Tuesday, September 16, 2014


"I was driving a shortcut from Twentynine Palms, CA to Albuquerque, NM. Twentynine Palms is located in the desolate high desert east of LA. The shortcut was all two lane road through total nothingness, except for passing through Amboy, CA. Amboy is a nearly abandoned town nearly as far below sea level as Death Valley, with a dormant volcano and lava field on one side and a salt flat on the other. It was also, at the time, a hotspot for satanic group activity.

"So I was driving by myself in the afternoon. I stopped in Amboy and snapped a picture of the city sign, just to prove I was there to friends who dared me to take that route to I-40. I got back in my car and proceeded to drive up into the mountain range between Amboy and I-40.

Once I reach the top I am driving north through a canyon with high grass on both sides of the road. Up ahead I see some stuff in the middle of the road. As I approach I slow down to see a red Pontiac Fiero stopped sideways across both lanes, a suitcase open with clothes scattered everywhere and two bodies laying face down in the road, a man and a woman.

I stop a hundred feet or so away and the hair on the back of my neck is standing up. Being a Marine, I reach under the seat and pull out a 9mm pistol and chamber a round. Something seemed very wrong, it looked too perfect as if it were staged. An ambush? Was I being paranoid? Something was just wrong. Getting out of the car seemed unthinkable, it was the horror movie move.

As I scanned the road I saw a line I could drive. Pass the guy in the road on his left, swerve to the right side of the woman, behind the Fiero and I'd be on the other side. I dropped it into first gear, punched it and drove the line I planned.

I passed the back of the Fierro without hitting it or either of the bodies in the road. I continued forward a couple hundred feet and slowed down so I could breathe and let my heart slow down. As I looked up into the rearview mirror I saw that the two bodies had gotten up to their knees and twenty or so people emerged from the tall grass on either side of the road by the car and bodies.
At that moment my right foot smashed the gas pedal to the floor and did not let up until I had to slowdown for the I-40 east onramp.

I will never know what would have happened to me had I gotten out of the car to check on the bodies or stopped my car closer to them. Somehow I do not think it would have been good. Sometimes real life can be scarier than a movie."

**Alone at Night Note:

This story was shared on Reddit. We've seen a lot of these types of stories. People needing help on a desolate highway, and then BAM a group emerges from the shadows to do untold and ungodly acts upon innocent good Samaritans. We're skeptics here at Alone at Night, which is part of the reason we created this sight, to share true scary stories and none of that paranormal bull shit. That being said, we don't want to say this person is lying about their encounter, or making parts of it up. We just think readers should be leary about such fantastic tales. As you've seen in our other stories, there is enough truly frightening people and events in this world of ours, that we don't need to look elsewhere for a scare. However, we love a good scary movie/book/art as much as the next person, so occasionally we'll share stories, such as this, that we're pretty certain aren't true just because they're a good yarn.


StevieWayne said...

I still enjoy these stories, even if we're not sure about them. I have driven from Palm Springs,CA to Laughlin, NV using that back road that goes through Twentynine Palms and Amboy. It is a creepy drive in itself so I could see it being used as a setting in one of these stories. I will say it would be hard to hide on the sides of those roads because the terrain is very wide open and bare. Good story though!

StevieWayne said...

Actually I read the story again and see they are saying the tall grass is at the top of the mountain range, not in the desert. Very creepy route because it's so desolate! I wouldn't drive it now that I am older and wiser, nor recommend it to anyone.

Aloneinthenight said...

We enjoy the stories that come across as being a little far-fetched, too! Scary stories are scary stories. It's interesting that you've been along this route before and can attest to the veracity of its creepiness. Thanks for sharing!