Episode 34: 😱 The Last Ride – Don’t Take the Night Train Past Hollow Point (Full Episode) 🔥
MR Creepy Man
[{'start': '10.160', 'end': '22.320', 'text': "Immerse yourself into the world of\xa0\nCreepy Man. He's waiting for you."}, {'start': '22.320', 'end': '26.560', 'text': "They say there's a train that comes through\xa0\nthe town of Hollow Point just once a week."}, {'start': '26.560', 'end': '34.880', 'text': "It runs at midnight. It doesn't appear on\xa0\nany schedule, no stops, and it doesn't have"}, {'start': '34.880', 'end': '41.680', 'text': "a conductor. They say if you're on that platform\xa0\nand you hear the whistle, it's already too late."}, {'start': '41.680', 'end': '47.920', 'text': "It takes you. They call it the last ride.\xa0\nAnd if you get on, you'll never get off."}, {'start': '47.920', 'end': '51.360', 'text': 'Caleb Morris had reached\xa0\nthe end of his rope. At 29,'}, {'start': '51.360', 'end': '55.760', 'text': "life had chewed him up and spat him\xa0\nout, laid off from a job he didn't love,"}, {'start': '55.760', 'end': '60.960', 'text': 'heartbroken by someone who no longer cared.\xa0\nHe packed a bag, walked out of his apartment.'}, {'start': '60.960', 'end': '66.720', 'text': 'He bought a one-way ticket to nowhere, literally.\xa0\nHe got on a random bus heading north, no'}, {'start': '66.720', 'end': '73.920', 'text': "destination, just escape. Closed his eyes and told\xa0\nhimself he wouldn't get off until it felt right."}, {'start': '73.920', 'end': '79.760', 'text': 'Next stop, Hollow Point, the driver said\xa0\nwith a tired grunt. By the time he woke up,'}, {'start': '79.760', 'end': '84.480', 'text': 'the bus had stopped at Hollow Point,\xa0\nwhich has a population of just 312 people.'}, {'start': '87.760', 'end': '90.800', 'text': "The town wasn't on any map Caleb had ever seen."}, {'start': '90.800', 'end': '94.800', 'text': 'It was the kind of town that felt stuck\xa0\nbetween decades, everything coated in'}, {'start': '94.800', 'end': '105.040', 'text': 'a thin film of dust and regret. But the name\xa0\nsounded quiet, peaceful, final. So he got off.'}, {'start': '105.040', 'end': '109.040', 'text': 'The place felt stuck in time,\xa0\ngas pumps with rusted needles,'}, {'start': '109.040', 'end': '114.080', 'text': 'a diner that still used paper menus and called\xa0\ncoffee a dollar refillable, and people who'}, {'start': '114.080', 'end': '119.280', 'text': "stared a little too long when they realized you\xa0\nweren't from there. As the sun began to set,"}, {'start': '119.280', 'end': '124.800', 'text': "Caleb wandered toward the outskirts. That's when\xa0\nhe found it, the Hollow Point train station."}, {'start': '124.800', 'end': '129.840', 'text': "Except it wasn't really a station anymore,\xa0\njust an old concrete platform, half cracked,"}, {'start': '129.840', 'end': '135.520', 'text': 'choked with ivy and wildflowers, a broken\xa0\nbench, a rusted trash bin, and a faded'}, {'start': '135.520', 'end': '142.560', 'text': 'metal sign that read, TRACK ZERO, NO ADMITTANCE\xa0\nAFTER DARK. A man was sitting there on the bench,'}, {'start': '142.560', 'end': '150.960', 'text': 'hunched and silent. He was thin, gray, worn, like\xa0\nthe years had melted off him and left only nerves.'}, {'start': '150.960', 'end': '158.240', 'text': "Caleb asked, Hey, does a train still come through\xa0\nhere? The man didn't look up. He just said,"}, {'start': '158.240', 'end': '163.840', 'text': "You're not from here. Don't be here at\xa0\nmidnight, especially when the whistle blows."}, {'start': '163.840', 'end': '170.960', 'text': 'Caleb laughed nervously. Why? The man\xa0\nslowly looked up. His eyes were glassy,'}, {'start': '170.960', 'end': '175.680', 'text': 'hollow, like someone who had seen\xa0\ntoo much and spoken too little.'}, {'start': '175.680', 'end': '179.120', 'text': "It doesn't stop for people,\xa0\nhe whispered. It stops for"}, {'start': '179.120', 'end': '185.600', 'text': 'souls. That night, back in his dusty\xa0\nmotel room, insomnia gnawed at Caleb.'