Following up on the Soo Line Bridge
Yo, tonight was a night we went out to the High Bridge, I had made a post a couple days ago curious about paranoia on and around the bridge. It was me and my two buddy’s, and as soon as we entered Arcola road, a heavy feeling of doubt and panic, but kept on. This is where shit got weird, we got out the car and were instantly greeted by silence all around us, just like a soundproof box that we had been thrown in, we carried onto the bridge and got onto the tracks with no problem, but as soon as we hit the bridge, the whistling started up, at that point we all got freaked and started our way back while the whistling got louder and louder. At this point we’re full sprinting, and made it to the car, sped off, and safe to say we won’t be going back ever again, doesn’t help that a man was walking on the road on our way into Stillwater