Alright, so up here in Ohio, we have an urban legend.
There's this road that leads into the woods. It's an unlit, dirt road, ending several miles into the woods. Teenage couples drive into the woods on this road to make out. There are several families in the vicinity that used a horse-drawn carriage to move hay around. Strangely, when the horses neared the road, they became spooked, and unless the driver was experienced with the animal, they would run off...
Anyway, here's the story.
It was 10:30 PM, a girl and her boyfriend was returning to her home. As they were driving, the boyfriend pointed out the road and turned in, going the full length of it so that no one would see them. He turned the engine off, and began making out with the girl.
After several minutes of this, the couple hears something hit the front of the car, and the boyfriend tells her to stay in the car while he checks it out, as it's probably some prankster trying to scare them. It's pitch black outside, and the girlfriend waits.
After several more minutes of waiting for her boyfriend to return, the girlfriend becomes anxious, and looks over at the keys in the ignition. She then hears a faint pinging sound coming from the hood of the car. She is frightened at first, and yells for her boyfriend to stop messing with her. She doesn’t receive a response, and gets into the driver’s seat. She turns the key in the ignition, turns the headlights on, and screams.
There’s a face, illuminated by the lights, sliding down the windshield, accompanied by the blood that had been dripping from the tree above the hood, where a faceless body, rope around its neck, hung in the branches. She backs the car up hurriedly, driving away from the horrid scene.
The police investigate the area, finding an old, rotting barn farther into the woods, a well kempt bed in the upstairs room. There they also found a pair of razors, both had dried blood on them, bits of flesh on the blade as well…
They never found the killer, and many say that if you drive down Lovers’ Lane at night, you’ll meet the same fate as the boy. Hung in the trees for all to see…
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