Man On The Road
Man On The Road
the road
HORROR STORY
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This was about 20 years ago in a rural town in Erdenet.
My mother's brother was working in a center of the province at the time, and he often came back
extremely late, like 1:30-2:00 am.
And on many of these occasions, he would always take a motorbike to the town as it was at a 30-
minute drive from the station. On this particular night, he had bought a new perfume and wanted to
try it out, and thus he put an unhealthy amount of it.
At about 12:30 am, he had left the station by motorbike with the coworker saying, "you shouldn't
put that much perfume. It attracts paranormal stuff". My uncle was understandably shaken by this
statement, where he asked for more information to no answer.
As they were riding down the cold empty road, my uncle happened to see something ahead in the
poorly lightened road, "that's a man!" said my uncle, "where I don't see anything?" said the co-
worker who was driving. As they got closer and closer, my uncle recalled seeing a man's back
turned towards the motorbike wearing a blanket. As my uncle repeatedly said to the coworker to
slow down, he kept on asking what he saw because he couldn't see anything on the road at all.
Suddenly the coworker yelled, "don't look at it! don't look at it!" The motorbike ran over, or should I
say through the supposed man. Still, the motorbike didn't feel any force hitting them or anything, as
the motorbike went speeding away from the thing they supposedly ran over. My uncle was
preparing himself to look back. The driver yelled, "don't look at it, brother!" after that. He said, "that
thing wasn't human. Whatever you do, don't look at it."
As my uncle was dropped off somewhere near our home, he took out his stuff and turned around to
give the coworker money, but he wasn't there. My uncle thought that the he really didn't care about
the money and just wanted to get out of the street, the feeling my uncle understood as he ran
towards his house.
When he got there, he was met by his mother and sisters, who asked a simple question, "Where
have you been for the past 1 hour?"
He later told them the whole story as he too was shaken from this experience, though now that he
comes to remember it, motorbikes are loud and couldn't have just gone away without him noticing
he still concludes to this day that whatever he saw was not from this realm.