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I was driving home one night on the turnpike and it was really dark , rainy, and foggy. The roads were slippery and it was really tough to stay in lane. My car kept on going of the road so I decided to pull over into the next rest area. I turned in this grungy looking area and got out of my car to go inside the little building which looked like a gift shop. Suprisingly it was still open.
“That’s strange, “ I thought, “its almost 2am.” I went inside only to find out that it wasn’t an ordinary girt shop. All the merchandise was antique and the place had an eerie feeling to it. I looked at the lady behind the counter, she was extremely old, probably in her 90’s. She had long gray hair which beautifuly ended...