Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Creepy Encounters Three Terrifying Stories of Strangers, Bus Stops, and Survival PART3 #13

Episode Date: October 19, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #creepyencounters #busstophorror #strangerdanger #survivalhorror #truefear  Part 3 of Creepy Encounters: Three Terrifying Stories of Strangers, Bus Stops, and Survival concludes the series with the most suspenseful moments. From unnerving interactions with strangers to high-stakes survival scenarios, these true-inspired stories emphasize that fear can strike anywhere, even in the most familiar places. The series ends with lasting tension and the reminder that ordinary nights can turn extraordinary in their terror.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, creepyencounters, busstophorror, strangerdanger, survivalhorror, truefear, unsettlingencounters, chillingmoments, realfearstories, urbanhorror, late night terror, darkencounters, everydayhorrorstories, nightmarefuel, scarytrueevents

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E. 4 slash cervical check. Horror. Number one, the Edmonton bus stop encounter. Let me roll the clock back a few years and put you in my shoes. Picture this. It's winter in Edmonton, snow falling in that quiet but relentless way that makes everything seem muffled, like the whole city is wrapped in cotton. I was leaving my grad school office late,

way later than I should have. My schedule was wrecked back then, so it wasn't unusual for me to be walking out past midnight. This time it was just past 1 a.m. I had my heavy backpack loaded down with books and my laptop, my scarf pulled up to my nose, and earbuds tucked firmly in my ears to drown out the stillness of the night. My route home was routine.

I'd cut through part of the campus, walk a few blocks along streets that still had a fair bit of traffic even at that hour, and make my way to 109th Street. That was where the bus, ran, and even though buses were spaced about 15 minutes apart, I didn't care much. Fifteen minutes in the cold wasn't exactly fun, but it was survivable if you had enough layers and a distraction. My distraction of choice was always music and Reddit scrolling on my phone. It was almost comforting, like I could sink into this little bubble of my own world while the

snow fell around me. That night, the air felt sharp, but not unbearable. It wasn't one of those bitter nights where your eyelashes freeze, just cold enough that you feel it pressing against your skin when the wind picks up. The bus shelter was empty when I got there, which wasn't surprising. I tucked myself into one corner, sat down, and got lost in my feed while some random indie playlist filled my ears. I probably would have stayed in that peaceful zone until the bus arrived, except after a few minutes, someone else showed up. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed movement. A guy walked up to the shelter. Without thinking, I did that little Canadian half-smile thing, that quick flicker of acknowledgement without actual conversation, and then I buried myself back in my

phone. Nothing strange. People wait for buses at 1 a.m. too. Except he didn't just stand there quietly. I felt it before I processed it, eyes on me. That prickling sense at the back of your neck when you know you're being watched. Sure enough, when I looked up, he was staring straight at me. He was me. He had this smile, but not the kind you give when you're just being friendly. It was stretched too far, fixed in place, almost rehearsed. His lips moved, and for a second I thought maybe I was imagining it, but no, he was talking, to me. I pulled one earbud out, hesitated, and said, sorry what? His grin widened, and words spilled out, questions, harmless ones on the surface, about my day, the weather, what I like to do, just filler conversation. And maybe with someone else,

it would have been nothing. But there was something about the way he looked at me, like every answer I gave was feeding some private joke he wasn't letting me in on. Now, here's the thing about me. I've always been a people-pleaser. I hate confrontation. My go-to survival strategy and awkward situations has always been to just smile, nod, and hope it all fizzles out without anyone getting upset. So that's exactly what I did. I answered him vaguely, politely, kept one earbud still lodged in, and tried to give off that universal body language of, I'm busy, please leave me alone. He didn't pick up on it, or maybe he did, and that was the point. He just kept going, ten solid minutes of chatter, all while he's staring at me with that off-kilter smile.

My stomach tightened more with every second. I couldn't tell you why exactly, but something deep inside me was screaming that this wasn't just random small talk. Finally, salvation. Headlights cutting through the snow. The bus. I can't even explain the relief that washed over me when I saw it. The shelter had stayed empty except for the two of us, so knowing there'd be 15, maybe 20 other people on that bus, made me breathe easier. I climbed on, deliberately choosing a seat near the front where the driver was, figuring it'd be safer.

He slid into the seat across from me, angled perfectly so he could keep his eyes on me. I forced myself to look down at my phone again, scrolling furiously even though I wasn't actually reading anything. The plan in my head shifted. Normally I'd ride the bus west and walk the last few blocks home, but with him tagging along, I decided on the fly to reroute. I'd head east, instead toward my boyfriend's place. It felt safer. At one point, I decided to test him. I hit the button for an early stop, watched the light flick on overhead, and braced myself. The bus slowed, hissed to a halt. I stayed put. He stood up. Isn't this your stop? He asked, that grin never slipping. I forced a little laugh. Oh, treat yourself to Vodafone's best deals this black Friday.

