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Speaker 1: Hollo. I'm welcomed stories all the time. Glad you are here.

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Let's get into it. I've been driving long Hall for

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just over four years, mostly doing East coast runs, pretty

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routine saff New Jersey to Florida, Maryland, Georgia, sometimes far

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west as Tennessee. I've gotten used to the overnight schiffs,

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the tut schedules, and the lonely stretches of highway a palacia,

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though that always hits different, especially after midnight. This spotch

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had booked me on a rushed delivery head to Roanoke,

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and they were all excited because some one found a

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short cut. Supposedly it would shave nearly an hour off

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the usual route, but it meant leaving into state earlier

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than normal and taking a small estate road that cut

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across the mountains. I turned off the main highway around

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eleven thirty and started climbing into the hills. At first,

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it wasn't too bad. The road was narrow, but not

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unusually so, no shoulder, but a decent surface daved, no

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big cracks or potholes, nothing you wouldn't expect in a

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rural area. After maybe ten or fifteen minutes, this scenery

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changed the trees pressed and tighter, and the road started

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looking a little rougher. No lights, no reflectors, and no

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signs none, not even those old green ones with mileage

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or ten nanes. It was like the road didn't want

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to be found. What really struck me was how clean

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it looked, not tidy clean, no leaves in the ground,

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no gravel, no sticks or mud. Even though it had

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rained earlier that week, the windshold stayed spawless. It was

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just too perfect, and out here nothing's perfect. I figured

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maybe it had been recently cleared. Maybe a maintenance crew

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passed through. Unlikely given the time and location, but not impossible.

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Then the radio went haywire. It started as faint static,

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which I ignored, but suddenly the volume spiked, just blasted static,

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like some one turned the knob all the way up.

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Scared the hell out of me. I reached for the

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dial to turn it off, but right as I touched it,

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everything cut. Radio c B done, not even back round home,

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and the GPS blank's green, just white for a second,

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then flickered back to life, but instead of a route,

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it showed me leaping back on the same road again

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and again. No turns, no exits, just a blinking arrow,

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stuck in a loop, like it had lost its place

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in the world. That's when I pulled over, not fully

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off the road there wasn't really a shoulder, but just

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far enough to stop and check the GPS. It was

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still powered, no error message, just stuck calculating the same

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direction over and over. I set back, annoyed more than anything,

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I looked up to figure out how far I might

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be from the next town. That's when I saw the truck.

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It was just ahead, maybe fifty or sixty yards pafrom

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the right side, no lights, no brick glow, just sitting

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there in the dark. At first I figured another driver

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pulled over for a nap, but the closer I looked,

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the more familiar it felt. Same model, blond nose, Peter built,

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same dark red color, saying to Coul on the back window,

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keep on trucking, torn in the top left corner, just

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like mine. That gave me a pause. I slowly rolled forward,

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had lights still on low. As I got closer, I

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noticed the plate with so covered and grime I couldn't

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read a single character. The mirrors were folded in like

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it had been parked a long time, but the engine

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still running, that soft, deep idle hum, just sitting there

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a live but I'm moving. I pulled up beside it,

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leaned across the cab and looked through the passenger window.

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There was a man in the driver's seat. He was

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sitting upright, hands on the wheel, facing straight ahead, still

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like a statue. He looked exactly like me, same cap,

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same jacket, same beard, even the same tired slump in

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the shoulders. I didn't know what to do. My first

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instinct was that I was overtired, that I had somehow

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leaped round and parked beside my own truck. But mine

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was moving. I was awake, I was breathing. I shouted

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out the window. Pay no reaction, not even a blink. Then,

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without a sound, the truck shut off completely, engine lightscabin power,

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nothing left but darkness. Thus, when I hit the gas,

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I tried to shift through the gears, but the transmission

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for me. I couldn't get past third. The arpn climbed

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like mad, but my speed didn't match. It was like

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the truck was dragging a mountain behind it. The roads

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started climbing again, steeper, this time. My headlights barely reached

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a curve ahead, and then I saw them people lining

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the road, both sides, just there. They weren't walking, they

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weren't even moving. They were just standing still, facing the road,

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about ten feet apart, all staring straight ahead. Men, women,

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different bills, different ages. I remember few clearly. One guy

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in a coal miner's outfit covered in soap, a woman

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in a faded blue hospital gown. Some look like they've

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been out there for years. Haia matted close, torn face

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is pale and dirty. And then I realized they weren't

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standing on the ground. They were hovering, just slightly afoot,

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maybe less above the leaves in the dark toes pointed down,

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not floating, like ghosts, hanging like something invisible was holding

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them in place. I couldn't stop stirring. I looked in

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my mirror to see them behind me, and they were gone,

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all of them, vanish. That broke something in me, a

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grip the wheel, like it was the only thing me

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from losing my mind. Suddenly the GPS snapped back real roads,

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a proper roup, and up ahead a stretch of straight road.

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I floored it. Whatever was happening with the transmission, I

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didn't care. The truck jerked and fought, but finally pushed

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through to a downhill grade. About ten minutes later, I

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saw a wide gravel lot with a few lit signs

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and a row of idling trucks. It was a truck stop,

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just outside a town called Allen Creek. I slammed into

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the Lowton Park like I was fleeing a robbery. Inside,

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under those harsh fluorescent lights, I finally started to feel

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real again. I stood there, hand shaking, trying to remember

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how to breathe. A mechanic was doing checks on rigs

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out back. I fled him down, asked him to take

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a quick look at my transmission. He popped the hood,

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ran the diagnostics. Nothing wrong. I didn't tell him about

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the man in the truck, of the people in the trees.

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I didn't tell anyone for a long time. I stayed

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off the road for a week. When I finally drove again,

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I tried to trace that route, looked at satellite maps,

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checked old state road logs. I mentioned it to a

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couple of veteran drivers over coffee one morning. One of them,

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this old guy, Ninn Ray, just looked at me for

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a long second and said, some roads don't show up

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unless they are meant to. If you saw what I

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think he saw, don't try to find it again. I

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never took another job through southeastern Kentucky, and I never

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saw that short cut again. That night, I was driving

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my ninety seven Ken with W nine hundred. Nothing flashy,

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rare cap, blacked top, straight pipes, no chrone toys, just

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a work orse that I kept running better than it looked.

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I'd hauled a full load of lumber up to a

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sawmon near Creighton and was dead heading back home, planning

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to cross through the old Pass east of Colden around midnight.

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I pulled in, let the engine idle for a bit,

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check my phone for bars, then shut her down, cracked

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the driver's side window an inch or two, locked the doors,

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and leaned back across the seat. I usually sleep in

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short stretches when i'm out, maybe an iro here and there,

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nothing deep. I don't trust most places enough to let

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myself knock out completely. I just started to relax, I

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still adjuting to the dark when I heard this sound,

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a whistle then and slow off key, like someone trying

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to hum a tune they didn't quite remember. It drifted

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him from the trees behind the cat not loud but

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sharp enough to make me freeze. I flicked the mirror

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switch and scan around, but the turnout behind me was

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nothing but black, no headlights, no movement, just the gravel

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and the line of trees. About ten minutes passed. I

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sat there the whole time, wide awake, now watching and listening.

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Then I heard it, crunching gravel, slow footsteps coming from

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the rear passenger side, just a few steps, deliberate, like

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some one walking up to knock on the door. The

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cab was still dark inside. I hadn't turned in the domelight.

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Didn't want to give away I was awake. I reached

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real slow across the seat and flicked the interior light on.

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Then I leaned to the right hand, peaked out the

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side mirror. Nothing that something wasn't sitting right. The sound

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of those footsteps had been close, not distant. I should

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have seen some one. I didn't hear them back off,

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didn't hear another step. I ducked down in the seat

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real slow and looked across the passenger window. There they were,

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just the legs, knees down right next to the cap,

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torn jeans, thick soled boots, laces frayed out the left

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boot was slightly turned, and like coever it was stood

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with their weight shifted to one side. They weren't moving.

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I didn't breathe. My hand hovered over the ignition key,

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not sure if I should try to start the truckle

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just sit still and wait for I don't know what.

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Then n knees bent like he was crouching or leaning in.

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That was it, I didn't think. I just cranked the

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engine and slammed the airhorn with everything I had. The

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whole truck jelted awake. That sound could wake the dead.

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But the legs didn't flinch. They didn't jump or run.

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They just stepped back slowly into the dark where I

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couldn't see any more. No scramble, no sound of movement

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through the gravel, just gone. I threw it into gear

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and floored it. Didn't check mirrors, didn't care if I

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blew a tire on that slope. I hit the curve

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out of that turn out so fast I could feel

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the load axle float for a secon. I didn't stop

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until I hit the lights of Lamford. Pulled into a

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gas station that was still open, and pocked into the

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brightest luice I could find, but out walked a lap

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around the cab to make sure I wasn't just losing it.

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That's when I saw it. A single boot print on

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the passenger step, dusty eats, all lead fresh, just one,

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no second print next to it, no smear, just one

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perfect mark, like some one stood there on one leg

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the whole time. I didn't sleep at night, just sat

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inside the station for a while, drinking awful coffee and

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staring at the walls. I called my buddy Benji the

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next morning he runs the same route side, and told

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him I needed him to meet me Aubert. He thought

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i'd clipped a deer with something. I didn't tell him

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everything on the phone. We met up around ying and

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drove back to the same turnout. Gravel was a mess,

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all kicked up and scattered from when I tore out.

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Benji gave me a weird look like maybe I'd fallen

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asleep and dreamed the whole thing. But I hadn't. I

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hadn't even been close. About two weeks later, I was

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eating breakfast at Luniscaffe in Grafton, same still I I

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always sat on, same weight, was pouring the same week coffee.

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A couple other drivers when nearby swapping stores about worth

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things on the road, you know, little stuff like accidents

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that almost happened, or word signs in the middle of nowhere.

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Since then I avoid that hull stretch west of Harper's Pass,

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don't care how tired I am. That week, my route

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had me running south from Columbus, Ohio, dipping through the

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edge of Kentucky and into the thick of their Palation

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Corridor before heading east into the Carolinas, a familiar loop

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from me. I'd run some version of it, probably fifty times.

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Why then, I'd been on the road over eight years,

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long enough that the cab felt more like home than

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my actual place, long enough that the road didn't surprise

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me any more. It was just past midnight when I

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pulled into a rest area along Route twenty three. Nothing fancy,

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just a busted up patch of gravel off the highway,

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half hidden behind a sharp curve and a leaning pine tree.

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One overhead light flickered like it was barely hanging on.

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Below it stood an all vending shelter, the kind with

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peeling stickers and machines that still took quarters if they

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worked at all. There weren't any restrooms, no trash canan,

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not even a bench. It looked like a place the

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state forgot about a decades ago. There was already one

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truck parked way down the far end when I pulled in,

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didn't look like anyone was in it. No running light,

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snow cap blowed just along dark wixiting dead still in

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the gravel. I only glanced at it at first. It

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looked aldo, probably from the late it is early nineties,

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and not in a nostalgic way. The paint was faded

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almost to gray, with these longwust streaks trailing down the doors,

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like something that dripped for years. The tires that caked

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in dry but thick enough that it probably hadn't moved

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in it. While no markings on the trailer and no

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company named their numbers, just blank eye didn't love parking

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next to it, but there went many options. The log

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carved into the trees, and with the incline behind me,

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batting in a few spots, overseeing cephy than trying to

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turn around somewhere dark unto even I cut the engine

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and let the silence settle. The forest came alive almost immediately,

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frogs croaking deep in the brush scade, his humming like static.

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I rolled the window down just a notch for some air.

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The night was warm but still. A breeze would have

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been nice, but there wasn't one. I didn't bother crawling

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into the sleeper, just told to my seat back, pulled

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my hat low, and tried to catch a quick nap.

