3 True All Alone Horror Stories for a Rainy Night

[thunder rumbles] I work overnights as a gas station clerk in our small town.

Our station is located off the highway that leads out of town, and so usually most of the cars and trucks that come by are on long drives across the state.

This makes most night shifts that I work to be unpredictable.

Sometimes there would be a lot of cars and trucks coming through, but other times it would be mostly empty.

This night was definitely on the slower side, but still had some cars stopping by every once in a while.

Thankfully to keep me busy, my boss had left me a bunch of tasks to get done during my shift.

I had to reset one of the shelves, which meant taking everything off and repositioning the racks, then placing everything back.

It's not hard or complicated, but just time-consuming.

An hour into the night, I heard some thunder in the distance, and checking the forecast, it said it was going to start storming soon.

So I paused what I was doing and quickly went outside to take care of the trash bins, so I wouldn't have to do it later while it was raining.

While I was out there, I saw a car's headlights in the dark about a quarter mile down the road.

They were parked, but there was nothing out there other than large empty fields.

It could have been nothing or a flat tire possibly, but I went on with my work and got back inside.

[thunder rumbles] Not too long after, it started pouring outside.

I continued on working on the shelves, but as the storm got worse, I had to actually lock the entrance doors because the wind kept swinging them open.

Nobody had come into the store all night anyway, and now with the storm, there were barely any cars out either.

While I locked up though, I saw that the headlights were still out by the field and hadn't moved.

[thunder rumbles] This kept my mind occupied for the next little while as I worked.

But then through the rain, I heard the door shake louder than usual.

[door handle rattles] I turned around seeing a guy with his face right up to the door and staring right at me.

He looked probably early 40s, wearing a hood over his head and having a very tired look.

I unlocked the door and opened it for him, making a comment about the bad weather, but he ignored me.

The guy just stood there and looked at me as water dripped from his face.

Then he walked past me and started walking through the aisles like a normal shopper.

Really confused by the way he was acting, I just went around the counter and waited for him to be done shopping.