}, {'start': '185.600', 'end': '188.800', 'text': "He couldn't sleep. Something\xa0\nabout the platform gnawed at"}, {'start': '188.800', 'end': '193.280', 'text': 'his brain. By 11.40 p.m., he was up, pacing.'}, {'start': '193.280', 'end': '201.200', 'text': 'By 11.50, his shoes were on. By midnight,\xa0\nhe was back at the platform, alone. Then,'}, {'start': '201.200', 'end': '210.800', 'text': "at 12 a.m., he heard a low, echoing whistle that\xa0\ndidn't sound like any train he'd heard before."}, {'start': '210.800', 'end': '222.240', 'text': "It didn't rise or fall, just...lingered. Then\xa0\nthe train appeared. Silent, rolling out of the"}, {'start': '222.240', 'end': '228.000', 'text': 'darkness like it had been waiting for centuries\xa0\nto be remembered. It was impossibly black.'}, {'start': '228.000', 'end': '231.680', 'text': 'The kind of black that swallowed\xa0\nthe moonlight. Sleek, modern,'}, {'start': '231.680', 'end': '239.360', 'text': 'but not of this time. The windows were smoked\xa0\nover, but the doors opened with a slow hiss.'}, {'start': '241.200', 'end': '249.440', 'text': 'No conductor. No signs. Just the soft screech\xa0\nof brakes on iron and a hiss of steam.'}, {'start': '249.440', 'end': '253.440', 'text': 'Just an open door. And a feeling. A feeling like'}, {'start': '253.440', 'end': '256.240', 'text': 'standing at the edge of a\xa0\ncliff and leaning forward.'}, {'start': '256.240', 'end': '264.640', 'text': 'He should have run. But he stepped inside.\xa0\nThe moment he did, the door closed behind him.'}, {'start': '264.640', 'end': '268.080', 'text': "The sound was like a coffin lid's sealing. Inside,"}, {'start': '268.080', 'end': '272.000', 'text': 'the train was impossibly\xa0\nquiet. No hum of electricity.'}, {'start': '272.000', 'end': '277.280', 'text': 'No rattle of metal. Each carriage was\xa0\nfilled with passengers. All motionless,'}, {'start': '277.280', 'end': '278.880', 'text': 'sitting perfectly still.'}, {'start': '278.880', 'end': '284.640', 'text': 'Some wore modern clothes, hoodies, sneakers,\xa0\nheadphones still looped around their necks.'}, {'start': '284.640', 'end': '290.160', 'text': "Others looked like they'd stepped out of black\xa0\nand white photographs. Fedoras, lace gloves."}, {'start': '290.160', 'end': '296.240', 'text': 'A man in a Civil War uniform sat perfectly\xa0\nstill. Their eyes were open. Unblinking.'}, {'start': '296.240', 'end': '299.680', 'text': 'Staring forward. Not dead. Not alive.'}, {'start': '299.680', 'end': '303.680', 'text': 'Something. Else. No one moved.'}, {'start': '303.680', 'end': '306.880', 'text': 'He sat in an empty seat. Opposite him sat a woman'}, {'start': '306.880', 'end': '310.720', 'text': 'holding a melted candle. Wax\xa0\nhad melted all over her dress.'}, {'start': '310.720', 'end': '315.840', 'text': 'Her eyes were shut. Her mouth moved as\xa0\nif whispering. Without looking at him.'}, {'start': '315.840', 'end': '322.480', 'text': "Then she opened her eyes. Don't fall asleep,\xa0\nshe whispered. That's when it takes you."}, {'start': '322.480', 'end': '327.040', 'text': 'He blinked. What? But when he looked again,'}, {'start': '327.040', 'end': '332.480', 'text': 'she was gone. Replaced by a man in a\xa0\ntattered postal uniform from the 1940s.'}, {'start': '332.480', 'end': '350.400', 'text': 'Slumped forward. Face blank.\xa0\nThen, the train began to move.'}, {'start': '352.720', 'end': '357.600', 'text': 'No announcements. No jolt.\xa0\nJust a slow, smooth glide.'}, {'start': '357.600', 'end': '364.000', 'text': 'Caleb tried to ask questions, but his voice was\xa0\ngone. He looked outside the windows. Nothing.'}, {'start': '364.000', 'end': '368.000', 'text': 'There was no trees. No\xa0\nlandscape. Just pitch black.'