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I wasn't planning to be there long, maybe thirty minutes,

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forty minutes, long enough to shake the highway out of

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my head. I must have drifted off fast, because the

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next thing I remember was the sound of an engine,

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but not mine. It started with the slow, choking bumble,

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like someone trying to fire up an old diesel that

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hadn't moved in years. That coughing, sputtering sound like it

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was fighting to stay alive. I blinked awake and sat up,

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checked the dash. Two point thirty in the morning. I

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turned my head slowly toward the other truck. Its headlights

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were still off, but the engine was running now. The

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whole rig looked like it was trembling, not violently, but stady,

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like it was shivering under its own weight. That same sick,

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uneven sound coming from under the hood, as if it

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should have died already but didn't. Know how. Then I

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saw someone climb out of the cab. He stepped down, slowly,

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real controlled, big guy over six feet, easily brought shoulders,

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long arms. He wore a heavy canvas coat that hung

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past his knees, kind of greenish, with darker patches on

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the sleeves and around the collar, like it had sook

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through at some point. He had on gloves too, leather

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ones worn down to the grain, more gray than black.

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He didn't a flask light, no foam light either. He

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just started walking toward the vending slow, with the kind

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of confidence you only have when you've been somewhere a

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thousand times. Head straight, no hesitation, no stumbling on the gravel.

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But the strange part what made me straighten up in

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my sea was how quiet he was. I mean completely silent.

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He should have made noise. The gravel on the foot

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was loose and sharp. I'd heard a crunch under my

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booch just getting in the cab, but this guy nothing,

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not a single scuffle scrape, like he was gliding. Even

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the truck behind him wasn't shaking any more. It just

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idled there, quiet, now subdued. He stood at the vending

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machines for a long time, didn't touch anything, didn't even move,

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just stood there facing him like he was reading something.

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Even though the machines weren't lit, they were dead best

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I could tell. I'd seen rest stops like that before.

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Stuff breaks and never gets fixed. He didn't seem to care.

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And then suddenly he turned and looked straight at me.

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I flinched, not dramatically. I didn't duck or scramble, but

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I definitely shrank back, like some part of me didn't

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want to be seen. It felt automatic, like a refex.

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His head tilted just a bit, like he was trying

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to make out my face through the glass. And then

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he started walking straight toward my truck. I stayed still,

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didn't the gravel in the same slow, steady pace. I

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couldn't hear him, couldn't hear the gravel shift under his feet,

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couldn't hear his crook brush his sides. The only sound

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was that soft, choking hump from his truck, still running

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in the background. He stopped right at my door, stood there,

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steering in. From that distance, I should have been able

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to see his face clearly, but I couldn't. There was

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enough light from the dash from the single overhead bulb

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in the lop to make out his outline. I could

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see the curve of his jaw. The dip wears no

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should have been But it didn't look great. It wasn't blurred,

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it was shadowed. It was just wrong, not grotesque, not monstrous,

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just incorrect, like it didn't belong on that body, like

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it had been copied from memory by some one who

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forgot what a real human face looked like. Then he

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raised his hand and tapped the glass just once. I

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didn't move. He tapped again, same spot, same rhythm, same pressure.

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That's when I hit the door lock. The click sounded

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way louder than I expected, like a gun going off

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in the silence. My cabs reinforced Mosla on HOLLOWSA, but

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I didn't want to find out how much dress the

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window could actually take. He didn't flinch, didn't react at all. Instead,

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he did something I'll never forget. He stepped backward five steps,

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perfectly spaced in a straight line, never turning, never breaking

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eye contact, just this weird puppet like motion, like someone

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dragging him by strings. Then he turned smoothly, cleanly well

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and walked back to his truck. He climbed in shut

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the door, and the engine went back to that same

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low rattle. But I never saw the cab light come on,

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never saw a silhouette behind a wheel. I sat there

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for what felt like an ere, too wired to move

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hard hammering chapt watching his rig, waiting for something else,

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but nothing did. The engine kept tight lane, the light

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stayed off. Finally I turned my key ease out of

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the spot, cheerful not to spin the tires or jolt

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the gravel. I didn't even switch on my headlights until

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I was back in the main road, just let the

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moon and my parking lights guide me until I was

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out of the bend. About fifteen miles down the road.

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I radioed a guy I crossed paths with a few times, Baldney.

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He was hauling behind me in the same loop, probably

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in iro out. Told him something weird was going on

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back at that stop, said maybe there was a guy

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up there having a breakdown or something. I didn't say

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what I saw. Rodney called me back about twenty minutes later. Man,

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there's nothing up there, he said, Were you sure you

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were on twenty three? Yeah? I said, you didn't see

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a truck, Nope, just a flat gravel lot. A couple

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bolts in the ground where something used to be, maybe

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a shadow or whatever, but there's nothing now be in

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that way. A while I didn't say anything, didn't know

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what to say. The next week, on my return trip,

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I stopped in daylight, same spot, same curved, same lot.

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The gravel still had tire tracks, deep ones, like something

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heavy had sat there not long ago, but the vending's

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shelter gone, just a slab of concrete and four rusted bolts.

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At a gas station in Mayfield about twenty minutes, he

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asked the clerk if the state had pulled out the

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machines recently. He looked at me like I had grown

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a second head. Sometime around twenty eleven, I think, he said,

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the yanked all that stuff, said it wasn't worth maintaining.

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Shelter got torn down to I nodded, bought a coffee,

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got back in the truck and left. I just started

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working part time at this tiny gas station offer out

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twenty six way out in a quiet stretch of Virginia

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near the Kentucky line. The place looked like it was

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barely holding on one old pump. A single cramped room

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that always smelled thinly like rubber and cold coffee and

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a soda fridge that rattled and hum like it had

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a grudge against everyone. I just wrapped up community college

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and didn't feel like moving back and with my dad,

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so I was crashing at my cousin's house until I

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figured things out. That night, I was covering a shift

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for Guiney. He was one of those guys who always

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had an excuse to bail. This time it was stomach trouble, which,

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as I found out later, meant he was passed out

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drunk somewhere with half eatenkin of Chillies still open on

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the counter. I didn't mind covering. It was quiet work,

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and I figured I could get paid to scull on

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my phone and maybe sell a candy bar or two

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to a truck at passing through. After midnight, the place

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turned into a ghost box. The locals filled up during

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the day after ires. If someone came in, it usually

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meant they were lost or trying not to be seen.

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So when a green truck pulled in a Round one fifteen,

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I definitely paid attention. It was an old Kemworth big

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thing force green headlights flickering like one of those dying

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fireflies you find blinking on your porch in July. It

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rumbled into the lot like it was angry to be alive,

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and came to a lopsided stop across both spots up front.

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Then the driver stepped out. He was huge, six for

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at least broad shoulders, thick arms, solid gut. He wore

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truck a half with some faded oil company's logo and

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a sleeveless denim vest. No shirt underneath, just bare skin

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beneath the stiff, greasy fabric. The vest looked like it

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had seen fires and floods and never quite dried out.

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It didn't say anything after first, just stepped forward, leaned

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into the open door and said, pump too, ain't runnin' right,

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flat boys, deep, but with no inflection, just straight up volume,

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like he was used to people listening, whether they wanted

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to or not. I grabbed the reset keys and walked

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out with him. We only had one pump, always had.

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I figured maybe he was sleep deprived. We're just looking

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for conversation. There's no pump too, I told him, glancing

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at his truck. I expected him to shrug, maybe nod,

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and drive off, but he chuckled, not like he found

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it funny, but like he was humoring me. I felt

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up already, just needed to make sure someone came out.

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He said, it real casual, like we were in the

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middle of a different conversation. But silly me. I let

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my guard drop just a bit. Then he looked at me,

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not at my face, at my chest. The name tag

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youre Riley. I shook my head. Nope, that name tag

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was my cousin's left behind when she switched jobs. I

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didn't bother changing it when I borrowed her old uniform

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last minute. He seemed to ignore that. He just kept grinning.

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Briley girl, huh, thought you looked like one. Then he

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smelt wider, and I saw the teeth. They weren't chipped

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or crooked. They looked grande and flat, like some one

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had tickn Sandbay put to the maye wold chickens for

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your uncle once, he said, alike, we were old friends

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catching up in a diner. I don't have an uncle

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in trucking or farmin or anything involving chickens. I told

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him that, but his face didn't change. You were at

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the dollar stop in Dnton last Friday, he said, bought

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a calendar and a bag of chip. Saw you go

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in my heart's skip. That was true. I'd been there,

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but I hadn't talked to any one. I don't even

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remember looking up from my phone when I grabbed the calendar,

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and I certainly didn't remember a massive guy in a

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truck watching me. I forced a laugh and said something like, well,

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you've got a good memory. Then I slipped back inside

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and locked the door behind me. He hung around for

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a moment, fiddling near his truck, engine idling. Then he

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drove off, didn't buy anything, didn't wave goodbye. I've just left.

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Fifteen minutes later, my phone buzzed, I know number. You

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keep short, IROs little royly. I was going to tell

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you something. I stared at the screen. My phone number

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wasn't listed. I only had it pinned on a wall

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the back room in case of emergencies. My cousin maybe

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the manager. That was it? So why was I getting

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a text? Then another message? Left you a treat under

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the blue bin at back good girls like sweet things.

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I froze. I should have called someone, I should have

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locked myself in the office and waited for someone to

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relieve me. But a part of me, the stubborn part,

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wanted to believe it was nothing, a prank at worst,

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maybe someone dropped candy or wrapper and I'd overreact. I

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grabbed a flashlight and stepped out the back door anyway

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behind the dumpster. Half hidden under the blue recycling bin

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was a zip hop bag inside a strip of jerky

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boh slimy, soaked in something dark that was a blood.

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I mean it might have been, but I told myself

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it wasn't. The smell thick shop like motor oil and

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old gasoline, not the sweet smell of meat. Definitely not

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what you expect. Folded underneath it was a small piece

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of paper. The note said I seen your kind before.

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They cry and bite, but they all hush after. My

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hand was shaking, and I didn't even realize I was

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backing away until I hit the door frame. I dropped

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the flashlight, I dropped the bag. I ran inside, locked

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the back door, locked the front door, even bolted the

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small supply closet, though it had nothing of Valley except

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cleaning stuff and a half used mop. I called my cousin,

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told her to come over now. She showed up ten

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minutes later with her boyfriend. Neither of them said anything

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when I blurted out what I found no jokes. No,

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we're imagining things. They just followed me outside. The bag

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wasn't touched under the blue bin. We went into the

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office and pulled the footage, rolling it back. I watched

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what I already knew in my gut. He pulled in,

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he got out, he walked behind the dumpster, then nothing.

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He didn't walk back out. This just a tall concrete

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wall and the lock rear of a shuttered Dautterpot's store

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that hadn't opened in months. The gravel behind the lot

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ended abruptly in the weeds. He went in and just disappeared.

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We watched again, same thing. He enters, he never exits.

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I flagged the deputy the next morning to the bus

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into town and sat in a sheriff's office until some

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one listened. The man behind a desk seemed in surprised,

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said they'd had other reports, same pattern. Green truck, no

468
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fixed blait, weird interactions with women working late gas station shifts,

469
00:23:22,519 --> 00:23:25,279
always near less patrol parts of the state line. I

470
00:23:25,400 --> 00:23:30,119
quit that job that afternoon. Two weeks passed. I moved,

471
00:23:30,200 --> 00:23:34,160
but then the other message arrived, different number. Don't need

472
00:23:34,160 --> 00:23:37,279
gas to keep moving, you don't eat her. I'll see

473
00:23:37,279 --> 00:23:40,519
you at mile marker eighty one. That through me. That

474
00:23:40,680 --> 00:23:44,640
rest stop, mile marker eighty one. It's the rest stop

475
00:23:44,680 --> 00:23:47,240
my cousin and I hit once, heading toward Asheville for

476
00:23:47,240 --> 00:23:50,440
a long holiday weekend. I hadn't mentioned that to anyone else,

477
00:23:51,200 --> 00:23:55,519
not really. My blood ran cold. I changed my phone number.

