15 truckers share the creepiest things they witnessed on the road.

Driving a truck can be the most peaceful job or the most creepy job, it just depends on the day.On a chill day, you're hitting the open road with your music or podcast of choice, a caffeinated beverage in hand, and the ability to get paid for time with your own thoughts.On a creepy day, though, you're traversing dark roads solo and sleep deprived, drained to the bone while navigating all the weird things that happen when the moon is out.In a popular Ask Reddit thread, truckers shared the creepiest thing they've seen on the road, and it's a "no thanks" from us.1. From Divutski: A fresh solo traffic accident. the car was flipped upside down on its roof. The driver's head was halfway out to the neck, through the shattered front window. He did not have a seatbelt on. 2. From Jef_Wheaton: TL:DR Stopped to help a motorist with a possible flat, may have prevented a murder. I service fire equipment, so I drive a box truck, and cover parts of PA, NY, OH, MD, and WV. I was in rural NW PA, returning from a service call and heading towards the interstate to go home. On the way to this customer, I saw a small pickup truck on the interstate whose right rear tire was steadily deflating. A mile or so before my exit, they pulled off to the side. I didn't stop to see if they needed help, and felt a little bad about it. As I drove down this dark, twisty road, I passed a Dodge Durango pulled over into a barn driveway. There was a person lying on the ground behind it, struggling with something. It looked like the guy was trying to change a tire or get the spare out from under the Durango. Remembering the pickup from earlier, I decided to turn around and see if he needed help. I pulled into the first driveway I saw, about 1/4 mile down the road, turned around, and headed back. Halfway back, the Durango passed me, going the direction I had originally been headed. I got back to where I had seen the Durango, planning to turn around again, but as I swung into the driveway, my headlights caught a figure lying motionless in the snow. I stopped and jumped out just as the figure sat up. It was a woman, maybe in her 40s, in a thin, torn black skirt and top. Her hair was mussed, her eye was starting to swell, she had red marks on her throat, and her lip was bleeding. I helped her up, got her into my truck, and cranked up the heat. I had taken my jacket off, so I gave it to her, and she covered her torso and arms. She didn't want to say anything. Her throat was sore, and she was badly frightened. I called 911, and they dispatched a police car. I gave her a bottle of water, and she whispered, "Thank you", then sat with her head bowed and eyes closed. It took about 15 minutes for the police car to get there, and she stayed silent. As the car pulled in, she said, mostly to herself, "He's gonna arrest me." The trooper walked up and motioned me to exit, asked her if she needed an ambulance (she declined) then asked me what had happened. I explained what I had seen. He wrote everything down, then talked to her for a few minutes. He helped her out of the truck and into his car. She quietly thanked me for coming back, because she thought that guy meant to kill her. As far as I know, she wasn't arrested. She was pretty beat up, and the trooper spoke and handled her as if she were the victim of an assault. It was almost certainly a transaction (sex or drugs) that had gone badly. I never found out what had happened. I watched the news outlets for that area for awhile, but never found anything. 3. From TheNorthNova01: Myself and another truck were traveling highway one between Medicine Hat Ab and Brooks Ab on our way home from Saskatchewan, and it’s really dark there since you’re 100kms away from any town lights. And then all of a sudden the whole sky lit up as green as grass and a huge fireball streaked over us. We all immediately pulled over and asked each other wtf was that! Heard on the news the next day it was a meteor the size of office desk that landed somewhere between lloydminister and cold lake. We had never seen anything like it. 4. From huddo76: I saw a young girl being beaten in the back of a car badly. Closed fists to the face repeatedly clear as day even though it was night my lights lit up their car. Followed them hitting the horn, got number plate and rang police but they got away. Police called me the next day to say they had investigated and was told the girl was having a medical emergency and was fine. 5. From DoctorWhoToYou: This is gonna get long. Upper Peninsula of Michigan. I was delivering and installing machines for the company I was working for. I was in a 26' box truck with 12 machines in the back. I was having trouble with the truck the day before, had it checked out by the rental company and they said it was all good. Since I was behind schedule due to the truck and problems with installations, I decided to drive late to my next destination. It was about 11 o'clock at night on a state route through the Upper Peninsula. There were no street lights, there were no other cars. The headlights from my