}, {'start': '368.000', 'end': '372.640', 'text': 'Like the world had vanished. The\xa0\npassengers were still motionless. But,'}, {'start': '372.640', 'end': '374.800', 'text': 'their heads had all turned toward him.'}, {'start': '374.800', 'end': '380.960', 'text': 'Eyes open. Mouth slightly agape. Caleb\xa0\ntried to stand, but his legs felt heavy.'}, {'start': '380.960', 'end': '386.400', 'text': 'His thoughts foggy. He screamed.\xa0\nBut the train kept going.'}, {'start': '386.400', 'end': '393.920', 'text': "Faster. Faster. Time didn't move."}, {'start': '393.920', 'end': '400.160', 'text': 'He then ran through the cars. Each\xa0\none was worse. Passing more people.'}, {'start': '400.160', 'end': '406.400', 'text': 'More eras. More silence. At the far\xa0\nend of the final car, he saw it.'}, {'start': '406.400', 'end': '409.840', 'text': 'A full-length mirror standing\xa0\nwhere no mirror should be. Its'}, {'start': '409.840', 'end': '414.320', 'text': 'frame twisted like melted brass.\xa0\nIts surface rippling faintly.'}, {'start': '414.320', 'end': '420.320', 'text': 'Like water disturbed by something\xa0\nbeneath. He stepped closer. And froze.'}, {'start': '420.320', 'end': '424.640', 'text': "When he looked into it, he wasn't there. Instead,"}, {'start': '424.640', 'end': '429.920', 'text': 'the reflection showed him sitting back in the\xa0\nfirst car. Perfectly still in the same seat.'}, {'start': '429.920', 'end': '435.280', 'text': 'His eyes wide and empty. His mouth\xa0\nslightly open. Just like the others.'}, {'start': '435.280', 'end': '442.320', 'text': 'Caleb staggered back in disbelief.\xa0\nSpun around. They were there.'}, {'start': '442.320', 'end': '448.560', 'text': 'All of them. Every lifeless passenger that had\xa0\nbeen frozen in their seats. Now stood behind him.'}, {'start': '448.560', 'end': '454.000', 'text': 'Shoulder to shoulder. Silent. Their\xa0\nhollow eyes stared straight into him.'}, {'start': '454.000', 'end': '460.080', 'text': 'Empty. Endless. Then, they whispered.'}, {'start': '460.080', 'end': '466.080', 'text': 'All at once. A breathy chorus of\xa0\ndecay. You already took the ride.'}, {'start': '466.080', 'end': '471.280', 'text': 'The lights above flickered\xa0\nviolently. The train groaned,'}, {'start': '471.280', 'end': '480.080', 'text': "metal screeching like it was waking\xa0\nup. Caleb's scream tore from his lungs."}, {'start': '480.080', 'end': '486.480', 'text': "Echoing through the metal bones of the train. But\xa0\nit didn't matter. Outside, the world was gone."}, {'start': '486.480', 'end': '494.480', 'text': 'Only darkness. And the train... Kept\xa0\nmoving. Caleb Morris was never seen again.'}, {'start': '494.480', 'end': '498.560', 'text': "Next morning, the townsfolk added Caleb's\xa0\nphoto to the missing board at the diner."}, {'start': '498.560', 'end': '504.720', 'text': 'Right next to a girl named Lillian from\xa0\n1982. And a man named Jeremy from 1954.'}, {'start': '504.720', 'end': '508.800', 'text': 'And still... Once a week. The train rolls through'}, {'start': '508.800', 'end': '512.640', 'text': 'Hollow Point. So if you ever\xa0\nhear the whistle near midnight.'}, {'start': '512.640', 'end': '516.720', 'text': "Don't turn your head. Don't\xa0\nlisten. Don't look at the train."}, {'start': '516.720', 'end': '519.840', 'text': "And whatever you do. Don't get on."}, {'start': '520.640', 'end': '524.320', 'text': 'If this story sent shivers down\xa0\nyour spine, smash that like button.'}, {'start': '524.320', 'end': '528.160', 'text': 'Subscribe for more nightmare-fueled\xa0\nstories every single week. And tell us'}, {'start': '528.160', 'end': '533.360', 'text': 'in the comments. Would you board the train\xa0\nif it stopped for you? Until next time.'}, {'start': '533.360', 'end': '537.040', 'text': "Sleep light. And don't miss\xa0\nyour stop. And remember."}, {'start': '537.040', 'end': '542.480', 'text': 'Some rides never end. They just... Change you.'}]