478
00:23:56,200 --> 00:23:59,440
I moved three counties east. I started applying only to

479
00:23:59,519 --> 00:24:01,559
jobs where I didn't have to deal with empty parking

480
00:24:01,599 --> 00:24:04,319
lots and over night shifts. I kept my lights on

481
00:24:04,400 --> 00:24:07,559
at home. I locked everything. It's been years and ne'er

482
00:24:08,240 --> 00:24:12,079
I moved again. After that, I changed routes. I avoid

483
00:24:12,079 --> 00:24:15,160
lonely highways and lease shifts. My rout toured me east

484
00:24:15,160 --> 00:24:17,960
from the outskirts of Dixon, Tennessee, crossed the quiet back

485
00:24:18,039 --> 00:24:20,720
roads of western Virginia, then snake north through the hollows

486
00:24:20,759 --> 00:24:23,400
a round Wessex. There's this little pull off east of

487
00:24:23,440 --> 00:24:26,519
a town, cold ash hollow, not even a proper stop,

488
00:24:26,759 --> 00:24:29,079
just a gravel lot tucked behind a thick stand of pines.

489
00:24:29,759 --> 00:24:32,880
The first time I saw the truck, I barely noticed it.

490
00:24:32,880 --> 00:24:34,759
It was an old Peterbilt, dull red like it had

491
00:24:34,799 --> 00:24:36,880
once been candy Apple but got left out too long

492
00:24:37,480 --> 00:24:40,440
no trailer, just the cab ibe and quietly in the dark,

493
00:24:40,519 --> 00:24:44,920
a few spaces down, no lights on, no movement. I

494
00:24:45,000 --> 00:24:48,839
figured the driver was sleeping. That's what we do, pull off,

495
00:24:49,519 --> 00:24:53,920
shut down, we're charge. Second night he was there again,

496
00:24:54,599 --> 00:24:58,119
same spots and truck engines still running, but no sign

497
00:24:58,119 --> 00:25:01,960
of life, no flicker from the cab, no radio static,

498
00:25:02,680 --> 00:25:05,599
not even a seb antenna waving. That's when I started

499
00:25:05,640 --> 00:25:08,680
to feel weird about it. I figured, sure, maybe he's

500
00:25:08,720 --> 00:25:10,799
parked up waiting on a load, or maybe he lives

501
00:25:10,799 --> 00:25:13,559
close by a use is the spot. Some drivers are

502
00:25:13,599 --> 00:25:16,359
creatures of habit. I didn't think too hard about it,

503
00:25:16,920 --> 00:25:18,640
but the next night, when I pulled an around two

504
00:25:18,640 --> 00:25:20,799
point fifteen in the morning, he was still there, and

505
00:25:20,880 --> 00:25:23,240
this time the cab light was on. He was sitting

506
00:25:23,319 --> 00:25:26,279
up straight, both hands and the wheel, not slumped, not

507
00:25:26,400 --> 00:25:29,720
checking his phone, just frozen, his eyes locked forward, like

508
00:25:29,759 --> 00:25:31,519
he was waiting for a green light that never came.

509
00:25:32,200 --> 00:25:34,000
Only thing in front of him was gravel and a

510
00:25:34,039 --> 00:25:37,079
thicket of brambles, and beyond that tree so thick you

511
00:25:37,119 --> 00:25:39,759
couldn't see a foot past them. I nodded as I

512
00:25:39,839 --> 00:25:43,920
passed some kind of reflex I guess. He didn't react,

513
00:25:44,599 --> 00:25:48,720
didn't blink, didn't even shift. I'm telling ye, it was

514
00:25:48,799 --> 00:25:50,799
like looking at a manequin that someone popped up behind

515
00:25:50,839 --> 00:25:54,000
a wheel. I didn't use the bathroom that night, just

516
00:25:54,039 --> 00:25:56,799
went back to my rake and locked both doors. I

517
00:25:56,839 --> 00:26:00,599
don't usually bother, It's not like I'm hauling diamonds, but

518
00:26:00,759 --> 00:26:03,359
something about that man or whatever he was, got under

519
00:26:03,359 --> 00:26:06,799
my skin. Next few nights, I skipped to stop, took

520
00:26:06,880 --> 00:26:09,720
my brake elsewhere. There was a brightly lit fuel station

521
00:26:09,759 --> 00:26:12,440
outside of Galland Springs that cost a few extra bucks,

522
00:26:12,839 --> 00:26:15,519
but I didn't care. I figured maybe the red truck

523
00:26:15,519 --> 00:26:17,759
guy had moved on, or maybe I'd imagined the whole

524
00:26:17,759 --> 00:26:20,720
thing in a sleep deprived as long drawers mess with

525
00:26:20,759 --> 00:26:24,079
your head. But a week later, after dropping Feenal Lincoln Springs,

526
00:26:24,119 --> 00:26:25,640
I had to take a detour in a fallen tree

527
00:26:25,640 --> 00:26:28,480
blocker at thirty eight that men heading back down to

528
00:26:28,480 --> 00:26:31,079
ward Ash Hollow. I hadn't planned to stop, but I

529
00:26:31,200 --> 00:26:33,920
was thirsty, needed to stretch, and against my better judgment,

530
00:26:34,000 --> 00:26:38,240
I pulled in again. He was back, same druck, same

531
00:26:38,319 --> 00:26:41,480
exact spot. This time the headlights were off, but the

532
00:26:41,519 --> 00:26:43,720
engine was still humming, soft and low like it always

533
00:26:43,720 --> 00:26:45,880
had been, and the cow light was glowing faintly through

534
00:26:45,880 --> 00:26:49,039
the windshield, which looked even worse than before. The glass

535
00:26:49,079 --> 00:26:50,799
was so smeared and dark that it looked like some

536
00:26:50,839 --> 00:26:53,160
one had poured motor oil over it, light it dry,

537
00:26:53,279 --> 00:26:55,359
then ran a finger through it to cover narrow streak.

538
00:26:56,000 --> 00:26:57,880
I stayed in my cap, just watching through the mirror

539
00:26:57,920 --> 00:27:00,880
as I sipped a soda. It was quite no cicadas,

540
00:27:01,000 --> 00:27:03,119
no win just the steady tomb of his idling engine.

541
00:27:03,640 --> 00:27:06,000
Then he moved, only a little, just his head tilted,

542
00:27:06,079 --> 00:27:08,319
maybe an inch maybe two, like he was trying to

543
00:27:08,319 --> 00:27:09,960
get a better look at me. I couldn't see his

544
00:27:10,000 --> 00:27:11,839
eyes through the grime, but something in the angle of

545
00:27:11,880 --> 00:27:15,039
that motion it didn't feel random. It felt deliberate, like

546
00:27:15,079 --> 00:27:17,240
he'd been waiting for me to show up again. I

547
00:27:17,319 --> 00:27:20,319
left without even using the bathroom. The next morning, I

548
00:27:20,359 --> 00:27:22,519
brought it up to Ralph. The guy I mentioned earlier.

549
00:27:23,000 --> 00:27:25,359
He'd been driving longer than I'd been alive, and knew

550
00:27:25,359 --> 00:27:28,480
every shortcut in ghost Town from here to Pennsylvania. I

551
00:27:28,519 --> 00:27:31,680
told him everything, what I saw, how the truck never moved,

552
00:27:31,720 --> 00:27:34,279
how the guy never blinked. I thought maybe it was

553
00:27:34,319 --> 00:27:36,119
some kind of squatter or rig that got dumped and

554
00:27:36,160 --> 00:27:38,359
left eiding by some lunatic. But when I mentioned the

555
00:27:38,400 --> 00:27:42,079
red peterbelt, Ralph went still, You didn't stop there, he said,

556
00:27:42,759 --> 00:27:46,880
not a question, a statement. I nodded. He took a

557
00:27:46,920 --> 00:27:49,400
long breath. There was a rig like that pulled out

558
00:27:49,400 --> 00:27:51,160
of a gully outside of Brier Hollow back in the

559
00:27:51,200 --> 00:27:56,279
early nineties, same color, same make, Peter belt, no trailer.

560
00:27:56,880 --> 00:27:59,279
They found the driver still buckled in, hands on the wheel,

561
00:28:00,039 --> 00:28:03,400
body was mummified. Thing is. They estimated he'd been dead

562
00:28:03,440 --> 00:28:06,079
at least two years, but the engine was still warm

563
00:28:06,079 --> 00:28:08,720
when the hunters found it. Said the guy was quiet,

564
00:28:08,880 --> 00:28:11,720
kept to himself, hauled back roads like, stopping at remote

565
00:28:11,720 --> 00:28:14,359
pull offs no one else used. Then one night he

566
00:28:14,480 --> 00:28:17,359
just disappeared off the route. No chatter, no good bye,

567
00:28:18,039 --> 00:28:20,960
His lugs just stopped. I told Ralph there is no

568
00:28:21,039 --> 00:28:24,799
way I'd seen the truck. I'd seen the driver clear

569
00:28:24,839 --> 00:28:28,839
as day. He didn't argue, just said, some roads hold

570
00:28:28,880 --> 00:28:31,640
on to things. You'd be smart to leave that one bee.

571
00:28:32,119 --> 00:28:34,799
I stayed clear of Vash Hollow after that for a

572
00:28:34,799 --> 00:28:38,160
while at least. But old habits die hard, and sometimes

573
00:28:38,200 --> 00:28:40,440
your brain tricks you into thinking you imagine the whole thing.

574
00:28:41,079 --> 00:28:43,480
So a couple months later, deep into winter, I passed

575
00:28:43,519 --> 00:28:45,839
by the turn of around three in the morning, tire hungry,

576
00:28:45,960 --> 00:28:49,039
needing to piss. Like how against old logic, I pulled in.

577
00:28:49,640 --> 00:28:53,440
He was there, same exact spot, but this time the

578
00:28:53,440 --> 00:28:55,680
cab door was cracked open, just an inch or two,

579
00:28:55,720 --> 00:28:58,039
like it had been left ajar for me, And hanging

580
00:28:58,039 --> 00:29:00,440
from the rear view mirror was something new. A little

581
00:29:00,440 --> 00:29:03,240
bundle of feathers tied up with red twine. Looked like

582
00:29:03,359 --> 00:29:06,680
chicken feathers. Maybe couldn't say for sure, but I knew

583
00:29:06,680 --> 00:29:10,119
it hadn't been there before. I didn't look inside. I

584
00:29:10,160 --> 00:29:12,000
walked past his truck with my eyes in the gravel

585
00:29:12,000 --> 00:29:14,680
and made for the bathroom. I was inside maybe half

586
00:29:14,680 --> 00:29:17,200
a minute before I heard the crunching not tie his

587
00:29:17,240 --> 00:29:20,880
feet slow heavy stepped across the gravel, stopping right outside

588
00:29:20,920 --> 00:29:23,680
the trailer. Then I heard my cab door slam shut.

589
00:29:24,200 --> 00:29:28,519
My stomach dropped. I didn't breathe just waited. Nothing else happened.

590
00:29:29,160 --> 00:29:31,960
I burst out of the bathroom harp thumping hard. My

591
00:29:32,039 --> 00:29:35,559
cab light was on, door was shut. No one inside

592
00:29:36,079 --> 00:29:38,400
but on the driver's seat sitting dead center was a

593
00:29:38,440 --> 00:29:41,559
small wooden cross, looked whittle by hand, maybe out of

594
00:29:41,559 --> 00:29:44,839
pine rough edges. The bottom stained dark, like it had

595
00:29:44,880 --> 00:29:47,839
been dragged through oil. I spun around, but the Peterbilt

596
00:29:47,920 --> 00:29:53,160
was gone, just gone. No headlights, no reverse sound, no

597
00:29:53,200 --> 00:29:58,119
engine noise, no dust clothed, just vanished. I didn't stop

598
00:29:58,160 --> 00:30:01,759
again after that, didn't talk about it either, not even

599
00:30:01,759 --> 00:30:05,359
with Ralph. What could I say that I saw a ghost,

600
00:30:05,839 --> 00:30:08,480
that a dead trucker left me a souvenir. I was

601
00:30:08,519 --> 00:30:11,279
thirty seven when it happened. I had been running night

602
00:30:11,319 --> 00:30:13,839
hauls out of this small depot in Trenton, West Virginia

603
00:30:13,839 --> 00:30:16,519
for nearly a decade by then. That night was supposed

604
00:30:16,519 --> 00:30:18,839
to be routine. I had a fifty foot flat bed

605
00:30:18,839 --> 00:30:22,799
loaded with industrial piping, nothing especially dangerous or fragile. Picked

606
00:30:22,799 --> 00:30:24,880
it up from a yard outside Lane Air, scheduled to

607
00:30:24,920 --> 00:30:27,759
drop it at a warehouse lot in Hindon. Despatch told

608
00:30:27,759 --> 00:30:29,920
me to avoid the main interstate because of some construction

609
00:30:30,000 --> 00:30:32,599
mess near Charleston. So they were atted me through about

610
00:30:32,640 --> 00:30:34,920
forty seven minutes one of those winding mountain roads that

611
00:30:34,920 --> 00:30:37,960
looks halmless on a map and miserable in real life still,

612
00:30:38,079 --> 00:30:40,839
I didn't think twice. I rolled out a little before

613
00:30:40,880 --> 00:30:44,599
six sun, already behind the hills. I topped off the

614
00:30:44,599 --> 00:30:46,680
thermis at a gas station that still used those ancient

615
00:30:46,720 --> 00:30:48,359
metal pumps and had a bug sap at the size

616
00:30:48,359 --> 00:30:51,200
of a car battery hanging above the door. The cashier

617
00:30:51,240 --> 00:30:54,119
was barely awake, gave me my change like she couldn't

618
00:30:54,160 --> 00:30:56,839
remember why I needed it. It felt like the kind

619
00:30:56,880 --> 00:31:00,480
of night you sleep through, quiet and eventful. The first

620
00:31:00,480 --> 00:31:03,240
eye was smooth. I had the radio low, just a

621
00:31:03,279 --> 00:31:05,519
sleepy country station, fading in and out with every turn,

622
00:31:05,599 --> 00:31:07,519
and my sea Bee opened, though no one was talking.

