I was hauling beer from Houston to Hattiesburg, Miss. going east on I-10 when I suddenly got so sleepy, I just had to stop and get a cup of coffee.
It was approximately 11:40 p.m. as I pulled off the interstate. All the nearby convenience stores were closed, so I took a little side road, at a road sign that read “Lafayette,” (Louisiana).
In my search for a turnaround spot I came across an old graveyard on the right side of the road and standing next to an above ground tomb I saw an old black gentleman wearing classic funeral attire. As I got closer he was staring me right in my eyes; he didn’t have any pupils in his eyes just white was all I could see.
I drove another 1,000 feet and finally found a place to turn around, praying and hoping that the old man would not be there when I passed the old cemetery. He was gone (thank God) but I will never forget his lifeless eyes and cold ashen look on his face.
And, now for a bonus bit of scariness with a look at some of the great horror movie posters of all time.
