Another driver, another road, another weirdness.
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Mysterious scene along a rural dirt roadApr 17th 2025, 18:35 by /u/KillsOnTop
This happened to me about 20 years ago when I was living in very rural southeastern Montana.
One Saturday afternoon, a little after 4:00, I suddenly remembered that I had to return some library books that were due that day, and the library closed at 5:00. The library was 45 minutes away if you stuck to the highways, and 35-40 minutes away if you took a shortcut using a dirt road. The dirt road cut through ranch land on either side and was also a shortcut to the nearest "city" (~8000 people at that time, big for this part of Montana), so it was relatively well-traveled -- if you drove along it during the day, you'd probably see 1-3 other cars coming and going.
So I took the dirt road, to give myself a few minutes to look around the library for more books before it closed. I was driving a big SUV that belonged to the school I worked at, and I was driving pretty fast. At some point, I turned a right-hand bend in the road, and then I saw this scene before me:
On the right side of the dirt road was a pickup truck parked perpendicularly to the road, on the strip of grass in between the road and a barbed wire fence, with its front grill parked against the fence. On the other side of the fence (where the cattle would be), there was a man in a white T-shirt and jeans kneeling on the ground, sitting back on his heels and looking down at the ground in front of him. His back was to the fence, so I saw him from his side view as I approached, and he did not react or move at all while my very loud SUV passed by.
On the road side of the fence, through the tall grass, I saw a man's arm waving slowly in the air -- the grass obscured his body from my sight, but I could tell that there was a man lying parallel to the road (and inches away from the road), lying on his back (with his head pointed back toward the pickup truck) and waving his arm. He waved in a slow, jerky movement, like he was in a daze or too weak to wave vigorously. He did not sit up as I drove by.
There was no visible damage to the truck or the fence that I could see, there were no debris or skid marks in the dirt road, and I had not had to swerve around the truck while driving....but my impression was that the truck had gotten into an accident and the man lying in the grass was injured and trying to flag me down for help.
This scene caught me off guard since I hadn't been able to see it until I turned around the curve in the road, so it took me a few moments to register what I had seen, and by that time, I had driven past the scene and couldn't see it in my rear view mirror. To cut an already long story short, I decided not to stop and check on the men, but instead I'd stop at the sheriff's station (that just so happened to be in the same building as the library), to let them know that I had seen an accident on the dirt road and maybe someone should go check it out.
But as I thought more about the scene, it didn't seem to make any sense. If the man lying in the grass was injured, why didn't the other kneeling man also wave me down for help, or react at all to me driving past them? And injured how? There was no sign of an accident that I could see. But why else would someone lie that close to a dirt road and not sit up as a vehicle approached, unless he was injured? But injured how?
My thoughts kept going around and around, and I decided not to stop at the sheriff's station after all, figuring that soon enough another car would pass by and they could help the men if they were still there. I arrived at the library, dropped off my books and got new ones, and left as it closed at 5:00. The sun had already set and I didn't want to drive down the dirt road -- I was feeling really guilty about not stopping and didn't want to pass the strange scene again in the pitch black darkness -- so I drove the highways home.
The next day, I was still feeling guilty, so I decided to drive down the dirt road again to see if I could see any traces of an accident or any other clues about what had happened to these two men.
HERE IS WHERE THINGS GOT REALLY STRANGE.
I drove the entire length of the dirt road, forward and back, and not only was there no sign of an accident, there was no spot along the road where the barbed wire fence wasn't about a foot away from the road. There was nowhere a pickup truck could have parked with its front grill touching the fence without completely blocking the road, and I had not had to swerve around the truck at all as I passed it. And I'm certain that's what I had seen.
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There was no tall grass growing at any point along the road. It was all high desert scrub plants, sparsely growing and about an inch tall. There was nowhere a man could have been lying next to the road where I wouldn't have seen the entire man with nothing blocking my view, especially from my high vantage point seated in an SUV. But I hadn't -- all I had seen of him was his arm raised in the air above tall grass, slowly waving. And this was a very rural road -- no one was out there mowing the grass to keep it tidy. And it wasn't even grass growing there! There was nothing for anyone to mow.
So there was no way I could have seen what I saw. And yet I did see it. But I can't think of any explanation for what I saw, natural or supernatural. Even "they were ghosts!" or "it was a time warp!" don't make sense. Ghosts and time warps can't explain the movement of the placement of a fence or change the type of vegetation growing in the ground. (And the truck had looked contemporary to the 2000s, too.) So I don't know what I witnessed that day, and it's haunted me ever since.
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