These three true night shift horror stories are inspired by real events. From a chilling encounter in a lonely gas station to the unspeakable things that hide in warehouses, these tales of psychological horror will make you fear the dark.

A job after midnight is a world unto itself—a place of profound silence and isolation, where the ordinary rules of the day seem to bend and break. For some, it is a quiet refuge. For others, it becomes a stage for a very personal and primal horror. The stories you are about to hear are chronicles of the latter. They are tales of unnerving encounters and psychological terror that unfold under the cold hum of fluorescent lights, proving that the most terrifying monsters don't wait for the cover of a forest or an abandoned house. Sometimes, they just walk right through the front door while you're on the clock.

In these accounts, you will witness the slow, creeping dread of a gas station attendant who realizes he's trapped in a cage with a predator who is in no hurry. You will feel the claustrophobic terror of a convenience store clerk, sealed in a tiny bathroom with a silent stranger on the other side of a flimsy stall door. And you will experience the maddening paranoia of a security guard in a mannequin warehouse, who learns that he is not alone amongst the blank, plastic faces, stalked by something that has mastered the art of being perfectly still.

These are not just scary stories; they are warnings. They are testaments to the terrifying truth that sometimes, the greatest danger lies in the most mundane places, during the loneliest hours.

TIMESTAMPS:

00:54 - Story 1

07:28 - Story 2

16:11 - Story 3

24:37 - Story 4

36:16 - Story 5

46:54 - Story 6

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