Episode 84

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Welcome back to Radio Rental, a video rental shop with an exclusive collection of scary stories all told by real people. Nailed that shit. I'm getting good at this, man. Cool to see a familiar face again. You're probably surprised that I'm back here. Yeah, me too. I honestly didn't expect it, like literally. I have no idea how I got here. I spontaneously appeared here, I swear to God. Like, one minute, I was playing GTA on my couch, then I blinked and I was standing here, wearing this little red vest. My size and everything. Even as Jeremy, embroidered on the front. It's fucking insane. At first, I was freaked out. I ain't gonna lie to you, you know. I was losing my shit. But I'm just learning to go with it, you know what I mean? Don't fight the universe, Jeremy. Also, yo, I found out who Terry is, you know? I found out who Terry is. Yeah, I guess he's like, owns this place or something. I found out because when I popped up here today, he left all these voicemails on the landline, saying all types of crazy shit. Honestly, the guy sounds a little, uh, eeeew. That's my new sound for crazy. Here, I'll play you one. And if a multi-dimensional void opens up in the floor, in the corner of the store, don't worry, that's actually very normal. Don't fall in, it's a real headache for you. Believe me. And if you see a mouse, don't kill it. It's Malachi's frenemy. Or, perhaps it's my wife. We're not entirely sure. And, um, oh, and there's sometimes a mystical doorway that sometimes appears, and if you're suddenly called to walk forth into it, do not. Unless you want to be trapped in there with a monster and a large collection of beans. I don't have time to go into it. Long story. Oh, and lastly, there's a little WD-40 on the Lazy Susan under the sink. That should cover it. All right. See you when I see ya. What's he talking about? Wife mouse? Beans? Anyway, let's watch one of these tapes, man. Get out the box, Malachi. Get out the box. Ain't no food in there. Get out. All right, let's do this one. In the pandemic, I decided to go back to college and finish it once and for all. I was living in Harrisonburg, Virginia, which is in the Shenandoah Valley of the Blue Ridge Mountains. My boyfriend, now fiancé, was living there with me. Harrisonburg is a small little mountain town that has the locals but also a ton of college students because it's a college town. I'm in my 30s, so it was kind of tough to find people my age to hang out with, and we didn't really have many couple friends in the area. There's a lot of breweries and wineries and distilleries and stuff out there in the Blue Ridge Mountains. We went to a winery one day with our dogs. We saw this couple there who looked at first glance like they were probably around our age, and they were playing cornhole by themselves. Everybody knows that cornhole's a four-person game, and we had been drinking a little wine, and I was like, "Should we go ask if they want some teammates?" We walked over there, and we were like, "Hey, y'all want to play cornhole together?" And so we got to hanging out with these people and talking to them, and I'm normally not the type of person that's like, "Hey, come back to my house and hang out." But we were having a good time. They actually were the exact same age as us, so we were like, "Cool, maybe we can have, like, a couple friend to hang out with." They had just moved to the area. They were like, "Hey, y'all want to come back to the house? We can order some pizza, hang out, you know, keep this going for a little while." And they were like, "Yeah, for sure." So we all go back to the house, we order pizza, and everything was cool. We had a great time, and they were like, "Let's get together again." We had gotten together with them one other time. We floated the Shenandoah River. My fiancé's brothers were in town, so we all were just kicking it and had a fun day. We got hungry after and then went home. Another time that we hung out with them, super chill. They invited us to go camping with them. This would be our third time ever hanging out, and we're thinking, like, "Yeah, like, for sure." I was in the middle of midterms since I was back at college. I was like, "Yeah, I have a lot to do. I'm down to go hang out for a little while, but I'm not quite prepared to, like, overnight camp tonight." We looked, and the campsite was only, I think, like, 35 or 40 minutes away from where we lived. So we were like, "Yeah, we'll just drive there, chill for a while, come back home, sleep at the house." We drove out there. They had this little campsite that was, like, one of those drive-your-car-up-to-it park. Had a little fire pit. 0.5 down to the lake, 0.5 back up to your campsite where you can set up your tent. Something weird that I noticed when we got there was there was no other campers at all anywhere in the park, which is pretty weird, especially during that time of year. It was, like, really nice out, like, kind of starting to get into fall. That's when a lot of people like to camp, and it was a weekend. So I'm thinking, "Hmm, okay, that's odd. Maybe some rain is, you know, in the weather, you know, forecast or something." I just kind of brushed it off. We're hanging out. We started having some drinks. I brought some of those Topo Chico seltzers, just a few of them, and my fiancé and I were going to drink those, and we knew that we would eat and hang out for a bit, and then we were going to go back home. They had their own beers, and then they had a bottle of bullet rye. I