623
00:31:08,079 --> 00:31:11,599
Not many other trucks. Take forty seven too tight, too isolated.

624
00:31:12,359 --> 00:31:15,000
Selzigal dropped off a few miles past Barrow Hollow, and

625
00:31:15,079 --> 00:31:17,119
after that it was just me, the road and the

626
00:31:17,160 --> 00:31:20,119
sound of the trailer groaning around the bends. That's when

627
00:31:20,119 --> 00:31:23,200
I noticed the truck behind me. It wasn't close at first.

628
00:31:23,799 --> 00:31:26,000
I only spotted it on a curve, just the reflection

629
00:31:26,039 --> 00:31:30,599
of its cruel catching in my trailer lights. Old model pickup, black,

630
00:31:31,000 --> 00:31:33,079
maybe dark blue. It was hard to tell in the dark.

631
00:31:33,759 --> 00:31:35,680
What stood up right away was that it wasn't using

632
00:31:35,720 --> 00:31:38,519
any head lights, not even running lights, just moving in

633
00:31:38,559 --> 00:31:41,599
shadow like it didn't want to be noticed. I figured

634
00:31:41,599 --> 00:31:44,440
it with some local kid messing around, or maybe someone

635
00:31:44,480 --> 00:31:47,559
who forgot to flip their lights on after dusk. Happens

636
00:31:47,599 --> 00:31:50,480
more than you'd think. Still, the way he stayed back,

637
00:31:50,720 --> 00:31:52,319
just far enough to keep from showing up in the

638
00:31:52,319 --> 00:31:54,720
mirrors unless I was turning. That started to bother me.

639
00:31:55,319 --> 00:31:58,039
At first, I tried to ignore it. People out here

640
00:31:58,119 --> 00:32:01,839
drive strange sometime they think saving their battery O bobs

641
00:32:01,880 --> 00:32:05,720
is worth the risk. But ten minutes passed, then twenty,

642
00:32:06,440 --> 00:32:08,960
every single curve I catched that same reflection at the

643
00:32:09,000 --> 00:32:13,680
exact same angle, no movement, no attempt to pass, just

644
00:32:13,720 --> 00:32:16,119
hovering back like he was being careful to match my pace.

645
00:32:16,799 --> 00:32:19,680
I tapped the brakes once, not hard, but enough to

646
00:32:19,720 --> 00:32:22,440
jowl the trailer and maybe make a point. He slowed

647
00:32:22,480 --> 00:32:25,200
down to perfectly and sink, like we were tied together

648
00:32:25,200 --> 00:32:27,920
by a rope. That's when the chill started to settle in.

649
00:32:28,559 --> 00:32:30,680
Not fear, not yet, but the kind of quiet and

650
00:32:30,720 --> 00:32:34,000
easy feel when something's just off. I reached for my thermus,

651
00:32:34,000 --> 00:32:36,359
mostly just to give my hands something to do. The

652
00:32:36,359 --> 00:32:38,960
coffee had gone lukewarm. But I took a long sip anyway.

653
00:32:39,559 --> 00:32:41,319
Then I saw a rest pull off coming up a

654
00:32:41,319 --> 00:32:44,160
gravel shoulder big enough for a rig to park, poured

655
00:32:44,160 --> 00:32:47,119
to john faded canti map bolted to a wooden board,

656
00:32:47,200 --> 00:32:50,160
some trash bowls. One of those spots meant for engine

657
00:32:50,160 --> 00:32:53,920
brakes or bathroom run, not overnight stops. I figured maybe

658
00:32:53,920 --> 00:32:55,799
if I pulled in the sky would go past and

659
00:32:55,839 --> 00:32:59,319
disappear into the night. So I signaled, eased over and

660
00:32:59,359 --> 00:33:02,599
came to a stop. I didn't kill the engine, just

661
00:33:02,640 --> 00:33:04,680
sat there, one hand on the wheel, the other near

662
00:33:04,680 --> 00:33:08,400
the door handle, watched the mirror. The pickup didn't pass.

663
00:33:09,160 --> 00:33:13,119
He pulled in behind me, no headlights, no sound except

664
00:33:13,160 --> 00:33:16,240
for the ties on gravel. He stopped about twenty feet back,

665
00:33:16,319 --> 00:33:19,240
his engine still running, just sitting there, both of a

666
00:33:19,279 --> 00:33:22,759
sidling in the dark. I didn't move the Aentually, his

667
00:33:22,880 --> 00:33:25,680
driver door creaked open. I thought maybe i'd see some

668
00:33:25,720 --> 00:33:27,680
trunk stumble out of some old timer come over and

669
00:33:27,759 --> 00:33:31,079
ask directions. But it wasn't like that. He didn't step out.

670
00:33:31,680 --> 00:33:33,960
He leaned out, bent low like a spined and bend

671
00:33:34,000 --> 00:33:35,640
where it was supposed to you. And in his right

672
00:33:35,640 --> 00:33:38,559
hand there was something long and solid. At first I

673
00:33:38,599 --> 00:33:41,039
thought it was a crowbar, but I wasn't sure. It

674
00:33:41,079 --> 00:33:45,839
looked wrong, somehow off off. He just stood there like that,

675
00:33:45,960 --> 00:33:48,160
half out, half in, like he was waiting for me

676
00:33:48,200 --> 00:33:52,079
to move first. Then he stepped out completely, didn't closed

677
00:33:52,079 --> 00:33:55,279
his door, just walked slow, direct, straight toward my cab.

678
00:33:55,920 --> 00:33:58,200
I didn't wait. I threw it in the gear and

679
00:33:58,240 --> 00:34:01,079
floored it, gravel spraying as the trailer caught up. My

680
00:34:01,200 --> 00:34:03,720
tires fished out slightly as I swung back onto the road,

681
00:34:03,880 --> 00:34:06,000
and I didn't even glance back until the next turn.

682
00:34:06,559 --> 00:34:09,360
For a few blast minutes, I didn't see anything. Then

683
00:34:09,400 --> 00:34:13,239
the beam set me full head lights now bright and sharp,

684
00:34:13,320 --> 00:34:14,960
like he wanted me to know he was done hiding.

685
00:34:15,519 --> 00:34:18,840
He was right behind me again. This time he was gaining.

686
00:34:19,480 --> 00:34:21,239
I pushed the rick harder than I ever had on

687
00:34:21,280 --> 00:34:24,039
that road. The trailer bounds took a curve too tight,

688
00:34:24,159 --> 00:34:27,840
almost tip once. My heart was hammering. There was nothing

689
00:34:27,880 --> 00:34:30,840
but forced on either side, no sign of houses or

690
00:34:30,920 --> 00:34:33,840
driveries or any place to stop. Then a sign appeared

691
00:34:34,320 --> 00:34:37,400
bridge ut three miles. It hit me like a gut punch.

692
00:34:38,119 --> 00:34:40,159
That bridge had washed out after one of those big

693
00:34:40,159 --> 00:34:44,159
winter storms. I remembered hearing about it. Locals had said

694
00:34:44,159 --> 00:34:46,159
it wouldn't be fixed until the spring, but I hadn't

695
00:34:46,159 --> 00:34:48,760
connected the rot name with this story until the second.

696
00:34:49,119 --> 00:34:52,559
Three miles that's all I had left. There was no

697
00:34:52,639 --> 00:34:56,400
turning around, no space to reverse a full rig. If

698
00:34:56,400 --> 00:34:58,320
I kept going, I'd be lucky to stop before I

699
00:34:58,400 --> 00:35:01,079
hit the barricade. I scanned the side of the road

700
00:35:01,119 --> 00:35:05,320
for anything, dirt paths, service lanes, deer trails. Then I

701
00:35:05,360 --> 00:35:08,440
spotted one. A narrow gravel rode off to the left.

702
00:35:09,079 --> 00:35:12,719
It looked like something the forestry department might use, no signs,

703
00:35:13,400 --> 00:35:15,800
barely wider than the truck, but it was that with

704
00:35:15,920 --> 00:35:19,400
the bridge. I took it. Branches clawed at the mirrors

705
00:35:19,400 --> 00:35:22,239
and scratched the paint. The trailer groaned as I forced

706
00:35:22,239 --> 00:35:23,840
it to a curve that fell too tight, but it

707
00:35:23,880 --> 00:35:27,119
made it. After maybe thirty seconds of crawling forward, the

708
00:35:27,159 --> 00:35:29,760
trees opened up into a clearing, just a rough circle

709
00:35:29,760 --> 00:35:32,800
of hard packed dirt and weeds, enough space to turn

710
00:35:32,840 --> 00:35:35,679
if I got the angle right. I eased in, swung

711
00:35:35,679 --> 00:35:37,400
the trailer as wide as I coat, then cut the

712
00:35:37,480 --> 00:35:41,519
engine and killed the lights. Silence. I held my breath

713
00:35:42,000 --> 00:35:48,480
ten seconds twenty nothing. Nothing, Then I heard him tires

714
00:35:48,519 --> 00:35:53,320
on gravel, slow deliberate. The pick up rolled into the clearing,

715
00:35:53,920 --> 00:35:56,760
headlights off again, like he knew exactly where it go.

716
00:35:57,480 --> 00:36:00,400
He didn't stop behind me. He pulled across the entrance,

717
00:36:00,440 --> 00:36:03,960
blocking me in completely. His hood pointed at mine, just

718
00:36:04,039 --> 00:36:07,800
popped there. Then his door opened. This time he stepped

719
00:36:07,800 --> 00:36:10,920
out without hesitation, still holding the crowber. He didn't walk

720
00:36:10,960 --> 00:36:14,880
straight up to me. He circled, took his time, like

721
00:36:14,920 --> 00:36:17,280
he was inspecting the truck, checking to see if anyone

722
00:36:17,360 --> 00:36:19,960
was watching. Every few steps, he looked up at the

723
00:36:19,960 --> 00:36:23,760
cab window. I stayed low, my whole body dents. I

724
00:36:23,760 --> 00:36:25,639
could feel the tremble in my fingers and the thud

725
00:36:25,679 --> 00:36:28,239
of my pulse in my neck. He reached the passenger

726
00:36:28,320 --> 00:36:30,480
side and climbed onto the step rail, planted one hand

727
00:36:30,519 --> 00:36:33,480
against the glass, and then slowly he leaned forward, pressed

728
00:36:33,480 --> 00:36:36,840
his forehead to the window. Didn't knock, didn't say a word,

729
00:36:37,639 --> 00:36:40,000
just rested there, breathing, like he was trying to see

730
00:36:40,000 --> 00:36:42,519
if someone was inside, if I was the one he

731
00:36:42,519 --> 00:36:45,719
was supposed to find. I yanked the air horn. The

732
00:36:45,800 --> 00:36:48,559
sound busted through the night. He jerked back like he had

733
00:36:48,519 --> 00:36:50,800
been shocked stumbled off the rail, and that was enough.

