Jake brought Angie back to her mom’s house in West Milford, NJ. Angie was still sobbing and choking on her tears as Maureen ushered the two inside.
Maureen held her daughter while she shook in terror.
“What in God’s name happened?” said Maureen.
“We drove down Clinton Road,” said Jake, hands shaking as he held a coffee cup.
“What on Earth for?” said Maureen. “It’s supposed to be haunted!”
“We didn’t take it all that seriously. We wanted to leave a coin in the road for the ghost boy. It’s daylight. This was supposed to be fun!”
“So what did you see?” said Maureen.
“It was awful!” wailed Angie.
“It was unnatural,” said Jake. “Something that can’t exist.”
“Was it, aliens?”
“No, not that.”
“Some crazy monster?”
“No. Something even worse. It was…” Jake choked for a moment.
“A conservative pro-gun politician shaking hands with a liberal environmentalist!”
Written for What Pegman Saw: https://whatpegmansaw.com/2018/03/03/clinton-road-west-milford-new-jersey/
Near as I can see, West Milford, NJ is pretty close to Clinton Road.
Clinton Road in New Jersey is supposedly haunted and otherwise has had many strange sightings:
“…The ghost boy at the bridge: At one of the bridges over Clinton Brook (Dead Man’s Curve) near the reservoir, if you put a quarter in the middle of the road where the yellow line is, at midnight it will supposedly be promptly returned by the ghost of a boy who drowned while swimming below or had fallen in while sitting on the edge of the bridge. In some tellings an apparition is seen; in others the ghost pushes the teller into the water if they look over the side of the bridge, in order to save them from being run over as he was in life…”