hate any kind of dark liquor. It makes me sick. They're like, "Hey, let's all have some of this bullet," and they start passing around the bottle. My fiancé takes a swig. They take swigs, and I take, like, the microscopic amount of dark liquor because it makes me ill. We keep hanging out. We're eating some food. We're chilling. I keep having a few seltzers. You can tell that they were getting pretty drunk, but they were staying the night there, so whatever. But I was trying to be cautious with how much I was drinking because I knew that I would be driving. My fiancé had more to drink than I did, maybe by, like, two seltzers, but he was also just being low-key. So we're hanging out by the fire. The guy goes, "Hey, do y'all want to walk down to the lake?" We're like, "Yeah, sure." Because it was dark, I didn't want to take my cell phone down to the lake because it was sandy and stuff, and I was worried that I would drop my phone and lose it out there on the beach. So I put it in my car in the center console, and I grabbed two headlamps. I had my headlamp, gave the other one to my fiancé so we could see walking down there. We were walking down to the lake, all four of us, walking down that little wooded.5 path to get to the lake. And when we got down there, I remember being down there for a minute. I remember the sand on the beach. I remember seeing the husband on the beach, and I see his face. And then blackness. My fiancé and I both woke up in the woods. He was laying on his back with his head turned perfectly, I was laying on top of him with my head turned perfectly, almost as if we had been laid there and our heads turned. That way we didn't choke on our own puke. I woke up and started throwing up. My teeth were chattering and I was just like feeling so disoriented. I started to shake my fiance and I was like, babe, babe, something is not right. Wake up. And he was so out of it. He woke up and started screaming like, help, help. Where am I? You know, didn't even know who I was for a second. And I'm like, snap out of it. In the back of my mind, I'm thinking, I don't know where I am. So shut up. Reorient ourselves and figure out where we are. He finally started to come to a little bit. We ended up hiking, essentially, because we were in the mountains. We were an hour deep into George Washington National Forest. And thank God we woke up on a trail and not in the center of the woods. Because at least there was a trail where we could follow to get out. But how we got inside. We were an hour away from the campsite. And for both of us to be blacked out for that amount of time, I have no idea. We hiked back to the campsite, finally made our way. But the whole way back, we were feeling sick. I'm throwing up. He's throwing up. We're shivering. We can't figure out where the hell we are. And then we finally make it to a road and we follow the road back all the way to the campsite. And the entire time, it almost felt like someone was watching us. The whole way back, I was looking at my fiance and I was like, when we get back, we need to leave. Something is not right. I have a bad feeling. We need to go. I don't care if we are drugged. I don't care what's going on. We need to leave. I was in a tank top and shorts and Crocs. And I didn't have, like, really any. I didn't have any dirt or scratches on me and neither did he, which was odd because, again, we were an hour away into the mountains. And there's no way that I would have hiked an hour in the backcountry in Crocs with shorts on and not have mud or scratches or something on my body. When we got back to the campsite, the first thing I did was go to my car and grab my phone and saw what time it was. And it had been, like, six hours. What the hell? How did we just lose all this time? How would both of us simultaneously pass out an hour away from where we were? Yeah, we were drinking, but there's no way that four seltzers would have made us black out for six hours of our life and not. We didn't know how we ended up there. And that's when my fiance's like, hey, man, what's going on? Something's not right. Are you in the tent? Are you awake? Are you asleep? What's going on? The dude wakes up and he's like, huh? Where's Mary? My fiance and I look at each other and we're like, what the hell? What do you mean? She's not in the tent with you? No. Last thing I remember was. I was asking if we all wanted to go down to the lake, but then I decided to stay back up here with the dog and y'all went down there. And then I woke up underneath the picnic table and I have no idea what happened. It just felt like bullshit. It felt like a lie. He didn't seem panicked at all. He wakes up and his wife's not in the tent with him. And then he just doesn't seem freaked out in the slightest. And then he says that he didn't go down to the lake yet. I specifically remember before losing that track of time, seeing him down there on the beach by the lake. To me, he changed his story. And that was really suspicious. So he comes out of the tent and we start looking for her. We start walking down that little path, the point five that leads to the lake. Which is connected to the campsite. And she is sitting on the trail, slumped over with her head like bent over in the dark, in the woods. She's just sitting there slumped over. It's kind of weird that she's just slumped over, sitting in the woods in the dark while he's asleep in the tent. And when she's asleep, she's just sitting there slumped over in the woods in the dark, while he's asleep in the tent. And when she's asleep, she's just