734
00:36:51,400 --> 00:36:53,719
I jammed it into revers, cranked the wheel hard, and

735
00:36:53,760 --> 00:36:56,960
didn't stop. The rig lurch tired, slipping on the dirt,

736
00:36:57,400 --> 00:36:59,800
I clipped part of his bumper squeezing past. But I

737
00:36:59,800 --> 00:37:03,719
didn't look back, not once I hit the main road,

738
00:37:03,719 --> 00:37:05,480
and didn't let off the throttle until I saw the

739
00:37:05,519 --> 00:37:08,280
lights of hinting in the distance. When I finally pulled

740
00:37:08,320 --> 00:37:10,960
into the depot yard, I didn't even park straight. I

741
00:37:11,079 --> 00:37:14,920
just stopped engine running and sat there. Eventually I called despatch,

742
00:37:15,039 --> 00:37:17,000
told them flat out, I don't care what route you

743
00:37:17,000 --> 00:37:20,639
assigned me. I'm never driving forty seven again. They didn't argue,

744
00:37:20,679 --> 00:37:23,960
They didn't even ask why shall they know. The job

745
00:37:24,000 --> 00:37:26,840
had its quirks. The roads were narrow and sharp, the

746
00:37:26,920 --> 00:37:28,960
kind way you learned real fast to trust your mirrors

747
00:37:28,960 --> 00:37:32,760
and your brakes. But I liked the solitude, long stretches

748
00:37:32,760 --> 00:37:34,760
of quiet mountain road just me, and the hum of

749
00:37:34,760 --> 00:37:37,719
the cab. Farther you got from the highways, the less

750
00:37:37,760 --> 00:37:41,599
anyone bothered you. I learned to appreciate that. That summer

751
00:37:41,760 --> 00:37:43,880
I started doing some myregular runs out of this deep

752
00:37:43,880 --> 00:37:46,880
and near place called whinstead hollow kind of tapped away

753
00:37:46,880 --> 00:37:49,800
off a state road, nothing but a diner, a church,

754
00:37:49,960 --> 00:37:51,960
and a depot of two bays and one ancient vending

755
00:37:52,000 --> 00:37:54,960
machine that only worked what it wanted to. They specialized

756
00:37:55,000 --> 00:37:58,079
in odd requests, stopped too small or too remote for

757
00:37:58,079 --> 00:38:01,960
the bigger outfits. I didn't mind. The money was fine

758
00:38:01,960 --> 00:38:04,400
and the folks were easy enough to work with. One

759
00:38:04,400 --> 00:38:06,559
Thursday night, I was sitting in my truck outside Debate,

760
00:38:06,599 --> 00:38:08,400
eating a turkey sand which from a gas station that

761
00:38:08,519 --> 00:38:10,840
still sold DVD in law felt as behind the counter

762
00:38:11,519 --> 00:38:14,599
the load was running behind, which happened a lot. Then

763
00:38:14,639 --> 00:38:18,559
I saw another truck pull in old Peterbilt, faded red

764
00:38:18,559 --> 00:38:22,039
with black trim, no company name, no numbers, not even

765
00:38:22,039 --> 00:38:24,400
a de or tea sticker. I could see it parked

766
00:38:24,400 --> 00:38:27,559
a few spots down. The driver's stepped out slow midmanute

767
00:38:27,559 --> 00:38:31,039
thirties may be older, it was hard to tell. Long,

768
00:38:31,280 --> 00:38:33,920
dark beard, faced like a stretched rubber band, and wearing

769
00:38:33,920 --> 00:38:36,880
a heavy work jacket despite the sticky summer air, all

770
00:38:37,000 --> 00:38:38,840
cap pulled low. The kind of guy who looked like

771
00:38:38,880 --> 00:38:41,119
he hadn't been warm or cold in years, just floating

772
00:38:41,159 --> 00:38:43,960
through the middle doing what he always did. He gave

773
00:38:44,000 --> 00:38:47,039
me an nod, didn't say much, muttered something about axelwake,

774
00:38:47,119 --> 00:38:49,280
checked his ties like he was on auto pilot, then

775
00:38:49,320 --> 00:38:52,119
disappeared round the back of his rake. There was something

776
00:38:52,119 --> 00:38:54,719
odd about him, not which he or aggressive, just absent,

777
00:38:54,880 --> 00:38:57,599
like he wasn't really in the driver's seat Mentally, I've

778
00:38:57,599 --> 00:39:00,480
met a lot of tire truckers, but it's felt different. Still,

779
00:39:00,559 --> 00:39:03,480
it wasn't any of my business. I finished my sandwich

780
00:39:03,519 --> 00:39:06,079
and moved on. A few nights later, I stopped to

781
00:39:06,079 --> 00:39:08,039
fuel up at this half dead station near the Kentucky

782
00:39:08,159 --> 00:39:11,000
Virginia border. One pump worked, the other was wrapped in

783
00:39:11,000 --> 00:39:12,880
the trash bag like a broken lane. And there it

784
00:39:13,000 --> 00:39:16,760
was again, same red Peterbilt herded off to the side,

785
00:39:16,880 --> 00:39:20,360
engine running, but nobody inside. The cab door was shut

786
00:39:20,400 --> 00:39:22,800
and the window was rolled up. I did a slow

787
00:39:22,800 --> 00:39:26,280
walk of round, half curious, checked the diner's windows empty.

788
00:39:26,880 --> 00:39:29,559
The pump lights buzzed like flies. I leaned a little

789
00:39:29,559 --> 00:39:32,800
closer to the cab window. Inside was a felthy thermos

790
00:39:32,800 --> 00:39:34,840
and the dash a loose sy bee might just angling

791
00:39:34,880 --> 00:39:36,800
from the mount, and a crumpled pair of gloves on

792
00:39:36,840 --> 00:39:38,920
the passenger seat, like some one had taken them off

793
00:39:38,920 --> 00:39:41,599
midshift and forgotten. I figured maybe he was in the

794
00:39:41,599 --> 00:39:44,679
bathroom or on a cale. Still, something about the stillness

795
00:39:44,679 --> 00:39:47,440
bugged me. That night Drop was way out in the hills,

796
00:39:47,519 --> 00:39:49,440
past a town that barely had a name, up one

797
00:39:49,440 --> 00:39:51,360
of those roads where the trees leaned too close and

798
00:39:51,400 --> 00:39:54,519
the mail boxes are just nailed defence posts. My GBS

799
00:39:54,519 --> 00:39:57,599
cut out about ten minutes in, which wasn't unusual. About

800
00:39:57,639 --> 00:39:59,880
half way up along gravel slope, I noticed lies behind

801
00:39:59,920 --> 00:40:03,599
me me head lights. At first, I didn't think much

802
00:40:03,639 --> 00:40:07,119
of it, just another late driver, maybe a farmer heading home.

803
00:40:07,559 --> 00:40:10,639
But the lights stayed back, not close enough to tell me,

804
00:40:10,880 --> 00:40:13,800
just close enough to stay visible. I chapped the brakes,

805
00:40:14,519 --> 00:40:17,760
so did they I sped up a little. The lights

806
00:40:17,840 --> 00:40:21,719
kept pace that got under my skin. There won't any junctions,

807
00:40:21,719 --> 00:40:24,880
were driveways for miles. Whoever was behind me was back

808
00:40:24,920 --> 00:40:27,559
there on purpose. I pulled off to the side and

809
00:40:27,559 --> 00:40:31,559
clicked my hazards. We did. The other truck slowed and stopped,

810
00:40:31,559 --> 00:40:35,920
maybe a hundred feet behind. Didn't move. I waited five minutes,

811
00:40:36,639 --> 00:40:41,400
then nothing, nothing, Then just as slow as it had come,

812
00:40:41,440 --> 00:40:44,920
the truck back down the road, no break, lights, no

813
00:40:45,039 --> 00:40:47,760
sound except for the crunch of gravel. I didn't sleep

814
00:40:47,840 --> 00:40:50,639
much that night, made my drop and left before dawn.

815
00:40:51,159 --> 00:40:53,039
Back at the deep of the following week, I started

816
00:40:53,079 --> 00:40:56,840
asking around anyone know who drives that red peat. Most

817
00:40:56,840 --> 00:40:59,320
of the guys just shrugged one laugh, like I was

818
00:40:59,320 --> 00:41:02,360
telling a jerky had before one of the mechanics. A

819
00:41:02,440 --> 00:41:05,159
wiry guy named Dennis just looked up from his thermos

820
00:41:05,159 --> 00:41:09,360
and said that truck man's been around, that's all. Another

821
00:41:09,400 --> 00:41:12,039
guy charmed him with he doesn't talk much, wouldn't worry

822
00:41:12,039 --> 00:41:15,679
about him. Nobody had a name, nobody had to dispatch

823
00:41:15,719 --> 00:41:18,039
it high to him. When I pressed a little more,

824
00:41:18,039 --> 00:41:20,519
Dennis got quiet, looked over his glasses, and muttered that

825
00:41:20,559 --> 00:41:22,840
man ain't right in the head. Then he left it

826
00:41:22,880 --> 00:41:25,599
at that. A couple weeks later I got waved down

827
00:41:25,599 --> 00:41:27,880
by a home owner off one of the routes. His

828
00:41:27,960 --> 00:41:30,280
well tank had blown out and he needed a replacement

829
00:41:30,280 --> 00:41:33,440
hal from a hard way yard two towns over. Technically

830
00:41:33,559 --> 00:41:35,760
it wasn't on my route, but he paid cash up front,

831
00:41:35,840 --> 00:41:38,440
and it wasn't a heavy load. I figured it wouldn't

832
00:41:38,440 --> 00:41:41,239
take more than an iron change. On the way back,

833
00:41:41,360 --> 00:41:45,960
I hit a fork left was my usual route, slow winding, familiar.

834
00:41:46,639 --> 00:41:48,559
Right was narrower, but it cut through the woods and

835
00:41:48,559 --> 00:41:51,719
shaved twenty minutes off. I'd never taken it before, but

836
00:41:51,760 --> 00:41:54,239
the sky was clear and the trailer was light. I

837
00:41:54,320 --> 00:41:57,639
turned right a mile in. I started seeing fresh tire trucks,

838
00:41:57,679 --> 00:42:00,559
deep ones, wide set, same traider, remember from that red

839
00:42:00,559 --> 00:42:03,960
peat boilt. Didn't think much of it at first, maybe

840
00:42:03,960 --> 00:42:06,440
someone else used the short cut. Then I hit a

841
00:42:06,440 --> 00:42:08,519
bend and saw it. Potch side was across a dirt

842
00:42:08,519 --> 00:42:13,119
clearing the truck, same red body, same back trim pad,

843
00:42:13,119 --> 00:42:16,199
door hanging opened like it had been flung wide. No driver,

844
00:42:16,360 --> 00:42:19,599
no movement. I pulled up slow, maybe thirty feet back,

845
00:42:19,679 --> 00:42:22,880
and laid on the horn. Nothing I called out, waited,

846
00:42:23,599 --> 00:42:26,840
still nothing against my better judgment. I climbed down with

847
00:42:26,880 --> 00:42:30,559
my flashlight. Inside the cab was a mess. The radio

848
00:42:30,639 --> 00:42:33,519
was spitting static. The seat cushions were ripped open like

849
00:42:33,559 --> 00:42:36,039
something a clawed at them. A thick rope lee culled

850
00:42:36,079 --> 00:42:38,320
on the floor like a sleeping snake. There was an

851
00:42:38,320 --> 00:42:40,719
old eye entire a thumper jawn beside the console, stained

852
00:42:40,719 --> 00:42:43,440
with something dark and crusted. The log book was torn

853
00:42:43,480 --> 00:42:46,760
in half. No signs of anyone I started to back up,

854
00:42:46,800 --> 00:42:49,639
already reaching for the door handle. Then I saw him

855
00:42:49,880 --> 00:42:52,960
just past the clearing where the tree start, standing dead, still, shirtless,

856
00:42:53,079 --> 00:42:57,280
pale like paper. Watching. I didn't move, didn't breathe. He

857
00:42:57,320 --> 00:43:00,679
stepped forward, just one slow step. That was all I needed.

