About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the Shell gas station in small-town America, something strange began happening one foggy morning. A delivery driver asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever see that old lady in the mirror?’ The attendant shrugged and said, ‘No, I don’t.’ The next day, sure enough, there she was—an elderly woman with a smile so warm it lit up the whole station. She introduced herself as just ‘a regular,’ and from then on, every morning at dawn, she’d appear like clockwork. Turns out, she was the ghost of an old gas-station owner who loved her job too much to leave. And now, everyone knows: if you want the best coffee around these parts, stop by Shell before sunrise!’
2. At the Shell gas station in rural Illinois, something peculiar started occurring one stormy night. A little girl, standing alone near the pumps, kept pointing excitedly towards the sky, insisting there were dancing lights no one else could see. Suddenly, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked what she was seeing. The girl giggled and said, ‘They’re fireflies, Grandpa!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it had just been a late-night prank by a curious kid. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the ghostly lights, everyone would smile and say, “Oh, that’s just Mary playing her firefly game again.”
3. At the Shell gas station in a sleepy town, something odd happened one quiet night. A delivery driver pulled up and asked the attendant, 'Do you ever see ghostly figures in the reflection of your pumps?' The attendant scratched his head, puzzled. ‘No, never,’ he replied. The delivery driver nodded knowingly and whispered, ‘Then they’re probably just reflections from those old, crooked mirrors.’ They both laughed, and the driver left, leaving behind only a faint echo of laughter that seemed to bounce off the pump’s surface.
4. At the Shell gas station in a quaint New England town, a regular announced one morning, ‘I swear I saw the attendant talking to himself!’ Since then, customers claim they’ve heard whispers from behind the counter. A few days later, an elderly neighbor stopped by and said, ‘You know, I was just thinking—maybe he’s practicing for his next job as a radio announcer.’ Everyone laughed so hard that even the usually quiet attendant joined in, and the whispering finally stopped.