sitting there slumped over, sitting in the woods in the dark, while he's asleep in the tent. And when we woke her up, because she was like asleep, she seemed extremely out of it as well. I don't know if she was, you know, just really drunk or what, but she seemed out of it, like she had no idea what was going on. She gets back into the tent with him. The entire time I'm looking at my fiancé and we're communicating to each other through our eyes and our looks. We need to get the fuck out of here. When we get in the car, I was driving, but both of us were unwell. It was three in the morning at this point, and we're both like feeling sick and freaking out. We're running the situation through our minds. What if it was this? What if it was that? Was it them? Did they drug us? Did we get abducted by aliens? Like, what exactly was that? We're driving, and the whole ride home, I don't recognize anything until I pull up in my driveway. Okay, I'm home. It was almost like my brain didn't process where I was until I pulled up right in front of our apartment. The next day, we were violently ill. We probably should have gone to the hospital. But we didn't. I had put my phone in the car, but my fiancé had his phone on him, and it was actually a brand new iPhone, so he hadn't gotten a case for it yet. We, you know, went down to the lake. He had his phone on him. Well, when we woke up an hour into the mountains, he was, like, looking in his pockets to see if he could find his phone, and he didn't have it. So he's thinking, "Shit, I lost my phone." So the next day, I was just so freaked out, I literally called the ranger to ask them if anything sketchy had ever happened there before, if they had any other campers there during that time, and then also that we were missing a cell phone. The guy was like, okay, yeah, I'll let you know. He said nothing weird like that had ever happened down there before. They did not have but one other camper, apparently, and they must have been on the other side of the campground because I saw no one when we were there. A couple days later, the ranger called me and was like, hey, good news. One of our rangers found your cell phone. He had picked it up and thought that it was broken, so he just tossed it in the trash can in his trailer. Okay, did he try to turn it on or anything? And he was like, I'm not sure, but I'm going to go see if it's still in the trash can. And I'm like, yeah, please. So he went, he found this iPhone in the dude's trash can. He just threw it away. It was cracked, severely cracked, but on the backside of the phone. So the front screen was like fully intact. He was like, I'm just going to mail it back to you. So he mailed it back to me. At that point, obviously the phone's dead. And I plug it in, it never cuts back on. The ranger was like, we found that phone in between campsites five and six. But we were nowhere near campsite five and six when we woke up in the woods. So how the hell did his phone get all the way over there? And then we're the opposite direction in the mountains. When I got that phone back, I wanted to see what was on it. Then a part of me really didn't want to know what was on there. I wasn't sure if it was the couple who had done this to us or if there was something paranormal going on just because there's a lot of things that happen in the Appalachian Mountains and I believe in it. And we decided that we would never hang out with them again. I did some research on George Washington National Forest. found a couple stories where people had said that they had gone on hikes just for the day and lost time completely. That makes me wonder, like, is there something going on in that section of George Washington National Forest? Like, is there some sort of entity? Was it some sort of alien abduction? Or, I don't know, you know, is there something out there? I would like to think that it wasn't the guy. But then also, if it wasn't the guy, what could it have been? And how much more terrifying is that? Yo, that's crazy. That's crazy. That's crazy. That's like a glitch in the Matrix type shit. Kind of like what's happening to me right now. I was just doing my thing. GTA. Knocking over trash cans and shit. And then, BAM! I'm here. Little red vest on and everything. And then you walked in. I didn't even consider alien abduction as an option. Shit. Something to think about. Alright, let's break for ads. That shit's gonna start playing all godlike, you know what I'm saying? It's gonna be all over the room and shit. It's real wild. Blue Apron ads raining down from the heavens. You know what I'm saying? Hello, this is Terry Carnation. When I'm hanging around with children, and I find that those children would like some hot sauce, I never know what to give them. But now, I've found Hot Tots. Hot sauce for children. Perhaps you're hanging around with some children and they need some hot sauce? Simply pull out a bottle, of Hot Tots. It smells and tastes exactly like maple syrup. At first. Hot Tots. Keep your tot hot with Hot Tots. Dear god in heaven, is that a real thing? Ugh. Let's move on. He lurks in shadow. He slips into dreams. He casts no reflection. 