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It was 1:17 a.m. I was driving home from work when I saw the restaurant ahead of me. One of those old Sonics with the covered parking stalls and the faded red trim. The lot was almost empty. I pulled into a stall and rolled down my window. Nothing happened. No speaker beep. No music. I waited. Then I noticed the menu board beside me was already lit. I got out. The moment my shoes touched the pavement, every light in the restaurant went out. The lot went black. The only things still glowing were the menu boards and the giant Sonic sign above the building. I froze. Then I heard it. Step. Step. Something moved between the cars behind me. I turned. Nothing. I told myself it was an animal. Then I heard another step. Closer. I pulled out my phone and called the store. The phone rang inside the building. Once. Twice. Then someone answered. I could hear breathing. “Hello?” No response. I looked through the front windows. The restaurant was completely empty. “Is anyone there?” I asked. The breathing stopped. Then the voice on the phone whispered my name. I dropped the phone. It landed face-up on the pavement. The call was still connected. I backed toward my car. That’s when I saw something underneath the truck parked beside me. A hand. Pale. Too long. Its fingers rested flat against the pavement. I couldn’t move. The hand slowly pulled itself backward. Then another hand appeared. I ran. I reached my car and grabbed the door. Locked. I always left it unlocked. I looked through the window. Something was sitting in the driver’s seat. I couldn’t see its face. It was too tall. Its head was pressed against the roof. Its arms hung down between its knees. I stumbled backward. The thing turned its head toward me. There was no sound. No movement of the body. Just the head. Slowly. Farther than a human neck should allow. Then every menu board in the parking lot changed. The screens flickered. They all displayed the same message. PLEASE STAY IN YOUR VEHICLE. I heard footsteps behind me. Step. Step. Step. I ran toward the road. My phone began vibrating in my pocket. I didn’t answer. It stopped. Then it started again. I finally looked. It was a video call. From my own number. I answered. The screen showed the Sonic parking lot. But the camera angle was wrong. It was looking down from above. I could see myself standing in the middle of the lot. And behind me was the creature. I turned around. Nothing. I looked back at the phone. It was closer. The video showed it standing directly behind me. I dropped the phone and ran. I don’t remember reaching the highway. A truck driver found me walking barefoot along the shoulder and called the police. They checked the Sonic. Nothing was there. No creature. No broken lights. No evidence. The manager arrived later and told them something strange. The security cameras had been disconnected for three months. Except one. The camera facing the parking lot. Police watched the footage. There was nothing unusual until 1:17 a.m. Then every light went out. The recording continued in total darkness. For eleven minutes, nothing moved. Then the camera slowly tilted downward. Toward the pavement. Toward where I had been standing. The officer paused the video. There was something in the bottom corner. A pale hand. Not outside the camera’s view. Inside the camera housing. The next morning, the officer showed me one final frame. It was timestamped three minutes before I arrived. The parking lot was empty. Except for one thing. Something impossibly tall was already standing in my parking stall. Waiting. #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp #HorrorTok
It was 1:17 a.m. I was driving home from work when I saw the restaurant ahead of me. One of those old Sonics with the covered parking stalls and the faded red trim. The lot was almost empty. I pulled into a stall and rolled down my window. Nothing happened. No speaker beep. No music. I waited. Then I noticed the menu board beside me was already lit. I got out. The moment my shoes touched the pavement, every light in the restaurant went out. The lot went black. The only things still glowing were the menu boards and the giant Sonic sign above the building. I froze. Then I heard it. Step. Step. Something moved between the cars behind me. I turned. Nothing. I told myself it was an animal. Then I heard another step. Closer. I pulled out my phone and called the store. The phone rang inside the building. Once. Twice. Then someone answered. I could hear breathing. “Hello?” No response. I looked through the front windows. The restaurant was completely empty. “Is anyone there?” I asked. The breathing stopped. Then the voice on the phone whispered my name. I dropped the phone. It landed face-up on the pavement. The call was still connected. I backed toward my car. That’s when I saw something underneath the truck parked beside me. A hand. Pale. Too long. Its fingers rested flat against the pavement. I couldn’t move. The hand slowly pulled itself backward. Then another hand appeared. I ran. I reached my car and grabbed the door. Locked. I always left it unlocked. I looked through the window. Something was sitting in the driver’s seat. I couldn’t see its face. It was too tall. Its head was pressed against the roof. Its arms hung down between its knees. I stumbled backward. The thing turned its head toward me. There was no sound. No movement of the body. Just the head. Slowly. Farther than a human neck should allow. Then every menu board in the parking lot changed. The screens flickered. They all displayed the same message. PLEASE STAY IN YOUR VEHICLE. I heard footsteps behind me. Step. Step. Step. I ran toward the road. My phone began vibrating in my pocket. I didn’t answer. It stopped. Then it started again. I finally looked. It was a video call. From my own number. I answered. The screen showed the Sonic parking lot. But the camera angle was wrong. It was looking down from above. I could see myself standing in the middle of the lot. And behind me was the creature. I turned around. Nothing. I looked back at the phone. It was closer. The video showed it standing directly behind me. I dropped the phone and ran. I don’t remember reaching the highway. A truck driver found me walking barefoot along the shoulder and called the police. They checked the Sonic. Nothing was there. No creature. No broken lights. No evidence. The manager arrived later and told them something strange. The security cameras had been disconnected for three months. Except one. The camera facing the parking lot. Police watched the footage. There was nothing unusual until 1:17 a.m. Then every light went out. The recording continued in total darkness. For eleven minutes, nothing moved. Then the camera slowly tilted downward. Toward the pavement. Toward where I had been standing. The officer paused the video. There was something in the bottom corner. A pale hand. Not outside the camera’s view. Inside the camera housing. The next morning, the officer showed me one final frame. It was timestamped three minutes before I arrived. The parking lot was empty. Except for one thing. Something impossibly tall was already standing in my parking stall. Waiting. #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp #HorrorTok

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