858
00:43:01,320 --> 00:43:03,400
I climbed back in, slammed the door through the truck

859
00:43:03,440 --> 00:43:05,639
in reverse, and didn't stop until I saw a pavement

860
00:43:05,679 --> 00:43:08,400
under my toes. Back at the depot, I went straight

861
00:43:08,440 --> 00:43:11,360
to the foreman and told him everything. He didn't say much,

862
00:43:11,639 --> 00:43:14,039
just frowned and asked which road I taken. When I

863
00:43:14,079 --> 00:43:17,239
told him, he shook his head. Nobody runs that way anymore.

864
00:43:18,079 --> 00:43:21,880
Washed out last winter, County never cleared it. I described

865
00:43:21,880 --> 00:43:25,480
the truck. He's quinted at me, that old pete. He said,

866
00:43:26,039 --> 00:43:29,559
we scrapped that thing last year, frame was shot. Hauled

867
00:43:29,599 --> 00:43:32,079
it down to clear Water to get shopped. That was

868
00:43:32,119 --> 00:43:36,559
the end of a conversation. Nobody followed up, nobody asked questions.

869
00:43:37,159 --> 00:43:39,440
I gave it a week, then turned in my keys.

870
00:43:39,840 --> 00:43:43,440
Now I stick to short routes around Tennessee, nothing past midnight.

871
00:43:44,079 --> 00:43:46,679
I've been driving long haul roads since I was twenty one,

872
00:43:47,000 --> 00:43:50,599
mostly solo runs. This one job came through on a Thursday.

873
00:43:51,239 --> 00:43:54,519
Despatcher flagged it as urgent steel trousses to be holed

874
00:43:54,559 --> 00:43:56,880
up to a build site somewhere near a town called Carvestrace.

875
00:43:56,960 --> 00:44:01,039
Tucked into the hill's pass, bucket ridge, small backward stuff.

876
00:44:01,639 --> 00:44:03,639
The bay was decent, a little higher than normal for

877
00:44:03,679 --> 00:44:07,039
the distance. I didn't think much of it. I left

878
00:44:07,039 --> 00:44:10,400
out just before noon. Takai waded foremost of the way.

879
00:44:10,679 --> 00:44:13,239
Once I passed through Dolan's Fork, I noticed the shoulder

880
00:44:13,239 --> 00:44:17,480
gout rougher in houses thinned out, just trees, lots of trees.

881
00:44:18,199 --> 00:44:20,480
I remember seeing an old wooden sign that said Wainlow

882
00:44:20,519 --> 00:44:23,679
Creek with an arrow pointing toward a dirt path. No town,

883
00:44:23,880 --> 00:44:27,239
no buildings, nothing but that crack were cutting through green.

884
00:44:27,800 --> 00:44:30,719
Eventually the map dropped up, just like the despatcher said.

885
00:44:31,360 --> 00:44:33,360
I was still about ten miles from the pin drop.

886
00:44:33,960 --> 00:44:37,760
I kept driving, notice the gravel gates shunk here, trees

887
00:44:37,800 --> 00:44:40,519
pressed closer. I passed an old blue trailler with no

888
00:44:40,639 --> 00:44:44,480
windows and a swing set tangle with weeds. No one around.

889
00:44:44,800 --> 00:44:46,719
When I finally rolled into the clearing, it was a

890
00:44:46,760 --> 00:44:49,719
little past six point thirty. The sun was hanging low

891
00:44:49,880 --> 00:44:52,679
just behind the ridge. I hadn't seen another rickle in

892
00:44:52,760 --> 00:44:55,199
at least an hour. The road ended a kind of

893
00:44:55,239 --> 00:44:58,400
wide turn around, all gravel and dust. It felt like

894
00:44:58,440 --> 00:45:00,559
the sort of place folks used to go dumping furniture

895
00:45:00,599 --> 00:45:03,280
back in the day. I left the truck idling, climbed

896
00:45:03,280 --> 00:45:06,039
out to stretch my legs. The air felt heavy, still

897
00:45:06,079 --> 00:45:10,280
not hard exactly, just to moving. No birds, no rustling, nothing.

898
00:45:10,880 --> 00:45:13,760
Then I saw headlights. They appeared around the same bent

899
00:45:13,840 --> 00:45:16,360
i'd just come through. At first I thought it was

900
00:45:16,360 --> 00:45:19,760
the red Jevy finally showing up late. But this truck

901
00:45:19,880 --> 00:45:23,360
was smaller, old, rusted out along the fenders. The headlights

902
00:45:23,360 --> 00:45:27,039
flickered like they didn't quite connect. No front plate. It

903
00:45:27,079 --> 00:45:29,639
pulled up behind my trailer. I watched in the side

904
00:45:29,639 --> 00:45:32,480
mirror as two men climbed down. They were both older,

905
00:45:32,800 --> 00:45:35,880
maybe late fifties or early sixties, pale, almost grayish, like

906
00:45:35,920 --> 00:45:38,480
they hadn't been in the sun for weeks. The first

907
00:45:38,480 --> 00:45:41,039
guy wore sleeves, plaid shirt tucked into jeans, staying darker

908
00:45:41,119 --> 00:45:43,679
round the knees. The second walked with a limp and

909
00:45:43,679 --> 00:45:45,719
held one shoulder a little higher than the other, like

910
00:45:45,760 --> 00:45:49,039
it was frozen in place. He didn't blink, not once.

911
00:45:49,800 --> 00:45:53,119
I gave them a polite nod Ian in y'all need

912
00:45:53,199 --> 00:45:56,400
help or something. They didn't say a word. Then the

913
00:45:56,440 --> 00:45:58,719
one with the limp stepped forward, hands at his sides

914
00:45:58,960 --> 00:46:01,199
and asked, either one who came over Milly's Pass this

915
00:46:01,280 --> 00:46:04,440
morning that through me. I told him I'd comfort Dolan's Fork.

916
00:46:04,559 --> 00:46:08,639
Then beckett Rich didn't recall anything called Miller's Pass. He

917
00:46:08,719 --> 00:46:11,360
didn't acknowledge what I said, just stare, then muttered that

918
00:46:11,440 --> 00:46:14,639
weren't your road. Now, I've had run ins with locals before.

919
00:46:15,320 --> 00:46:17,280
He get used to folks in rural areas not liking

920
00:46:17,320 --> 00:46:20,639
outsiders rolling in, especially in big rigs. They don't want

921
00:46:20,719 --> 00:46:22,559
you to sting up their roads or blocking the way.

922
00:46:23,159 --> 00:46:26,079
I figured that's what this was. Maybe I'd clipped some

923
00:46:26,159 --> 00:46:29,400
old trail they considered private. So I tried to stay calm,

924
00:46:30,119 --> 00:46:32,800
said something like, look, I'm just delivering trusses for a

925
00:46:32,880 --> 00:46:36,400
tower build. Despatch gave me a route. I'm not trying

926
00:46:36,440 --> 00:46:39,239
to cause any trouble. That's when the second guy squinted

927
00:46:39,239 --> 00:46:42,199
at me like I just said something suspicious. Some one

928
00:46:42,239 --> 00:46:45,760
gave you that route, He asked, or did you decide

929
00:46:45,760 --> 00:46:48,679
to wander off where you don't belong. I noticed his hands,

930
00:46:49,400 --> 00:46:52,039
big knuckles, thick with dirt under the nails. Not the

931
00:46:52,159 --> 00:46:54,039
kind of hands you'd expect to be drivy round in

932
00:46:54,079 --> 00:46:55,679
an end to truck with no tools in the back.

933
00:46:56,440 --> 00:46:59,079
And then something clicked in me, one of those moments

934
00:46:59,079 --> 00:47:01,400
where your body catches the warning signs before your brain

935
00:47:01,440 --> 00:47:04,559
finishes processing them. I realized neither of them had looked

936
00:47:04,559 --> 00:47:07,320
at my truck. They didn't glance at the trailer, didn't

937
00:47:07,360 --> 00:47:10,079
ask about the delivery. They were just focus on me,

938
00:47:10,280 --> 00:47:13,199
like they already knew everything else. I tried to keep

939
00:47:13,239 --> 00:47:15,880
my voice light, said, maybe I missed a turn. I

940
00:47:15,920 --> 00:47:18,639
can backtrack and check the road again. The man with

941
00:47:18,719 --> 00:47:21,760
the limp tilted his head just a little. No, he said,

942
00:47:21,920 --> 00:47:25,199
he came this way, you finish it. The other man

943
00:47:25,280 --> 00:47:28,760
stepped closer. I could smell him then, a kind of damp,

944
00:47:28,920 --> 00:47:31,480
earthy stink, like wet leaves and something left too long

945
00:47:31,559 --> 00:47:34,480
in a root cellar. He said, quiet, we've been waiting.

946
00:47:35,159 --> 00:47:38,760
My stomach dropped. I didn't answer, just back toward the cab,

947
00:47:38,960 --> 00:47:41,639
keeping my eyes on them. I climbed and fast, shut

948
00:47:41,679 --> 00:47:44,320
the door hard and hit the lock. I didn't care

949
00:47:44,360 --> 00:47:47,079
how it looked. I turned the key and cranked the wheel,

950
00:47:47,159 --> 00:47:48,719
trying to angle the reak to reverse out of the

951
00:47:48,760 --> 00:47:51,960
turnaround without jack naffing through the windshield. They hadn't moved,

952
00:47:52,079 --> 00:47:55,280
still just standing there, not even blinking. Their truck hadn't

953
00:47:55,280 --> 00:47:59,039
started back up either, no lights, nowsund. I threw it

954
00:47:59,159 --> 00:48:01,400
into reverse and back down the trail as fast as

955
00:48:01,440 --> 00:48:04,519
I dared. The row was narrow, uneven, but I didn't

956
00:48:04,519 --> 00:48:06,679
care if I scraped the undercarriage or lost a mirror.

957
00:48:07,360 --> 00:48:09,280
Once I got enough room to swing wide, I hit

958
00:48:09,320 --> 00:48:12,079
the gas and pointed the nose down. Now they followed.

959
00:48:12,760 --> 00:48:14,840
I didn't hear them at first, but I kept checking

960
00:48:14,880 --> 00:48:18,760
the mirrors. That same rusted truck kept its distance, never speeding,

961
00:48:19,079 --> 00:48:23,000
never swerving, just there, head lights off, grill crooked like

962
00:48:23,039 --> 00:48:25,280
it had been in a wreck and never fixed. They

963
00:48:25,320 --> 00:48:28,119
stayed behind me for miles, even as the grave gave

964
00:48:28,159 --> 00:48:30,320
voy to patch she pavement. Even as I started hitting

965
00:48:30,440 --> 00:48:34,360
rowse I half re recognized. I didn't stop, didn't slow.

966
00:48:35,000 --> 00:48:37,199
I only lost sight of them when I hit Route fourteen. Yea,

967
00:48:37,199 --> 00:48:40,079
the little dino with the crooked sign. I glanced back.

968
00:48:40,960 --> 00:48:46,280
Nothing there, no engine, noise, no dust, cloud, just empty road.

969
00:48:47,079 --> 00:48:48,840
I didn't stop until I hit a gas station on

970
00:48:48,880 --> 00:48:51,840
the edge of Clifton, about twenty miles out. I parked

971
00:48:51,880 --> 00:48:53,880
near the edge of the lot, left the engine running

972
00:48:53,920 --> 00:48:57,159
and just sat there. My hands were shaking. I couldn't

973
00:48:57,199 --> 00:48:59,719
turn the key off. I just sat there, staring through

974
00:48:59,719 --> 00:49:02,239
the wind for almost an io, trying to convince myself

975
00:49:02,280 --> 00:49:05,599
it was just some trutorial local screwing around. The next morning,

976
00:49:05,719 --> 00:49:08,239
I called the number from the job sheet. The guy

977
00:49:08,320 --> 00:49:10,239
who picked up was the same dispatcher who sent me

978
00:49:10,320 --> 00:49:12,760
the co ordinates. I asked him why no one had

979
00:49:12,800 --> 00:49:15,079
shown up at the sight. I asked if the job

980
00:49:15,119 --> 00:49:18,679
had been reassigned. He said no, no one else had

981
00:49:18,679 --> 00:49:21,239
been dispatched. And when I pulled up the despatch app

982
00:49:21,280 --> 00:49:23,039
to show him the job, I da it wasn't there,

983
00:49:23,719 --> 00:49:27,559
not archived, not in history, like it had never existed.