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Best in Test, UMLA 2025. For certification and full term, see votaphone.i. Colleeny, did you know of your age between 25 and 65? Well, you can get a free HPV cervical check. It's one of the best ways to protect yourself from cervical cancer. And you know what? I actually checked only recently when mine was due and no exaggeration. It took me less than five minutes.

You go online to hse.e. Forward slash cervical check. Put in your PPS number. Check in the date of birth. And then they tell you when your next appointment is due. Oh my God. I know. It's unreal.

And you can check her on the register on the website so you can phone 1,800, 45, 55 55. If your test is due today, you can book it today or hSC. com. E. 4 slash serve the check. Whoops, I hit the wrong one. He looked right at me, tilted his head. That's funny. I mixed it up too.

Guess it's not my stop either. And then he sat back down. The chill that ran through me had nothing to do with winter. Every hair on my arms prickled under my coat. He wasn't just some chatty stranger anymore. He was following my lead deliberately, like he wanted me to know he was in control of how this game played out. The next stop, I pressed the button again.

This time, before the bus load, I texted my boyfriend, Come outside, meet me at 109. Please, right now. My heart was racing as the bus hissed to a halt. I stood up, slung my bag over my shoulder, and sure enough, he rose too. I got off first, walking fast across the road. His footsteps were right behind mine.

His voice carried easily in the stillness, still tossing questions at me, where I lived, what I studied, if I wanted to hang out. My replies shrank to one-word brush-offs. Finally, I turned and said, I'm meeting my boyfriend. He's on his way. The smile faltered. Just a flicker, but it was there. Iritation, maybe even anger. Oh, you've got a boyfriend, huh? He muttered, almost like it was an insult. He still trailed me, though, like he couldn't quite let it go. Can I get your number then?

He asked finally, as if his relationship status was just a hurdle, not a wall. I froze, my brain short-circuited. Saying no outright felt dangerous, saying yes, felt worse. So I panicked, blurted out almost my real number, but scrambled the last few digits. There, I said quickly, forcing a smile. Good night, and then I started walking again, faster this time. I'd barely made it 20 steps when I heard it, the sound of someone jogging. My stomach dropped.

Hey, he called out. I spun just as he caught up, that damned grin plastered on his face. I think there was a mix-up. I tried the number. It wasn't you. My blood turned to ice. I fumbled my phone out, pretending to check for a missed call. Huh, that's weird, I said.

My voice way too high. With my thumbs flying, I text. texted my boyfriend again. Hurry, please, I'm scared. So, he pressed, leaning closer, what's your real number then? I had no idea what I was going to do. Part of me thought I'd cave and give it to him just to make him stop. It was late, the streets were mostly empty, and we drifted into a quiet residential stretch where the snow deadened every sound. Running didn't feel like an option. He was bigger, faster. If he wanted to grab me, he could. And then, like something out of a movie, my boyfriend appeared.

I saw him before the stranger did. A tall figure coming up fast, 6'3, built solid, wearing that expression that don't mess with me. Relief nearly knocked me to my knees. I didn't think, didn't hesitate, I ran straight to him and practically launched myself into his arms. Have a good night, I tossed back over my shoulder, not daring to meet the stranger's eyes. I didn't want to see what expression he was wearing now. Later, safe inside with the doors locked and windows shut tight, I kept replaying it in my head.

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offer end 6 to January 2026. Each April the price of your plan will increase by 3.050 per month best in test UMLat 2025. For certification and full terms see votaphone.i colini, did you know if your age between 25 and 65 well you can get a free HPV cervical check? It's one of the best ways to protect yourself from cervical cancer. And you know what? I actually checked only recently when mine was due

and no exaggeration. It took me less than five minutes. You go online to hse.c.org slash cervical check. Put in your PPS number, check in the date of birth, and then they tell you when your next appointment is due. Oh my gosh, that's real. And you can check you on the register on the website so you can phone [phone]. If your test is due today, you can book it today

or hcc.i-e-forsh-slash cervical check. He jogged after me in the snow like it was all some kind of twisted game. My boyfriend held me while I shook, promising he'd keep watch, but I couldn't shake the thought that if he hadn't shown up exactly when he did, the night might have ended very differently.

There's nothing wrong with a little darkness in your life, but sometimes that darkness wears a smile and asks for your phone number. And that's the kind of darkness you don't ever forget. The end.