About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Shell station’s neon sign flickered on, a little boy named Timmy would come running from across the street. His eyes widened every time he saw the strange shadow moving behind the gas pumps. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, pointing, ‘what’s that?’ Finally, their dad turned around and said, ‘Son, that’s just Mr. Johnson, our friendly neighborhood ghost who likes to hang out near the gas pumps.’ Timmy giggled and went back inside, while his dad shook his head and muttered, ‘Another day, another urban legend…’
2. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station. As he filled his tank, he swore he heard someone whispering from inside the gas pump. Curious, he peered into the nozzle—nothing but mist and a faint reflection of his own worried face. Suddenly, the voice whispered again: ‘Fill her up, fill her up!’ Turns out it was just an old lady next door complaining that she was running low on gas for her lawn mower.
3. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station. The attendant glanced at him curiously as he walked inside, clutching an envelope with ‘CONFIDENTIAL’ scrawled across it in bold letters. Inside, the manager was deep in conversation with a regular who insisted on paying cash for his coffee. As the delivery driver approached the counter, the manager whispered conspiratorially, ‘It’s about your tax refund!’ They both burst out laughing, completely forgetting about the mysterious envelope. When the driver left, the manager turned to his friend and said, “Guess I’ll just keep that confidential.”
4. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station. On the gas pump display, in big red letters, appeared an unexpected message: ‘Your tank is full of luck today.’ The delivery driver looked puzzled but decided to trust fate. He drove off with a smile, only to return later that day for another fill-up. To his surprise, the message repeated every time: 'Your tank is full of luck today.' Word spread quickly among locals, and soon everyone was stopping by Shell for their daily dose of good fortune. Even the grumpiest old neighbor started humming as he left, muttering under his breath, 'Guess I'll just take my usual route then...'