truck were the only thing illuminating the road. I was already creeped out. At the peak of feeling like I was in the middle of nowhere, because I was in fact in the middle of nowhere, every single light on the dashboard of the truck lit up, and then it stalled. Now it's pitch black, I am stopped and the truck isn't restarting. Rather than eat up the battery trying to turn it over, I shut everything down and started making phone calls. As I was calling everyone and anyone that would listen. I sat in the dark night, with the only light being from my hazard lights. I looked up and saw something move in front of the truck, just out of distance of the flashing lights. At first, I thought it was my imagination. I finally got a hold of someone and they told me it would be 2-3 hours before they could get a mechanic to me. So now I am sitting in silence, the only noise is the clicking the hazard lights are making, and I am staring out the windshield into a void of darkness, when I see movement again. Just as I was about to s**t my pants, my phone rang and that nearly secured the pants sh*tting, because it scared the hell out of me. It was a mechanic that wanted me to get out, open the hood, and check some things out. "No. I am not getting out of the truck." with an explanation as to why. He was irritated with me, but I didn't care. So finally after seeing the movement just out of range of the lights one more time, I threw on the headlights with the high beams. The headlights caught 3 wolves snacking on something that looked like roadkill. I honked the horn and they looked at me like they were irritated more than scared. I was safe, the wolves more than likely weren't going to bother me, but it was spooky just knowing they were there. So I shut the lights off. I would turn the lights on occasionally to check to see if they were still there. I was basically just sitting there listening to the hazard flashers click, while surfing my phone. Each time I turned the lights on, the wolves were still there. Just to remind you, I am in the middle of nowhere, no homes, no business, nothing but trees, wilderness, and wolves. I suddenly heard what I can only equate to a woman's scream of terror that sounded like it came from right behind the truck. Then something slammed into the side of the truck, hard enough to rock it. I wasn't afraid of the truck tipping over, but whatever hit it, hit it hard enough to rock the suspension enough to move me around in the cab. It was a pretty heavy truck. I turned every light that truck had on. Slipped it into reverse so the reverse lights came on and laid on the horn. I was checking both mirrors, and the only thing I saw was a shadow bolt across the road. I couldn't make out what it technically was, but in my head it was Werewolf-Yeti-Bigfoot-Lizard monster that was going to end my life and it was going to be agonizingly painful the entire time. I also noticed the wolves were gone. From every nature documentary I've watched, the only time predators leave food is when there are bigger/badder predators around. By this time I was in full Bobby Hill "That's my purse, I don't know you!" mode. Whatever crossed the road, didn't cross very far off the road. I could hear it thrashing around in the brush, breaking sticks and what sounded to be logs. There was no noise pollution, I only had my window cracked a little bit and I could hear pretty well. I basically had the steering wheel gripped, all the lights on, and was feverishly looking out the windows, and through the mirrors to make sure nothing was around the immediate area of the truck. I couldn't see off the road, and the flashlights I had were in the back of the truck in my tool bag. I'd have to get out of the truck to get to them. Finally, I saw some headlights through one of my mirrors. It seemed like it took hours for them to close the distance to me. The noise stopped as the headlights approached. It was obviously the mechanic because no one else was stupid enough to be out there besides me. The mechanic pulled out in front of me, my headlights were shining on him and his truck. As his door opened to step out, we both hear the "Woman screaming in terror" yell again and the brush thrashing intensified. Whatever it was, it was still close and pissed. His door immediately closed and my phone rang. He called my phone asking me what it was, he sounded more panicked than me. I had no clue what it was, and he had no clue what it was. So the mechanic called the police. He wouldn't work on my truck until we could secure the area, which I don't blame him. He didn't like my idea of him getting out of his truck, just to check things out. Two Michigan State Police officers showed up. They lit that area up like it was a stadium. I finally stepped out of the truck for the first time since it all started. We heard that scream three more times while the mechanic was working on my truck. Thankfully they were getting further away. The cops had no clue what it was either, they were kind of spooked too. The mechanic finally got my truck running, and I made it to my hotel for the night. The next morning I walked the truck for inspection, and the side that was hit, there was an indentation about the size of a basketball. Whatever hit it, didn't hit it hard enough to push all the way through, but it definitely mushed the fiberglass. The indentation was about 7' off the ground. I have no idea what it was. I probably never will. I do confidently know that I will never ever drive through the Upper Peninsula at night again. That's the spookiest, the scariest is another long story. 