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Sunday was the actual, like, where we actually buried him. The initial plan was for us to leave like 1, 2 o'clock in the afternoon, but we were having so much fun, we were going to stay a little bit later. So I'm staying, and it's like, almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon. We get on the road, there's laughter, there's tears, and it was just really nice being able to have that bonding time with my siblings because we didn't get to do trips like that very often. And so we were just having a really good time, and we hit the Florida border, got through Valdosta, and it wasn't long after that I had this very sudden urge that I had to pee. Got off at the first exit that I saw, not really thinking about it, not paying attention if there was any signs or anything like that. I remember it being very, very dark, there was like a stop sign there. And if you know anything about southern Georgia, it's a very rural area. There's nothing. I remember getting at the stop sign, you know, looking left, looking right, and said, okay, well I don't see anything, and there was no gas stations, there was no restaurants, no hotels, it was just trees. So I said, okay, there's got to be something, so I made a right, and we started driving, and I'm trying to go as fast as I can, going, there's got to be something here. But there was nothing but like a two-lane road and just dense trees on both sides of the road. No other cars, nothing. We were just driving, and I see up ahead, there's this gas station on the left, so I pull into this gas station, and I park right in front of the two pumps that are fairly close to the street, and it was just two pumps that were just side-by-side. The plan was we were going to go in, go to the bathroom, get snacks, get drinks, go ahead and just fill up, might as well, so we didn't have to stop again, and then be on our way. So I jump out of the car, I run into this gas station, I don't even really pay attention, I'm just looking for like a bathroom, and so I kind of do a real quick kind of scan, and oh, there's a sign, bathroom. So I run into the bathroom, I come out, and my sister rushes past me, and she goes in, and I notice that my brothers and my sister-in-law were kind of just being quiet. Kind of just had this like weird look about them, and my brother, T, was doing that thing when you, you're trying to get somebody to look in a certain direction, so you kind of use your eyes, but you're not talking, you're kind of like, look that way. And so I followed his eyesight. That's when I first saw the man standing behind the counter. And he was this very gaunt, older man. His face was almost skeletal. His cheeks were really, really sunk in. He had like this scraggly beard, and like this thinning, silvery gray hair. But the one thing that really unnerved me more than anything was his eyes. Like his eyes were just like so incredibly dark. Almost completely black. He had on this white shirt, and it was kind of stained, kind of dingy, like with pit stains on it. And this pair of like just dirty overalls. And I noticed he wasn't blinking. He wasn't moving. No motion to his face whatsoever. And then I really started to kind of look around at the surroundings. As I came around one of the aisles, I started looking and I was like, okay, this is kind of odd, because the labels, they look familiar. Like I could tell like, okay, those are M&M's. But it looked off. They looked older. And then I started noticing that things were covered in dust. My brother, T, was just intensely staring at this guy. My brother, R, and my sister-in-law were just kind of like looking at each other, looking at me, looking at the guy. They were very visibly uncomfortable. The fluorescent light that was inside the gas station was like only one giant fluorescent light. It was flickering every once in a while, and I thought, okay, this is very strange. And I started getting that like pit in my stomach. I need to get out of here. Like, there's something wrong here. I came back around, and my sister comes out the door, and I grab her hand, and we just bolt out. We get in the car. I peeled out of the gas station. We had left tire marks. I remember smelling the rubber burning. I make a right-hand turn out of the gas station, and we're driving. It's just this dark, desolate, two-lane country road. There's no streetlights. There's no cars. It's completely just pitch-black road. We ended up driving for about 15, 20 minutes. No highway. Nothing but trees. My brother, T, who was my passenger in the front passenger seat, he was like, oh, there's lights up ahead. Oh, okay, yeah, cool. Maybe it's something, you know, we'll try to get directions from there. So I slowed down. He was like, is that the same sign? I don't think so. No, that can't be the same sign. And he's like, no, I think that's the same sign. No, no, there's no way that's the same sign. As we got closer, he's like, what are we doing back this way? There's the pump. And the thing about the gas pumps were is they were very old. It was like they were from the 50s or 60s. Like they were very old style pumps. These are the same pumps. It was the same gas station. We could still see the tire marks on the pavement in front of the gas pumps. This is not right. This is the same place. This is the same gas station. The fear really, really set in. As I am slowly pulling up, light from the right-hand window catches my eyes. And I look in the window and I can see the shelves. I look over across the door. And as I'm coming to look to the right, I see the gas station. And as I look to the left window, that's when I notice that the man that was in the gas station the first time we were in there is now standing in the window, staring out at us. That's the same person that we had just seen 20 minutes ago. So not only had we seen the same sign, the same gas pump, this was the same exact man that we had just seen. 20 minutes