The Night Shift at Hollow Pines (Full Story)

The ranger station had been empty for six years when I took the job. Nobody warned me — not the listing agent, not the county office, not the man who handed me the keys. Two rooms. A porch. A radio tower with a light that blinked red every eleven seconds. I counted, because there was nothing else to count. "You check the fence line at midnight," he said. "You log it. You don't go past the fence." On the third night, the hallway light started flickering. On the fifth night, the trees were closer. On the sixth night, the clearing was gone. On the tenth night, the fence was down. I am writing this in the logbook because the logbook is the only thing in this station that still works the way it is supposed to. If you are reading this, you took the job. I am sorry. Nobody warned you either. Check the fence at midnight. Log it. Don't go past it. And leave before the sixth night. Music: Coverr Audio Library (free license) Footage: Coverr (free license) #horror #scarystories #creepy #horrorstories #creepypasta