I have had too many cocktails with my friends tonight when my vision started to blur from the intoxication I decided to stop and go home everyone uses Uber right so even after my friends insisted on dropping me home I refused and ordered an Uber I just wanted to go home my app dinged with the name James I loved that they let you know the name of the person picking you up it makes you feel like you have a sense of familiarity with the person I could barely stand when the black car pulled right next to
me thank God I jumped in the back buckled up and we set off to my destination before the car started I heard the locks click and didn't think much of it water bottles were placed in a cooler pack in the middle seat along with a tray of snacks consisting of granola bars Jolly Ranchers Etc I loved it when the drivers did this I would give him five stars especially after a night of drinking those water bottles were God set I dug through the pile of snacks and tossed a candy in my mouth hey James do
you have any good Tunes he didn't respond indeed he heard me or maybe I was drunk and slurring I piped up again this time louder after clearing my throat and James excuse me they looked at me through the rear view mirror sure he answered in a cold way and turned on the music James finally began to speak up after a few minutes of awkward silence been drinking tonight I looked out the side window and replied yeah yeah now his eyes were stuck on the rear view mirror one hand was on the steering wheel as he
kept us steady on the road I could tell that he was trying to catch glimpses of me without me noticing he spoke up again this time with the grin what did you drink tonight bored with the dragging of the ride I figured this was innocent small talk well some beers and a few shots of you know what he sat up in a seat one arm still on the wheel those deep brown eyes kept flickering at me in the rear view mirror almost every couple of seconds he started to pry you drink tequila often I casually
replied while I kept my eyes out the window sometimes he's on my mood he laughed so you must be feeling drowsy huh now I started to feel uncomfortable why was he questioning my level of coherence I kept my eyes focused out the window because I was getting creeped out just a little relaxed he kept a tight-lipped smile and then spoke you want to be drunk though I have a bottle of tequila back there I stared at my phone just five minutes more till I was home um no thanks I'm actually good he had both hands
on the steering wheel now gripping it tight and rubbing his hands against the leather this nervous feeling Rose in my gut and I know they say never to ignore your gut feelings but I was already in the car with this guy that was a few minutes from my house what was I supposed to do I sat there and kept my eyes glued to the window perhaps he would just get me home without suggesting anything inappropriate if I didn't show any interest in conversing with him whatever I was doing seemed to work because he changed his
tune through his following response so you're done partying for the night huh responsible I let out a short chuckle and agreed with him I was being responsible he piped up again this time more friendly than before and less interrogating well help yourself to the water I have plenty my heart started to slow and I realized that he was just trying to earn that five-star review by being accommodating he may be trying to be excellent he has all these snacks and drinks in his car and free alcohol perhaps he was trying to get his Uber score
up he may have a family at home who's trying to provide for was I being too judgmental I silently scolded myself for the intrusive thoughts I grabbed the water bottle Twisted the lid off and took a couple of gulps I saw the turn for my street ahead and a rush of relief washed over me that is until he passed it that's right he ultimately passed my street I sat in my seat screwed the lid back on the water bottle and spoke up hey you passed my street he didn't say a word only smiled hello you
passed my street what he said next made my heart jump into my throat a no wait what why didn't you stop then that's because you are my body started to shake I immediately opened my app to report him and call for an emergency when I got the biggest shock in my life the Uber I ordered before getting into his car has charged me for making him wait and then not showing up this means the car I'm in right now was never my ride home my shaking hand slowly went to the door handle but but it
was stuck why is it wait this isn't stuck something is the doors won't open from the inside I've activated the child lock suddenly he stopped the car in the middle of the empty Street and turned back at me with a huge knife what no please don't do this the story you just saw is Loosely based on the tragical death of Samantha Josephson 21 year old Samantha got into Nathaniel Roland's car after a night out in Colombia's Five Points Entertainment District she mistook his car to be her Uber ride that would take her back to her
apartment halfway down the journey Samantha started suspecting Roland's odd behavior but it was already too late for her she found herself trapped inside the car as Roland had the child proof locks on her body has later found with 120 stab wounds and remote Woods 65 miles from Columbia no outright motive for the killing was suggested by prosecutors during the course of Roland's trial but judge Newman said the killer was totally heartless when the news reporters questioned about Roland's motive the top prosecutor Byron Gibson said it was absolutely a random act of violence in college I
