Spooky Stories

Date: 14 September 1998 10:21

On a Sunday evening, a young woman drove herself to a meeting she had
up north the next day when she  noticed that she was running low on gas
and didn't know where the next gas station was.

Just as she thought she would have to pull over and sleep the night on
the side of the road, a came across a rather dodgy-looking petrol
station.

When she pulled in, the attendant made his way around the car and
seemed to be very distracted when she asked him to fill it up, She even
thought that the man was making faces at her!

He finally agreed to get the gas, but then asked her to pop open the
hood of the car because there "seemed to be a problem."

Naturally, the woman became a little anxious - she was all alone in a
remote gas station, out in the middle of nowhere and it was obvious
that the attendant was trying to find reasons to keep her there.

He asked her to come look at the engine, because he had to "show her
something".

Not wanting to seem hysterical and paranoid, she did as he asked. As
she rounded the front of the car he grabbed her arm and said that her
car needed to be towed to the nearest town and she would have to come
into the office to complete the paperwork.

He then put his hand over her mouth and forced her into the office.
She began to bite his hand once they were inside and he let her go.
He explained to her that there was a man crouched down in the backseat
of her car and the attendant didn't want him to know that he'd been
seen. They called the police who came to arrest the man who, it was later
discovered, was a known serial killer.

ROOMIE

Two friends moved to New York, and because rent was so high, they shared a studio apartment.

One of the girls was a real party girl and the other apparently a stay-at-home type.

One Friday evening the party girl headed out for night on the town, and asked her flatmate to come along.

The girl declined and said she was going to read and then go to bed early.

The girl had been out at the local bar for a few hours when she remembered she had forgotton something.

By this time, pretty plastered, she stumbled back to the appartment and quietly let herself in. 
Not wanting to wake her flatmate, she didn't turn the light on, picked up whatever it was she went back for and
returned to the bar.

When she got home the next morning (tart), she opened the door to this:

Her flatmate's head had been cut off and was lying on the floor.

Scrawled in her blood on the walls were the words  "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?"



SPANISH LUCK

A Spanish man doing some business in Poland came across an open funeral home with a casket laid out for viewing.

Bizarrely, he went in but found no one there.  He felt bad for the dead man, said a prayer, and signed the registrar.

A month later he got a call from the dead man's lawyer. Apparently, the deceased's will stipulated his multi-million dollar
fortune be split evenly amongst all who attended his wake.

The Spanish businessman was the only one who signed the book.



DEAD OR ALIVE?

Berlin - Just after WWII.

A young woman made the following report to the police.

She had met a blind man at a rally.  She claims that they hit it off pretty well and the blind man asked her for a favor, could she possibly
deliver the letter to the address on the envelope?

As it was on her way home, she agreed.  She started out to deliver the letter, but then turned around to ask the man a question.

To her dismay, she spotted him hurrying through the crowd in the opposite direction - without his dark glasses or white cane.
Sensing something seriously dodgy, she went straight to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human
flesh for sale.

What was in the envelope?  A note which said "this is the last one I am sending you today."

I don't understand the last one, but the apartment shit me up