You know on those road trips where you pass by or stop at those little towns with like one diner/gas station/general store/etc. and you wonder who the hell actually lives there?
I would like to hear if anyone here has any bizarre or scary experiences passing through these places in their lives.
The only personal one I can think of off hand is a time when my buddy and I got stoned and were driving around and took a wrong exit off the freeway. Ended up down in this strange little community in a valley between some hills. Place seemed very odd and empty and a little too "perfect". We were wondering where the hell we were and what all these buildings and roads were doing in this little middle of nowhere place, we were also stoned and a little paranoid, and then we see people being driven around in these little trams like the type they have in the parking lots at Disneyland.
People just seemed blissfully unaware and staring off into space and we were like "WTF is this dude?? Is this some cult compound or what???" We turned our stoned asses around and drove out and got back on the freeway and out of there. Looked it up later and found out it was a place for mentally insane people to be rehabilitated and hopefully integrated back into society as some point. This little mini-town was all insane people and staff who work there and try to use it as a sort of "practice town". Still got some really weird energy driving around that place.
Quoting: Anonymous Coward 30671160 Jesus, this reminds me of a Twilight Zone episode I fell into somewhere in Pennsylvania (iirc).
I got lost just off the freeway somehow: I had been driving all night, it was about 3 or 4 in the morning.
I came down a little hill and found myself at a crosswalk in this very bizarre little town. The streets were packed: it was 3 AM, there wasn't a festival or anything going on, but there were dozens of people just milling aimlessly around: some of them stared oddly at me as I went by, it felt like many of these people were staring at my car.
I could see the interstate from where I was, I knew I was right next to it but I could not find my way up there somehow: none of the usual sensible solutions like onramps or frontage roads seemed to exist. I was driving around and around in this starey no-man's land with the insomniac horde, trying to find my way onto the interstate, and at some point I accidentally half-ran a red light.
A crowd of these night-wandering zombie people came up and surrounded my car. I was tired as fuck and half panicking, so I stayed where I was, and one of them walked up and snatched open my door: shocked, I looked up at him and his eyes were all black, like a crackhead's, that bizarre-looking dilated-pupil look that tells you a man's on his last med and probably more than half-rabid.
"Get out of the car," he barked, and behind him more of these scary people were shifting around and muttering. I stared at him, then without a second thought hit the gas: the car door came out of his hand, I ran the red light and got the fuck away from all of them as fast as I could.
I've seen some shit, you guys
