My name is sami and I’m from India. I’m a truck driver and I’m 40 years old. I’ve spent most of my life on the roads. I’ve had many experiences, but the scariest one I want to share happened in 2021 during the monsoon season.
One weekend, I was at home when I got a call about urgent cargo that needed to be taken from the village to the city that day. Even though I wanted to spend the weekend with my children, I accepted the job because of the good pay. I left home around 4 PM, reached the address by 6 PM, loaded the cargo, and started my journey.
The weather was changing, and it started raining lightly. I was driving fast to reach the city before the weather worsened. By 8:30 PM, I stopped at a roadside eatery, had a meal, and continued. It soon started raining heavily with strong winds.
I noticed a car parked with its hood open. I thought it might need help, so I stopped and checked. The rain was so heavy I couldn’t see clearly. I didn’t find anyone around and thought the driver might have left for help.
As I was heading back to my truck, I heard fast running noises from the woods. It sounded heavy, as if someone was running towards me. I shone my torch but saw nothing. I got a creepy feeling and decided to leave.
When I returned to my truck, I saw the car’s door was now closed, and my truck’s headlights were off, though I had left them on. I started my truck and drove, but soon heard a loud noise as if something was under the truck. The rain was so heavy I couldn’t see, so I continued driving.
A loud noise like a tire bursting startled me, and I found my truck’s rear tire was flat. I saw a trail of blood leading away from the tire, which was very unsettling. I looked under the truck but found no animals. I changed the tire while the storm continued.
Suddenly, I felt as if someone had opened the truck’s door, but it was still closed. I was scared and thought maybe I was imagining things. I quickly finished changing the tire and got back on the road.
I saw a shadowy figure near some trees. It looked like it was wearing something like bones. As I got closer, it disappeared, but I noticed a small path leading into the woods. I decided to follow it but found that the road was blocked by large stones.
I tried to call for help but had no network. I remembered the small path I had seen and decided to follow it, even though it was dry despite the heavy rain. As I walked, I felt like someone was following me.
I reached some small houses that seemed like a maze. I knocked on a door, and an old woman, looking around 60-65 years old, answered. She invited me in and offered me food. When I uncovered the dish, I found it was filled with blood and a human hand.
The woman’s appearance changed to something terrifying, and she laughed maniacally. I fled from the house, but the way I came in was now blocked. I ran through the maze of houses, hearing disturbing voices and seeing headless figures.
I kept reciting prayers and running until I collapsed. When I woke up, it was morning, and I was in the middle of the forest. My clothes were torn, and I had scratches as if from nails. I managed to find my truck and left immediately, not understanding what had happened that night.
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