ago. 20 minutes earlier. Staring out at us. No movement from him whatsoever. Completely emotionless. Why did we pass this gas station a second time? I know I didn't make any turns. I know there weren't any forks in the road. I know I didn't do a U-turn. There was nothing explaining what had brought us back to that exact same place. Something had to have looped me back around somehow. That's when the chaos really ensued. Everybody was just screaming and yelling. My brothers were telling me to go. It went from being fearful to being absolutely terrified. My heart just pounding. It was hard to almost breathe. Every fiber, every hair, every molecule in my body was screaming, this is not right. There is something very, very real. There is something very, very wrong here. Punched it. I was not turning back into that gas station. I didn't know what would happen if we didn't turn in there. The amount of screaming and yelling and my brothers, you know, banging on the back of my chair, yelling, go, go, go. It was just pure, pure chaos. I don't know really what to do because there's really no place for us to go. There's no roads to turn down, nothing else to pull into. At this point, there really is only two directions. There's what's in front of us and what's behind us. As we're going down the road, I'm looking for anything at this point. And that's when I noticed that there is a concrete entrance after the break in the trees. And so I slow down thinking that there's something there. I notice that there's a sign, like an old gas station sign, and it's kind of broken. The plastic where the lights would have been is kind of shattered. The building itself, as I pull up in front of it, the roof is caving in. The windows are boarded up. There's no trespassing signs. But I could see the building enough where I realized that there was something there. And I could see that there was something there. This was the same gas station. The confirmation for me that this was the same gas station was the fact that our tire marks were still on the concrete leading out of the gas station. Distinctively my tire marks. I have no doubt in my mind those were our tire marks. I was dumbfounded. I was dumbfounded. I was dumbfounded more than anything. How do you explain why this seemingly country gas station with lights on and looked halfway decent went from being a functioning gas station to being completely dilapidated in a matter of 20 minutes? There's no explanation for that. The fact that everything was in the exact same place that was the first time I saw it, the second time I saw it. The only difference now was that it was broken down. Seeing that just caused my siblings to lose their minds even more than they already were. They were screaming and yelling and hollering. And it was, you know, go, go, go. Why, why are you stopping? Why are you stopping? This just makes, this makes no sense. This is, this is impossible. This is not possible. There's no way this could be happening to us. So I floored it again. I didn't know what to expect anymore at this point. I made the same trip down this road going on the third time now. I didn't know how I was going to get my siblings out of the situation. So I just kept going straight, hoping and praying that we were going to find something, anything where I could ask directions or find out if I made a loop or something. And so we're driving what seems like, seemed like forever. Everybody's freaking out. Like, why aren't we at the highway yet? Like, why aren't we seeing anything? I had no answers. Within five minutes of us passing that gas station the third time, we were back at the highway. I almost felt like he just kind of popped up on us because I was expecting to be driving for a while. I got on the highway. I swear I took that turn doing like 90 miles an hour just to get away from there. As fast as we possibly could. I felt like, OK, now there's something tangible, something I'm familiar with. We're going to be OK. It's behind us now. I didn't make any turns. I didn't do a U-turn. I didn't go on any fork or anything like that. There was no other roads for me to turn onto in order to be able to do those things. This road was perfectly straight. It was level. It makes no sense how we passed it three times. I didn't do a U-turn in the middle of the road or anything like that. I didn't do any of that stuff. I just kept going straight. Absolutely no sense. I've gone down the rabbit hole looking into all this glitch in the matrix type stuff, and it's completely fascinating. And I still have dreams about it. And I've always had the same dream going on 20 years of just reliving it exactly as it happened over and over and over. When I shared my story for the first time, that night I had a dream about it. It was the first time the dream changed. And I remember everything happens exactly the same, except I run into the gas station that time. I start yelling at him in this dream. Who are you? Why are we here? Like, wanting, demanding all the answers. I think I've been wanting for so long. And he lunged at me, and I woke up. Holy shit. That's messed up, man. All right. Time for those ads to start again. Hello? Ads? Ads! Events? Ads? Begin? Come on, man. Where the hell-- Hey, man. That was fun today. Kind of some trippy shit. OK, well, I guess it's time to go. I wonder if I'm going to just spontaneously disappear in the middle of talking to you or something like that, because that would be so rude. Radio Rental is a production of Radio Rental. 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