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I Drive a Highway Sander. Something Barefoot Climbs the Runaway Lane at Minus 14.
A highway crew horror story from the BC Interior: every night, something walks barefoot up a mountain pass's runaway truck lane. Above the mill town of Sawyer's Gap, a night-shift sander driver rakes the runaway lane smooth at two every morning. By five, one line of bare footprints climbs the frosted gravel to the rock cut, where something has dug a hole by hand. Then a trucker radios that someone was standing in his lane on the descent, and the crew's old hand asks her a strange question about which end of each print the gravel was scuffed at. Night Shift Files: original horror stories from…
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