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The original was posted on /r/paranormal by /u/StarryMind322 on 2025-02-23 10:07:46+00:00.

Since I work night shifts, I like to spend my nights off at the gym or driving around. One night last week I found myself on a secluded road ending at a boat ramp, somewhere completely rural. A pair of railroad tracks crossed through the road on the way to the boat ramp. I’ve been here quite a few times during the day but I hadn’t been there in a while, and figured I’d go during the night to see if it’s a good stargazing spot.

Now I’m more of a logical, skeptical person when it comes to the paranormal. I love reading spooky stories, and I love watching true crime. I’ve always said that I need a genuine encounter with something supernatural that defies logic to convince me. Being at this boat ramp definitely did.

I had no reason to believe anybody else was there. While it is so secluded that no lights are on in the park, I felt something was there. I didn’t feel alone. It wasn’t long until I noped the fuck out of there, maybe 30 seconds, tops.

Having an interest in true crime, I know of a serial killer that had once operated in my area in the 70’s. I did not know any specifics of the victims or where they were found, only that they were found “in orange groves”, if that will give you any hints.

So tonight I decided to do a little digging; tried to find maps, newspaper articles, or archives that might’ve given some indication as to where any of his victims were found. But I had one: in a documentary that’s on YouTube, a split-second shot of a newspaper declaring his 3rd victim found…at that road, at that railroad crossing. Instantly, chills ran through my entire body, and I’ve been sobbing for no reason since then. Even now, as I’m writing this.

Granted, the remains are long gone, as they were found in 1973. The killer is behind bars. Whatever I felt there that night, it was horrifying. And that was before I knew of its relevance to that case from back then. It’s to the point now that I will NEVER go back there at night. I did not like the energy I felt there that night. I’ve told of this location to a friend of mine who is a paranormal investigator, and they said it’s possible, given my reaction to the location, that it may be haunted by the spirit of his victim.

Has anyone else had an instance like this? Where you got strange, scary vibes of a place, only to learn later that it has some gruesome history?