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MIDNIGHT BUS 375
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This story happened on Nov 14, 1995, in Beijing. At midnight, Bus 375 pulled out of the Yuan-Ming-Yuan bus terminus. This was the last bus of the night and its destination was Xiang-shan (Fragrant Hills).
Onboard were the driver and a female conductor. The night was bitterly cold and a harsh wind was blowing. It stopped at the South Gate next to the Summer Palace and when the doors opened, four passengers got on. An old lady, a young couple, and a young man.
The young couple sat up at the front, behind the driver, while the old lady and the boy sat on the other side of the bus, beside the doors. As the bus drove through the night, all they could hear was the drone of the engine. It was a quiet, remote area and there were no other vehicles on the road.
After a while, the driver spotted two shadows by the side of the road, waving at the bus. The driver stopped and when the doors opened, three people got on. There were two men who were supporting a third man between them, holding him up by his shoulders. The man in the middle looked disheveled and his head was bowed, so nobody could see his face. All three were dressed in traditional Chinese...
#creepystory
#midnightbus375
This story happened on Nov 14, 1995, in Beijing. At midnight, Bus 375 pulled out of the Yuan-Ming-Yuan bus terminus. This was the last bus of the night and its destination was Xiang-shan (Fragrant Hills).
Onboard were the driver and a female conductor. The night was bitterly cold and a harsh wind was blowing. It stopped at the South Gate next to the Summer Palace and when the doors opened, four passengers got on. An old lady, a young couple, and a young man.
The young couple sat up at the front, behind the driver, while the old lady and the boy sat on the other side of the bus, beside the doors. As the bus drove through the night, all they could hear was the drone of the engine. It was a quiet, remote area and there were no other vehicles on the road.
After a while, the driver spotted two shadows by the side of the road, waving at the bus. The driver stopped and when the doors opened, three people got on. There were two men who were supporting a third man between them, holding him up by his shoulders. The man in the middle looked disheveled and his head was bowed, so nobody could see his face. All three were dressed in traditional Chinese...
