HARD
TO EXPLAIN TALES 26
Terror On The Road
My husband and I were visiting friends about 50 miles away from
where we live in
Leeds, West Yorkshire, England. The trip from West to
East Yorkshire,
follows a dual carriageway, the A64, which has no lighting and passes through
mainly countryside. I was designated driver, so was on soft drinks all evening.
It was around 1:30am when we set off to return home, my husband was rather
inebriated, so fell asleep 5 minutes into the journey!
Along
the route, the fog was rolling in off the fields, in large thick patches, which
would suddenly clear. I was wide awake and I didn't feel in the least bit tired.
The rest of the journey was relatively trouble free, although I did have a
rather nagging feeling of unease, which I just couldn't explain. I wondered if
it was because the roads were lonely, I had no-one to chat to, as my husband was
still fast asleep and I just had the radio on for company. The unease continued,
with no real explanation, until we were around 7 miles from home; the time was
approaching 2-30am. The feeling lifted as I knew we were nearly home. It was
almost relief.
Until
around one and a half miles from home. This was approx 02-45am. As I started the
approach down a hill, which is grass banked on both sides, with a wooded area
behind, I began to feel overwhelmingly terrified. This road is lit. It runs down
into a valley, where you cross a rail line, river and canal, via a bridge,
before climbing back up the hill towards home. The nearer I got to the dip in
the valley, the more the panic was rising. There was no explanation for this at
all. I tried to wake my husband, but with no success. I tried to get a grip of
myself, to no avail. There were no cars around at all; in fact, when I thought
back, I hadn't seen another car on the road, either direction, for at least
three quarters of an hour.
With the
sheer terror beginning to escalate, I was almost at the bridge when I "saw" it.
(I say "saw" because I didn't directly look at it; I had the overwhelming
feeling that if I looked directly at it, I would die, for sure).
Stood at
the side of the road and looking directly at me, was a very tall, shaggy, brown
or black, fur covered shape. At my estimation, it must have stood over 2m tall,
around 1.2m wide, with no visible limbs or eyes, but I sensed that the eyes
were there somewhere, as I could feel them boring into the car.
Needless
to say, I had to get away from this "thing", so I accelerated away from it. As I
passed, I stared straight ahead, not daring to look left, for as I said earlier,
as I knew I would die. I looked back in the rear view mirror, to see "it" step
off the kerb and into the road where I had just driven. By the time I reached
our house, I was panic stricken, I needed to get in and lock the door. My
husband couldn't understand what was wrong with me. I explained what had
happened, but he said that it was probably a tree and my mind was playing tricks
on me! I knew what I had seen and it was no tree. How could a tree make me so
terrified and step out into the road?? Needless to say, I had trouble sleeping
that night.
Next
morning, in the cold light of day, I decided to drive back and see if there had
been a tree there. But as I suspected, there was nothing there that I could have
mis-interpreted.
But the
story doesn't end there.
I
decided to research and write a book a few months later, about peoples
paranormal experiences in my area. I placed an advert and had a feature in our
local paper; including my horror story, and asking for people to write in to me.
I had a lot of response, mainly UFO sightings. But then one day, I opened a
letter that made my blood run cold.
A young man wrote to me, to say that he worked at a supermarket a
couple of miles away, on the twilight shift, between
8pm and 2am. He
frequently walked home, the last third of his journey passed the end of my
street and down into the village. Around 400 metres from my house, is our
village church, which is opposite a row of shops.
As he
had approached the church, he saw two figures crouching in the middle of the
road. He slowed down to almost a stop. There were no cars around at all. At
first, the figures didn't appear to notice the young man. He said they made no
sound. Then they looked up at him, stood up and walked away towards the shops
and around the back of them. He followed them round a few seconds later and they
had gone. The figures he described were exactly the same as the one I had seen
that night on the drive home!
I have
no idea what I saw or what the young man saw, but the terror the event caused
me, will stay with me forever.
-Deborah Singleton.
(Leeds, UK)