984
00:49:28,119 --> 00:49:30,440
I know what I saw, I know what I felt.

985
00:49:31,079 --> 00:49:33,880
I still drive the region, still take long holes to

986
00:49:34,000 --> 00:49:36,920
Kentucky in the Blue Ridge areas, but I don't accept

987
00:49:36,920 --> 00:49:39,239
any rather that puts me near Beckett Ridge. Doesn't matter

988
00:49:39,320 --> 00:49:41,960
what they are offering. I've been running long holes most

989
00:49:42,000 --> 00:49:44,000
of my life, close to twenty years behind the wheel.

990
00:49:44,639 --> 00:49:48,239
My usual loop runs between Charleston and Knoxville. Mostly timbers,

991
00:49:48,280 --> 00:49:50,559
sometimes coal equipment. All lives took of fits the season.

992
00:49:51,159 --> 00:49:53,360
That night, i'd just finished to drop in Maynard Junction,

993
00:49:53,480 --> 00:49:56,199
a small, scruffy place stucked into the hills of southwest Virginia.

994
00:49:56,760 --> 00:49:58,719
I was supposed to hop back on to Wrath thirty

995
00:49:58,800 --> 00:50:01,159
nine and head west towards the st it line. Then

996
00:50:01,239 --> 00:50:03,360
a name popped up on the screen. I didn't recognize it,

997
00:50:03,400 --> 00:50:08,239
Swallowtail Rich, just another appellation notch carved between hills. These

998
00:50:08,280 --> 00:50:11,039
places come and go like shadows. I figured i'd hit

999
00:50:11,079 --> 00:50:12,800
a state route soon enough and merged back with my

1000
00:50:12,920 --> 00:50:16,000
usual line. About forty five minutes in and I started

1001
00:50:16,079 --> 00:50:18,760
noticing a weird sway in the trailer. I thought maybe

1002
00:50:18,760 --> 00:50:21,519
I was hugging the shoulder too close, could have been

1003
00:50:21,599 --> 00:50:24,199
soft from the rain, or maybe I was just tired.

1004
00:50:24,840 --> 00:50:26,719
Either way, I backed off the gas and let it

1005
00:50:26,840 --> 00:50:30,000
roll steady. That's when I saw the first sign. It

1006
00:50:30,079 --> 00:50:31,920
was nailed to a tree just off the right side

1007
00:50:31,960 --> 00:50:35,360
of the road. Looked like an old fence post someone hadropurposed,

1008
00:50:36,039 --> 00:50:39,280
painted and all cats sloppily but clear. No truge traffic.

1009
00:50:39,320 --> 00:50:42,360
After dark, no gates, no barricades, no reflectors or blinking lights,

1010
00:50:42,480 --> 00:50:44,800
just that signed dark trees, crowding clothes on both sides,

1011
00:50:44,840 --> 00:50:46,400
and a two lane road that stretched a pill and

1012
00:50:46,480 --> 00:50:48,519
vanished into shadow. I let the truck idol and just

1013
00:50:48,559 --> 00:50:50,239
stout at it for a second. I didn't like how

1014
00:50:50,320 --> 00:50:52,480
quiet it was. Not dead quiet, more like still everything

1015
00:50:52,599 --> 00:50:54,599
just waiting. But I told myself it was probably some

1016
00:50:54,719 --> 00:50:57,280
local crank who didn't like strangers tearing enough to sense it.

1017
00:50:58,039 --> 00:51:01,039
I've seen worse folks, old speed bumps out of scrap

1018
00:51:01,119 --> 00:51:04,800
metal and call civic duty. So I rolled on. About

1019
00:51:04,840 --> 00:51:07,559
fifteen minutes later, the sea Bee fled to life. No

1020
00:51:07,719 --> 00:51:11,039
voice at first, just these short, ragged bursts of static.

1021
00:51:11,719 --> 00:51:15,000
Not the smooth, steady interference you get in valors. This

1022
00:51:15,159 --> 00:51:18,679
came in short, almost wet pulses, like something breathing too

1023
00:51:18,719 --> 00:51:22,239
close to the mic. I adjusted the squelch. That's when

1024
00:51:22,280 --> 00:51:26,679
I heard the voice slowed down, just that two words

1025
00:51:27,480 --> 00:51:32,880
colm measured, measured, Then the line went dead. I stopped

1026
00:51:32,880 --> 00:51:35,440
the truck again. This time I cut the engine and

1027
00:51:35,480 --> 00:51:39,119
really looked around. Flashlight in hand, I stepped out and

1028
00:51:39,199 --> 00:51:41,880
checked the rigged tire's trailer hitch, the under carriage, anything

1029
00:51:41,920 --> 00:51:45,079
that could be rattling or off balance. Everything was fine,

1030
00:51:45,719 --> 00:51:48,960
but I noticed something else. There were no distant lights,

1031
00:51:49,800 --> 00:51:53,760
no porch clothes, no farm has floodlights, not even a

1032
00:51:53,800 --> 00:51:57,360
passing plane overhead, and the sky if he looked up,

1033
00:51:57,400 --> 00:51:59,719
they didn't feel open. It felt like the trees were

1034
00:51:59,719 --> 00:52:02,199
holding it down. I climbed back into the cab and

1035
00:52:02,199 --> 00:52:07,280
tried calling despatch. Nothing form was dead, not low battery,

1036
00:52:07,360 --> 00:52:11,480
dead's ear signal, no bars, not even the emergency so

1037
00:52:11,760 --> 00:52:15,360
s I figured I'd hit a dead patch. Happens sometimes

1038
00:52:15,400 --> 00:52:18,559
when you're deep enough between ridges. I started the engine,

1039
00:52:18,559 --> 00:52:20,480
tapped the fuel gage, just to keep my hands moving,

1040
00:52:20,599 --> 00:52:23,679
and eas forward. A few miles later I saw someone

1041
00:52:23,719 --> 00:52:26,039
on the side of the road. They were crutched low,

1042
00:52:26,159 --> 00:52:27,880
almost like they were tying a shoe or nursing a

1043
00:52:27,920 --> 00:52:31,039
bad ankle. I pulled to the shoulder, flipped on the hazards,

1044
00:52:31,159 --> 00:52:33,639
and got ready to help. As soon as my boots

1045
00:52:33,679 --> 00:52:36,079
hit the gravel, the figure stood up. It was a

1046
00:52:36,159 --> 00:52:40,239
man older, maybe sixty is hot to tell, bare chested,

1047
00:52:40,920 --> 00:52:43,800
no shoes, long gray hair that clung to his back

1048
00:52:43,960 --> 00:52:46,480
like wet rope. His beard was thicken and trimmed, and

1049
00:52:46,599 --> 00:52:49,039
his skin looked almost translucent, like candle wax under a

1050
00:52:49,079 --> 00:52:52,760
flickering light. He didn't speak, didn't even flinch when I

1051
00:52:52,840 --> 00:52:56,400
called out, you're right. He just turned and walked into

1052
00:52:56,440 --> 00:53:00,360
the woods. No rush, just disappeared between the trees like

1053
00:53:00,440 --> 00:53:03,159
he kneed away bhut. I didn't bother getting back in

1054
00:53:03,199 --> 00:53:05,760
the gear slowly, I threw the truck into drive and

1055
00:53:05,880 --> 00:53:09,199
left him behind without another word. Not five minutes later,

1056
00:53:09,280 --> 00:53:12,079
another sign appeared. This one was lowered to the ground,

1057
00:53:12,159 --> 00:53:16,199
barely readable. The letters were read, probably once bright but

1058
00:53:16,280 --> 00:53:19,519
now faded into the grain. You were told. That was

1059
00:53:19,639 --> 00:53:21,519
enough for me to mutter something I won't repeat here,

1060
00:53:21,559 --> 00:53:24,400
and grip the wheel a little harder. I didn't slow down.

1061
00:53:25,039 --> 00:53:27,960
I didn't blink. I just kept moving until something hit

1062
00:53:28,039 --> 00:53:31,480
the side of the trailer. Not a crash, not loud,

1063
00:53:32,199 --> 00:53:33,760
just if the like some one had tossed a sack

1064
00:53:33,800 --> 00:53:36,639
of flyer against a wall. I slammed the brakes, jumped

1065
00:53:36,639 --> 00:53:39,559
out again with the flashlight and checked everything. No mocks,

1066
00:53:40,280 --> 00:53:43,639
no rocks in the road, no trees down. But when

1067
00:53:43,679 --> 00:53:45,519
I turned to load back down the stretch of pavement

1068
00:53:45,559 --> 00:53:48,400
I just come from some one was standing there middle

1069
00:53:48,440 --> 00:53:51,480
of the lane facing me, I lifted the flashlight, not

1070
00:53:51,639 --> 00:53:56,440
then done like fog dispersing. That's when I locked the doors,

1071
00:53:57,159 --> 00:53:58,880
first time in my life I've ever done that on

1072
00:53:58,960 --> 00:54:01,800
the job. My hands were slick, and I couldn't stop

1073
00:54:01,880 --> 00:54:04,440
tapping the brakes every few seconds just to hear something real.

1074
00:54:05,039 --> 00:54:07,800
I kept checking the mirrors, even when I knew better.

1075
00:54:07,840 --> 00:54:10,639
I kept looking. Then out of the corner of my eye,

1076
00:54:10,719 --> 00:54:15,360
I saw a movement behind me, not outside inside, just

1077
00:54:15,440 --> 00:54:19,079
a shape, verily a silhouette slipping path the buncaria in sleeper.

1078
00:54:19,800 --> 00:54:21,840
I swerve so hard, pulling over, I nearly lost the

1079
00:54:21,920 --> 00:54:24,119
trailer through the truck in the park, yanked turban the

1080
00:54:24,119 --> 00:54:27,599
sleeper curtain, and swept my flashlight across the cab andy.

1081
00:54:28,360 --> 00:54:31,000
I checked every bag, pulled at the bedding, flipped cushions,

1082
00:54:31,239 --> 00:54:33,639
opened cabinets, even swung the back doors wide just in

1083
00:54:33,719 --> 00:54:36,400
case there was no one. And the forest around me

1084
00:54:36,519 --> 00:54:39,960
was still too still. Even in the deepest parts of

1085
00:54:40,000 --> 00:54:43,400
the mountains, you hear something anew, a bug, a breeze,

1086
00:54:44,159 --> 00:54:47,119
but here nothing like. The trees were holding their breath.

1087
00:54:47,800 --> 00:54:50,840
That's when the sea bee clicked on again, first to static,

1088
00:54:51,519 --> 00:54:54,719
then that sim haush read big breathing, and finally you

1089
00:54:54,840 --> 00:54:58,519
were told. I didn't care about protocol any more, didn't

1090
00:54:58,599 --> 00:55:02,800
check mirrors, closed the trailer doors. I just got bad hint,

1091
00:55:02,880 --> 00:55:06,039
shifted hard into gear, and floored. I didn't stop until

1092
00:55:06,079 --> 00:55:09,280
I reached a rest stop just outside Lawsonville, Wolden, under

1093
00:55:09,280 --> 00:55:11,760
the biggest floodlights I could find, and let the engine idle.

1094
00:55:12,400 --> 00:55:14,440
I must have sat there for two hours, just listening

1095
00:55:14,480 --> 00:55:15,920
to the hum and watching the edge of the lot

1096
00:55:15,960 --> 00:55:19,800
for anything that moved. I didn't call despatch, I didn't

1097
00:55:19,800 --> 00:55:23,239
follow a report. Who would believe me? I was twenty

1098
00:55:23,360 --> 00:55:25,679
nine when I started driving so low through the mountains

1099
00:55:26,360 --> 00:55:29,159
for uch, just outside a little town called Carter's Ben, Virginia.

