It’s a state road and it connects with two very busy, heavily used north/south highways. If a traveler needs a shortcut from one of those routes to the other this road would definitely be the one to use. Yet it is mostly bypassed. Perhaps avoided would be more accurate. So much so that weeds actually grow in the various cracks and potholes that dot the pavement.
Why is this? Well, the road crosses some of the most forlorn, inhospitable landscape imaginable. Just a glance at what’s along the roadside is enough to give anyone the creeps. It looks like miles and miles of land that even the devil would shun. Yet it seems unlikely that the dismalness of the area would alone be enough to deter the travelers of today who have in mind only to get where they are going as quickly as possible.
No, the problem with this road is something out of the ordinary. Something mostly unseen but certainly felt exists not so very far from the western terminus of this road. I do not know what lurks there but I have felt its effects on more than one occasion. It gives one a definite sense of being threatened by impending evil and ultimate doom. A bone chilling, soul deep foreboding that all is not well.
There are times when the air seems to thicken and the sunlight dims, as if some dreadful presence is hovering overhead and blocking the light. Occasionally that presence can even be felt, as if a barrier is pushing against the car or even the driver’s physical body.
After making several trips through that zone and experiencing the utter terror that tries to possess the traveler it becomes very clear why this route is, and should continue to be, avoided. The final time I drove on that road was so horrible and unsettling that I considered myself most fortunate to have escaped whatever is there.
I will not go that way again. Nor will I divulge the location of the place, for to do so might encourage someone to foolishly go there to see what it’s like. Take my word for it…you do not want that experience.