started working as a bike rider for Uber around the town I would drop off young students like myself at an affordable Fair it was a new thing at that time my busiest time was helping my friend sneak out for parties in the middle of the night friends who had wealthy parents paid a lot sometimes they would invite me to the party as a friendly gesture I had this one friend called Aston who got caught throwing parties in his parents absence so the next time aston's parents went for a trip they sent Aston to stay with
his grandparents who lived on the outskirts on a Saturday night Aston rebooked me to pick him up from his grandparents house he texted me the address in detail and told me to be there around 11 30. I agreed it was late November I finished my dinner and was headed for the address the house was pretty far and the way to reach it could have been better the road was terrible with so many bugs there was no street light throughout the entire Drive I had to rely on the light of my bike I remember Aston mentioning
a turn for a shortcut the cold air was poking straight into my lungs even after all the layers of clothing I drove for 15 minutes but couldn't find the turn slowly I began to realize that I was lost eventually when I hit a dead end near an old house my realization became a fact I stopped the bike and called Aston where are you dude I think I'm lost man the GPS needs to be fixed here you gotta guide me where are you now can you tell me a landmark uh there's an old house on the
side of the road you missed the turn back take a U-turn and then take the first right I'll be on the call with you I went to make a U-turn when I saw something on my left it appeared to be a shadow in the front yard of that old house I had no clue someone was standing there and watching me the shadow was very close to the road oh some guy standing in his front yard looking at me probably wondering why the hell I'm just sitting here at the stop sign the app showed that I
had been stopped at the stop sign for about five minutes so I could imagine I seemed sketchy I began to turn my bike left my headlights illuminated the shadows in my headlights were filled an old lady standing there with her hands folded as if she was praying she looked up at the sky and her mouth moved quickly I couldn't make out anything she was saying at all all I heard was her creepy hurried whispering her mouth was just moving 100 miles an hour seemed like she was in a trance she was five feet from my
bike I sat there and stared it was probably 10 degrees outside and she was wearing a white dress my headlights were directly on her and she didn't even look at me I didn't know what to do precisely at first I was concerned for the old lady but the more she stood there the creepier everything started Aston realized I hadn't said anything for a few minutes dude you still there yeah this old lady is just standing here what is she doing she's praying right by the road what the hell it's past midnight is she okay I
think so I don't know I really don't want to ask started moving her upper body back and forth like she was possessed I was scared to move ahead thinking she would run in front of my bike as I slowly drove by having her inches away from me my heartbeat slowed she still didn't budge her mouth never stopped mumbling wait is this the house with the red door that's when I first noticed the dim Lighthouse porch yes the house at a red door which looked odd yeah I've never seen any house like this hell out of
there man the woman who lived in that house hung herself in the Attic a week ago my stomach dropped and I quickly looked at the lady but but she wasn't there I began sweating in fear I clearly remembered seeing her a few seconds ago or did she go then I felt the back seat being pushed down like somebody had just sat on the bike behind me pale skinny hand slowly wrapped around my waist I never felt this cold before the hands were freezing like ice my trembling face moved slowly I looked at the side mirror
attached to the bike handle okay then all of a sudden her head tilted to the side making a breaking noise and I saw the bone inside her neck pierced out from the corner and then she disappeared Into Thin Air ah I stumped on the gas pedal I drove about 80 until I got close to town when I arrived at astons I told him everything I saw we were both in disbelief Aston didn't go to the party that night he let me crash at his grandparents place and I caught a high fee for that night I
kept having bad dreams for a week after that incident now I take a different way to aston's Grandmas if I go there at night remember don't stop for the old lady if you guys stumble upon the same neighborhood the story you just saw is Loosely based on this footage running around the internet and the footage you can see a guy driving through a remote location in the middle of the night the man was completely relaxed and seemed to be enjoying his late night ride when he spots something beside the road he passes too quickly but
if you look carefully at the footage you can see a woman wearing a white dress standing on the side of the road once the man notices this suspicious woman standing alone in the middle of the night he doesn't hesitate to slow down at first but as he gets closer to her you can see him suddenly pick up speed and move past her quickly lucky that he didn't stop that night there's no follow-up on the footage on whether that woman was a demonic Spirit or crazy woman with some scary intentions what do you think I've been