1100
00:55:29,840 --> 00:55:32,559
I'd been around those hills my whole life. Neither curves

1101
00:55:32,599 --> 00:55:34,800
and dips like the back of my hand. By the

1102
00:55:34,880 --> 00:55:36,599
time I took over the rout full time, I could

1103
00:55:36,719 --> 00:55:39,159
navigate it with my eyes half shut. Not that I

1104
00:55:39,280 --> 00:55:42,119
recommend that. My truck back then was a second hand

1105
00:55:42,159 --> 00:55:43,880
Peter belt with a sleep of cat. Kind of a

1106
00:55:43,960 --> 00:55:49,159
roust bucket, but reliable. I mostly hold produce fruits, vegetables.

1107
00:55:49,360 --> 00:55:51,719
Wants a load of ornamental corn for some full festival

1108
00:55:51,760 --> 00:55:54,800
loued in Blue Rock. Most runs were late night pickets

1109
00:55:54,800 --> 00:55:57,639
from small family farms, real old skull places with hand

1110
00:55:57,679 --> 00:56:00,199
painted signs and dogs that trotted alongside your tires as

1111
00:56:00,239 --> 00:56:03,119
he backed into the loading bay. This particular run happened

1112
00:56:03,119 --> 00:56:04,760
in mid July, hot enough to fry a neck and

1113
00:56:04,760 --> 00:56:06,119
the hood if you were dumb enough to try it.

1114
00:56:06,920 --> 00:56:08,719
I'd taken a last minute cole to pick up crates

1115
00:56:08,719 --> 00:56:11,440
from a farm near Miller's Hollow. Normally it was a

1116
00:56:11,480 --> 00:56:13,960
smooth in an out jaw, but they were behind that night.

1117
00:56:14,599 --> 00:56:16,960
This sorting machine had jammed and they were short staffed,

1118
00:56:17,039 --> 00:56:19,239
so I ended up waiting almost three hours in the lot,

1119
00:56:19,400 --> 00:56:21,400
killing time with the sody sandwich and runs of some

1120
00:56:21,480 --> 00:56:24,039
trivia show on my frone until the signal cut out completely.

1121
00:56:24,599 --> 00:56:26,800
By the time I finally got rolling, it was close

1122
00:56:26,840 --> 00:56:29,599
to one in the morning. Now there's a particular stretch

1123
00:56:29,639 --> 00:56:31,880
on Route forty seven nearer Miller's Gap that always makes

1124
00:56:31,920 --> 00:56:35,280
me a little uneasy, not for any supernatural reason, just

1125
00:56:35,360 --> 00:56:38,480
because it's hell to drive. It's narrow, peorly lit, and

1126
00:56:38,559 --> 00:56:41,679
full of switchbacks. The guard rails are old and dented,

1127
00:56:41,840 --> 00:56:44,320
like they've been tested more times than anyone wants to admit.

1128
00:56:44,920 --> 00:56:47,239
There's no room for area, specially with a full load

1129
00:56:47,280 --> 00:56:50,119
and soft brakes. So there I was crawling through the

1130
00:56:50,159 --> 00:56:52,480
curves with both hands tied in the wheel, no music,

1131
00:56:52,880 --> 00:56:54,320
just the hum of the engine and my own tye

1132
00:56:54,320 --> 00:56:56,960
of thoughts keeping me company. That's when I saw her.

1133
00:56:57,719 --> 00:57:00,440
She was standing off the shoulder near the tree line Fayfort,

1134
00:57:00,519 --> 00:57:03,000
wearing this lawn dress faded white or maybe pale blue,

1135
00:57:03,159 --> 00:57:04,599
hard to tell in the dark. That looked like it

1136
00:57:04,679 --> 00:57:07,760
belonged in an old family photo. Not moving, not waving,

1137
00:57:08,079 --> 00:57:10,320
just standing still, facing the trees, like she was listening

1138
00:57:10,360 --> 00:57:13,440
to something I couldn't hear. No curR in sight, no flashlight,

1139
00:57:13,719 --> 00:57:16,400
just her. I tapped the brakes a little, slowing down,

1140
00:57:17,039 --> 00:57:19,239
not because I thought she was dangerous, but because something

1141
00:57:19,280 --> 00:57:22,199
felled off. He don't see many people walking alone on

1142
00:57:22,280 --> 00:57:24,800
that road in the middle of the night. It's too remote,

1143
00:57:25,519 --> 00:57:28,280
too quiet. At first I thought maybe she'd been in

1144
00:57:28,320 --> 00:57:31,599
an accident and wandered off taste. Then she turned around

1145
00:57:32,280 --> 00:57:36,199
and everything in me seized up. Her face. It wasn't gory,

1146
00:57:36,400 --> 00:57:41,519
no horror movie scary, just wrong, like something was was smatched.

1147
00:57:42,239 --> 00:57:44,280
Her eyes were spaced too far apart, her mouth was

1148
00:57:44,320 --> 00:57:46,320
too low on her jaw, the proportions didn't track, like

1149
00:57:46,440 --> 00:57:48,559
someone had tried to rebuild a human face from memory

1150
00:57:48,599 --> 00:57:50,599
and got in the spacing all rom And she didn't blink.

1151
00:57:50,639 --> 00:57:52,960
That hit me harder than anything. Her eyes just stayed open,

1152
00:57:53,000 --> 00:57:55,079
wide and glassy. Then she started walking toward the truck,

1153
00:57:55,199 --> 00:57:57,440
not rushing, knock, calling out, just calm, slow steps, like

1154
00:57:57,519 --> 00:57:59,960
she was certain it'd stop and let her in. I didn't.

1155
00:58:00,880 --> 00:58:04,039
I floorded the engine, grown tires crape gravel, and I

1156
00:58:04,119 --> 00:58:05,800
kept my foot pressed down like I was trying to

1157
00:58:05,840 --> 00:58:08,559
outfront my own thoughts. My eyes flicked to the side

1158
00:58:08,559 --> 00:58:11,079
mirrors again and again, expecting to see her still standing there,

1159
00:58:11,239 --> 00:58:14,400
or worse following. But there was nothing. The road behind

1160
00:58:14,480 --> 00:58:17,440
me was empty. My hands were shaking, but I didn't stop,

1161
00:58:18,039 --> 00:58:19,800
not even when my throat dried up and I could

1162
00:58:19,800 --> 00:58:22,679
barely swallow. I told myself I'd pull into the diner

1163
00:58:22,760 --> 00:58:24,519
up New York Ridge, just to catch my breath and

1164
00:58:24,559 --> 00:58:28,480
call someone, maybe report it, maybe not. I wasn't sure

1165
00:58:28,519 --> 00:58:32,039
what i'd even say. Then about ten, maybe fifteen minutes later,

1166
00:58:32,280 --> 00:58:35,800
I heard something. It came from the sleeper. Now listen.

1167
00:58:36,440 --> 00:58:40,559
I locked that section religiously, always have ever since the

1168
00:58:40,599 --> 00:58:42,119
time a DRNK tried to call in as a rest

1169
00:58:42,159 --> 00:58:44,199
stop near Knoxville. I make a point to triple check

1170
00:58:44,199 --> 00:58:46,519
the latch before I hit the highway. But what I

1171
00:58:46,599 --> 00:58:50,119
heard was knocking, wasn't banging. It was subtle, like someone

1172
00:58:50,159 --> 00:58:53,599
shifting their weight, slow rustling, the faint read the thud

1173
00:58:53,639 --> 00:58:56,559
of fabric brushing against final I tightened my grip on

1174
00:58:56,599 --> 00:59:00,360
the wheel and kept going. Didn't look back, didn't say

1175
00:59:00,360 --> 00:59:02,840
a word, just kept driving like I was alone and

1176
00:59:02,920 --> 00:59:05,239
nothing was happening. I don't know if it was fearer

1177
00:59:05,320 --> 00:59:07,400
or instinct to some primitive part of my brain deciding

1178
00:59:07,440 --> 00:59:09,559
to freeze and pretend nothing was there, but I couldn't

1179
00:59:09,559 --> 00:59:12,679
bring myself to check. Eventually I pulled into the diner lot.

1180
00:59:13,360 --> 00:59:15,719
It was a twenty four hour joint. Always smelled faintly

1181
00:59:15,760 --> 00:59:17,719
of burned bacon and mop water, but they had strung

1182
00:59:17,760 --> 00:59:20,320
coffee in a bright parking area. I parked under the

1183
00:59:20,320 --> 00:59:22,800
biggest flood light and jumped out before the truck fully settled,

1184
00:59:22,960 --> 00:59:27,039
walked round to the sleeper, opened the door, slow heart panding. Nothing,

1185
00:59:27,360 --> 00:59:29,480
just my old blanket. A couple of crumpled, with seats

1186
00:59:29,480 --> 00:59:31,039
on the floor and the soft hum of the minifer

1187
00:59:31,119 --> 00:59:33,360
I had left running. The door had stayed locked the

1188
00:59:33,400 --> 00:59:36,159
whole time. I stood there for a few minutes, just

1189
00:59:36,199 --> 00:59:38,480
stirring into the space, like something might materialize if I

1190
00:59:38,519 --> 00:59:41,079
looked long enough. Then I went inside the diner and

1191
00:59:41,159 --> 00:59:43,360
sat down at the corner, butth with the crack final seat,

1192
00:59:43,559 --> 00:59:46,760
ordered coffee, tried to act normal. The waiters brought it over,

1193
00:59:47,079 --> 00:59:48,679
gave me a second look like she was about to

1194
00:59:48,719 --> 00:59:51,400
ask if I was okay, but didn't push. I sat

1195
00:59:51,440 --> 00:59:54,280
there until the cup was empty, maybe twenty minutes. Twenty

1196
00:59:54,360 --> 00:59:57,360
five minutes. When I came back to the truck, something

1197
00:59:57,440 --> 00:59:59,679
was sitting on the driver's seat. It was a piece

1198
00:59:59,719 --> 01:00:01,480
of light paper, torn at the edge like from a

1199
01:00:01,480 --> 01:00:06,000
school notebook. On it, someone had drawn circles, tight heavy

1200
01:00:06,039 --> 01:00:08,039
loops that overlapped and bled into each other, over and

1201
01:00:08,119 --> 01:00:11,360
over until the pencil nearly tore through the paper. No name,

1202
01:00:12,119 --> 01:00:16,840
no message, just circles. A froze, just stirred at the

1203
01:00:16,840 --> 01:00:19,679
open door, staring down at it. I checked a whole lot,

1204
01:00:20,360 --> 01:00:23,960
walked it end to end, looked on the trailers, even

1205
01:00:24,039 --> 01:00:27,599
checked the bathroom stalls again, no one. I went back

1206
01:00:27,639 --> 01:00:30,039
inside asked the cashier if anyone had passed through or

1207
01:00:30,119 --> 01:00:33,320
touched the truck. He shook his head, said the place

1208
01:00:33,360 --> 01:00:36,599
had been dead all night. I asked about cameras. He

1209
01:00:36,679 --> 01:00:39,719
said they didn't catch anything unusual. I drove the rest

1210
01:00:39,760 --> 01:00:44,119
of the route in daylight, windows down, music loud, didn't

1211
01:00:44,119 --> 01:00:46,760
stop unless I had to. When I delivered the load,

1212
01:00:46,920 --> 01:00:49,280
I didn't even wait for confirmation, just handed it off

1213
01:00:49,280 --> 01:00:52,960
the clipboard and left. After that, I stopped taking mountain runs,

1214
01:00:53,039 --> 01:00:56,280
switched to shorter routes between Asheville and Johnson City de

1215
01:00:56,400 --> 01:00:59,199
holes only. I told myself it was for the betterless

1216
01:00:59,239 --> 01:01:02,000
time away from home. He's here on the back, But

1217
01:01:02,119 --> 01:01:04,039
deep down I just didn't want to be alone in

1218
01:01:04,079 --> 01:01:07,480
that truck after duck anymore. And that is the end.

1219
01:01:08,079 --> 01:01:09,760
Thank you for listening, and I will see you in

1220
01:01:09,840 --> 01:01:10,320
the next one.