6. From yinzerthrowaway412: I had a family member who was a trucker for a fireworks company in the 80s. They regularly had to make deliveries from the east coast to Los Angeles. Shipping these things to California meant many drives through the open desert of the American southwest. They have claimed to see tons of weird stuff out there, from glowing orbs, unexplained lights and weird animals in the dark. The desert has a way of messing with the human mind but one night a bunch of floating orbs on the horizon turned out to be legit. They saw a bunch of orange orbs crossing the highway a mile or so ahead. It turns out that a bunch of tumbleweeds had caught fire in a forest fire several miles away and were flying across the highway ahead. They had to drive down this open desert highway at night while being on the lookout for flaming tumbleweeds. Not really something you want to maneuver around when you are carrying fireworks in your trailer. 7. From digitalmarketeramil: My mom is a trucker, this is her story. She was driving through Arizona when she saw what she thought was leaves blowing across the road in the distance. This puzzled her since there's mostly pine trees in northern Arizona. When she finally got to the "leaves" she realized that they were migrating tarantulas, 1000's of them. There were so many of them that her truck was sliding on their guts so she had to slow down. She stopped at the first truck stop and told her co-driver to fuel up (he was sleeping at the time) because she wasn't going to step foot outside after what she just saw. Her co-driver was pissed since it was technically his time off, and he thought she was crazy, until he saw the tarantula guts and legs caked in the inside wheel well of the truck. She also outran a tornado in the Midwest. She was about to pull over and take cover until she saw another big rig that was parked on the side of the road get tossed a couple hundred yards like a toy. She called me and told me that she thought she was going to die and wanted her last words to be "I love you" to me. She pulled off the freeway and got to a Wal-Mart, where she ran into the basement where all the staff and customers were taking shelter. After the tornado passed, they stepped out of the basement and into daylight, since the Wal-Mart was destroyed. She has many many stories like this. Trucking is 90% boredom, 10% insane s**t like this. 8. From DubiousMoth152: Driving truck delivering appliances in CT on a road myself and my helper had driven 100s of times. We were between stops and from point A to B it should have taken us 20 minutes to get there. At some point, it dawns on me that I’ve been driving for well over an hour, and it had been. We were still between point A and B, no unusual traffic, nothing out of the ordinary besides missing an hour+ of time. If I were by myself driving I might’ve dismissed it, but my partner had experienced the same thing right alongside me, and equally bewildered. Now, I usually tell this story as “I was abducted by aliens, once” but I rightly don’t have any explanation for it. Because it’s just a lost time event experienced by two dudes in a truck. 9. From MCDexX: I was driving between Melbourne and Albury very late one night on the Hume Fwy. For the non-Aussies, that stretch of the Hume is very wide, flat, and straight, so it's boring and hypnotic, especially driving alone at night. It was the middle of summer, so I was surprised to see little wisps of fog whipping through my headlight beams, but then the smell of burning plastic hit my nose and I realized it was smoke. Up ahead, there was one other car on the road, and I could just see a tiny yellow light on the back, like a candle flame. Worried, I sped up to catch this guy, and by the time I reached him his entire muffler was on fire. I flashed my lights and honked my horn, trying to get his attention. Just as I drew up alongside him, I saw him turn to look at me, and then a HUGE gout of orange flame burst out from under the car and licked across his driver's side window. Needless to say, he pulled over in a big hurry and I pulled over about 50 metres ahead of him. I jumped out from behind the wheel and sprinted back to him to make sure he was out of the car and safe, then back to get my phone, and called emergency services while running back to him. It was less than a minute since he'd pulled over and the entire car was a fireball. I asked if he was okay, and he said yeah, but his phone and wallet were both still inside the car. I let him use my phone to make some calls and gave him all the cash in my wallet, which wasn't much at the time, and finally continued on my way once the firefighters and ambulance arrived. Let's just say I was WIDE awake for the rest of my drive. 