driving Uber for about a year now and never really had an incident except for that one time when a drunk student tried to punch out my backseat window on a Friday night but we've all been there but this particular incident is the only reason why I put an end to this job 12 30 a.m on a Monday out here it doesn't matter what night it is people are out and about and you rarely have to wait long for a ride I was parked near the sidewalk when I got a request pick up Pamela located 0.4
miles away let's do this Pamela I arrived at The Address given but no one was outside Not Unusual I began messing with the radio and getting the aux cord set in case Pamela wanted to play some sweet jams and that's when the rear right door opened I looked back and I was confused right away Pamela was old like the early 80s at least ought to see someone in this demographic this late but I've had others in the same age range so I ignored it so how's it going tonight Pamela I asked didn't answer she struggles
in and shuts the door behind her I glance in my rear-view mirror to study her face nothing but blank looks in her eyes almost as if she just woke up from a coma and can't decipher what's happening around her where are we headed tonight again no response can she even hear me does she not speak English then my phone beeped new destination entered 1700 North Lock Street Avenue I Shrugged my shoulders and started the engine it's a short car ride but I thought to try again are you from Los Angeles I glanced in the rear
view mirror and she stared at me her gaze was sharp enough to pierce my soul in a deep shrill voice she finally spoke why don't you just take me to the address okay I get it I'll just drive you to your destination we're ways off from the destination she entered when she spoke again drop me off at the next corner I looked up in the rearview mirror her eyes still on me are you sure we're still alive so stop at the next Corner the way she snapped at me felt a little insulting now all I
tried to do was be polite but some people don't deserve the good in you right sure I wanted her out of my car so I was happy to oblige and stop I pulled off on a quiet Corner a few blocks off of Lock Street Avenue I slightly turned my head to look over my right shoulder saying have a good but as I turned she was right beside my face leaned up in between the seats just inches from me I froze I couldn't speak my scared eyes were stuck under her pale white eyeballs I've never encountered
such dead eyes before she started Breathing heavily I could hear the gargle of wind struggling to pass through her throat and lungs I don't know how long we kept staring at each other like that but then she tried to listen to something Pamela is everything all right she put her hand on my shoulder her touch was ice cold I was wearing my hoodie yet still her fingers chilled my bones her eyes were completely White NOW wide open like her pupils had rolled up in her head I began fearing for my life now before I could
say anything she whispered creepily take the stairs tonight I stared back at her sorry what you didn't repeat herself he just exited my car I sat there watching her slowly waddle away into a beat-up apartment building and then disappear inside it I okay what the hell just happened I was in no position to take rides that night I turned off the app and drove back to my apartment when I reached my building I sat in my car for 10 to 15 minutes trying to figure out that weird lady in her words before leaving when I
finally calmed down I stumbled onto the entrance of my 10th floor apartment I've recently shifted to this apartment for its cheap rent being an old building the landlord needed help to increase the rate the facility desperately required repair but the landlord didn't care anymore I lived on the sixth floor so I walked up to the elevator I pressed the button and slowly the number plates started to change ah I jumped screaming no one was around then who whispered into my ear just now did Pamela follow me home maybe she's some old psycho woman who stalks
her prey I couldn't wait for the elevator I sweat started to curl up on my forehead I rushed upstairs and almost crawled like a four-legged animal after a point I constantly looked back to see if anyone was running behind me but all I saw was pitch black darkness when I got to my apartment I slammed the door behind me and sat on the floor I was having difficulty breathing suddenly I heard a huge Collision like something had collapsed on the ground the fire alarm started ringing and people were screaming I opened my door and saw
other tenants staring at the hall and talking to each other in a panic hey weapon the elevator looks like it malfunctioned and broke down crashed crash straight to the ground floor what my jaw dropped but everyone thought I was only shocked like them no one knew the actual reason for my surprise the landlord was charged for the risky management of the building and the tenants called the cops fearing for their lives everyone was angry at the landlord for being irresponsible only I remained silent I was just stunned to be alive when the cops took the
landlord away I overheard two tenants saying remember that once he said he fixed it but still Mrs Miller died yeah dude the poor lady got smashed can't even imagine how horrified she felt when the elevator crashed with her in it I asked feebly who who are you talking about Pamela Miller the woman who lived in your apartment before you she died in the same elevator but the landlord somehow managed to get away with it but at this time I still visit her grave sometimes God bless her my head was banking Pamela Miller did I just
I fumbled as I asked the last question where where is her grave not far that cemetery on Lock Street Avenue
