The following is a story that people who live in the country can relate. Those that have lived in a city all their lives may not understand how dark and loney some of the country roads can become. Especially driving down a narrow country road with the tree tops from both sides touching and making it sort of like driving through a tunnel. Add that to the fact that many country roads are not that well maintained and not made of concrete or asphalt. There are no street lights in the country and sometimes things can get very creepy. City kids would think their country cousins can find some odd places to have parties. If you are a country person you probably have partied somewhere called Brad Hunts Ford, Sam Hill, Moon Pit, Party Road, or some other loney private place away from town. Add all of these elements plus a thunderstorm, rain and some beer you have what it takes to live a real Spook Story.
There was a Country Halloween party out in the woods with everyone having a good time drinking some beer and apple cider and telling horror stories. When all of a sudden there was a downpour of rain and thunder. Two boys ran for about 10 minutes in the pouring rain, and finally reached their truck just as the rain let up a little. They jumped in the pick up, started it and headed down the road, laughing and, of course, still drinking one beer after the other. All of a sudden an old man's face appeared outside the passenger window, and he tapped lightly on the window!
The boy on the passenger side screamed out, 'Ahhhhhhh! Look at my window!!! There's an old guy's face there!' The old man kept knocking, so the driver said, 'Well, open the window a little and ask him what he wants!' So, the passenger rolled his window down part way and, scared out of his wits, said, 'What do you want?' The old man softly replied, 'Do you have any cigarettes?' The passenger, terrified, looked at the driver and said, 'He wants a cigarette.' 'Well, give him a cigarette! HURRY!!' the driver replies. So he fumbles around with the pack and hands the old man a cigarette and yells to the driver, 'Step on it!!!', while rolling up the window in terror.
Now going about 80 miles an hour, they calm down, and they start laughing again, and the passenger says, 'What do you think of that?' The driver replies, "I don't know. How could that be? I was going pretty fast.' Then all of a sudden AGAIN there is a knock, and there is the old man again. 'Aaaaaaaaaaaaah, there he is again!' the passenger yells. 'Well, see what he wants now!' yells back the driver. The passenger rolls down the window a little and shakily says, 'Yes?' 'Do you have a light?' the old man quietly asks. The passenger throws a lighter out the window at him and rolls up the window and yells, 'STEP ON IT!'
The speedometer shows they are now going about 100 miles an hour. They are still in a panic thinking about all the horror stories and weird things that can occur. Still guzzling beer, trying to forget what they had just seen and heard, when all of a sudden again there is more knocking! 'OH MY GOD! HE'S BACK!' The passenger rolls down the window and screams in stark fear, 'WHAT DO YOU WANT?' The old man calmly replies, 'You want some help getting out of the mud?'