10. From Kitten-Eater: A trucker I know claims he was driving a logging truck down a remote dirt road in the middle of a forest at around midnight when a "dog-man creature" walked out in the middle of the road. It stared at him for a few seconds plainly visible and well-illuminated by all the auxiliary lights on the truck, then it just took off and disappeared into the woods on the other side of the road. He's not a superstitious man and he rejects everything supernatural as fiction, but he 100% believes that what he saw that night was real. I've only heard him talk about this twice, he was very drunk both times he opened up about it. Just talking about it rattled him, he was clearly uncomfortable thinking back about that night. 11. From MrTumnus__: In 2017 on one of my routes I had stopped at Love’s gas station in Emerson, Georgia maybe 20 minutes outside Atlanta. I had been stopped for about an hour just resting and eating some fast food when a woman came knocking on my door. I opened it and she looked homeless and pretty old like in her 50s or 60s. I asked her if I could help her and she was like “I think we can help each other” and I said how so? She proceeds to proposition me paying her for sex which I declined and sent her on her way. I continue to rest and eat and play on my phone for another 30 mins when someone comes to my door, opens it, and attempts to rob me in a ‘scream’ mask. It was obviously the old lady from before. I push her away and lock my door and crank it up. I assumed she ran off somewhere cause I could no longer see her. After the truck was ready I pulled off and started driving. Soon cars next to me started trying to get my attention and honking and pointing to the back end of my truck. I pull over and when I come to a stop I see someone jump and start running...it was that same lady. This crazy woman was hanging on to the back of my truck how I was driving. It was just a really odd experience. 12. From Kantochamp21: I worked nights at a truck stop when I was a teenager and a Pepsi driver told me a story once. He said he had to drop the rig off at a service shop in Illinois (we are from Indiana) so his wife drove up to get him. On their way home they were taking the back roads just trying to enjoy each other's company when they saw a bunch of naked people dancing around a fire In some backyard. It wasn't quite dark out yet and put a lot of emphasis on how mad his wife was for him wanting to stop the car to "See some titties ." 13. From UncleCoyote: Grew up in a trucker / mechanic family, and was going to join the family business. At 16, I was on the road with dad every summer, because "You have to learn sometime, and this is how my dad taught me." Snowstorm. KANSAS. Do you know where they can't drive in the snow, during a storm KANSAS. White knuckle tight as I pass wrecks and cars and OTHER TRACTOR TRAILERS WHO HAVE JACKNIFED, I begged dad to take over, but there was nowhere to pull over, so I had to muscle through. Looking out the driver's side window, I noticed a family in a caravan going...backwards. I locked eyes with the father, who locked eyes with me and just gave me a bewildered, sad little smile before veering off hard to the left in a puff of white powder and disappearing from view. I'm sure they were fine, but I can still see his face to this very day. 14. From Piazzagate: I was driving in my car with my GF down the Jersey turnpike at night. Up ahead a large glow. As we got closer we realized it was an 18-wheeler completely engulfed in flames stopped in the right lane. Driver nowhere to be seen. Called it in, dunno what happened to the driver. 15. From DeejayPleazure: I have driven across the country multiple times. I watched a man run several people off the road in his old ford pickup. After calling the police and giving them information he tried to brake check me. When I went around him, he had the most sinister smile and huge black eyes. Maybe it was the sun or my mind playing tricks on me but, I will never forget how dark and empty they were. Still gives me the creeps to this day. When I was traveling through east Texas around midnight in the early parts of 2003, a very bright light lit up the sky enough to not have to use the lights on my vehicle ( I left my lights on). The traffic on the highway came to a standstill with people pulling off on the side. As soon as I started to do the same, this star like light flew right over the top of my vehicle without making any noise. It made some very erratic movements then disappeared behind some trees. I was traveling to Florida one night on this really old highway in the middle of nowhere. I passed an 18 wheeler and out of no where this huge object runs out into my lane. The highway had a very steep embankment on either side so, it either ran really fast or was sitting there for some time on the side. I did not even have enough time to react, it happened so fast. We all think it was an alligator but, it looked like it was shapeshifting right before I hit it.