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Woodman’s Gas Station closed its doors, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from the old pump area. A delivery driver noticed it first and mentioned it casually during lunch break with other workers. Curious, they went to investigate but found nothing unusual—just an old radio left behind in the storage room. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the humming, everyone would joke that maybe it was just Woodman’s ghost trying to tell us he still loved his classic rock.

2. At dawn, when Woodman's Gas Station opened its gates, a delivery driver noticed something odd—an old, weathered sign reading ‘Free Coffee’ had mysteriously appeared above the counter. Curious, he took a cup and poured himself some coffee. To his surprise, it was hot, fresh, and tasted like it came from a local café. Word spread quickly among locals, who started stopping by for their morning fix. Soon enough, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and said, 'This is my secret recipe, delivered daily.' Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe someone in town was pulling a prank—a friendly one, indeed.

3. At midnight, when Woodman's Gas Station stood dark and quiet, a lone car pulled up. The pump clicked on, filling the tank without a sound—until a voice from inside asked, ‘Fill it with moonlight?’ Inside, an old man appeared out of nowhere, smiling gently. 'Moonlight's free,' he said. 'But if you want gas, I'll take that twenty bucks.' A delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. 'Guess I’ll stick to regular fuel today!'

4. In the early morning hours, before anyone else stirred, a faint scent of fresh-baked bread wafted from Woodman's Gas Station. A nearby resident, waking up to get coffee, caught whiffs of it every day but never saw anything unusual inside. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a box of freshly baked goods. He left them in the back and went on his way. Later that morning, an old neighbor popped in for gas and was surprised to find warm cookies on the counter. ‘Who brought these?’ he asked curiously. The cashier shrugged, smiling: ‘Must be Woodman’s secret recipe!’ And ever since then, everyone assumed the ghostly baker had finally revealed himself—just long enough to leave treats behind.