The road is always dangerous. Expressways are often the place where the heart of drivers and their passengers stops. Therefore, it is not surprising that ghost stories on the roads appear almost daily. Are these stories true, are there ghosts on the highways? Many eyewitnesses say they live.
A strange acquaintance. Eyewitness Ivan
Three years ago I worked for a large metropolitan company, which had many branches throughout Russia. Traveling to different cities was one of my duties.
One winter day, an event was scheduled in Yaroslavl. I got there in a company car in the company of two of my colleagues. We left early, at 4 am.
To my surprise, the talkative colleagues were sleeping in the back seat, I didn't turn on the radio, I didn't want to wake them up. The empty and flat road, the silence and heat from the air conditioner made me half asleep, I stopped at a gas station to stretch my joints and drink strong coffee.
I turned to the first gas station, which had a small cafe. There was no queue, I took a cup of Americano and headed for the exit, when I suddenly noticed a strange man. A man of about fifty with unkempt stubble and in shabby clothes was sitting at a table, he looked at one point. I even felt sorry for him, and for some reason I wanted to know what happened to him, and what if he needs help?
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- Good morning, I'm sorry, maybe you need help?
“And… what?” He seemed to wake up. He focused for a few seconds. - No thanks, everything is fine. Simply tired.
However, I felt that something was wrong. I decided to try again.
“Honestly, I don’t know what to believe,” the man began. - Four days ago I drove my cousin to Yaroslavl. It was dark at night, and as luck would have it, one headlight stopped working, the track was very hard to see. Suddenly I looked - some guy was standing. There are few cars on the road, I think how he got here, but he still stands in an autumn jacket, without a hat. It's minus fifteen, and he's so lightly dressed. I think that something was wrong with him. I gave up on the brakes, and I ask him.
- Boy, what happened? Can I give you a ride somewhere?
- No thanks, myself.
- Exactly? Won't you freeze?
- Yes, do not worry, I am no longer afraid of the cold. You be careful further. After five kilometers, the turn is dangerous, the sign was blown away by the wind, and drivers do not see it, especially at night, be careful.
I drove on, and after a couple of kilometers I saw - the road began to bend. It was saved by the fact that I was driving slowly, so I would have flown into the abyss with one working headlight. I turn and see: the fence is badly broken, I think someone was not lucky.
Now I'm going back to Moscow. When I arrived here, I decided to drink some coffee, and here they show local news on TV. While drinking coffee, I caught it out of the corner of my eye. And there they say, they say, the identity of the deceased was established, who got into the fence in a car not far on the highway, and they show the photo. As I looked, I almost fainted. In the photo, the same guy who told me about the dangerous turn. And he crashed a week ago. I sit and think what happens, it was the ghost who helped me?