WEBVTT 00:00:01.480 --> 00:00:05.320 You ever drive down a road so dark, so twisted, 00:00:05.900 --> 00:00:07.919 it feels like the trees themselves are leaning 00:00:07.919 --> 00:00:11.140 in to watch you. Where your headlights catch 00:00:11.140 --> 00:00:14.179 eyes that shouldn't be there, and your rear view 00:00:14.179 --> 00:00:17.519 mirror don't show what's behind you, but what's 00:00:17.519 --> 00:00:21.179 coming. Folks say Clinton Road in New Jersey 00:00:21.179 --> 00:00:24.239 ain't just haunted, they say the road itself 00:00:24.239 --> 00:00:30.620 hates you. Welcome to Kentucky Melodies America's 00:00:30.620 --> 00:00:33.840 Scariest Stories, where we bring you ghostly 00:00:33.840 --> 00:00:37.719 legends, spooky haints, and bone -chilling tales 00:00:37.719 --> 00:00:41.200 from all over this great land. These stories 00:00:41.200 --> 00:00:43.380 will have you looking over your shoulder all 00:00:43.380 --> 00:00:47.240 night. So pull up a chair, dim them lights, and 00:00:47.240 --> 00:00:54.659 let's dive into the eerie and unexplained. Clinton 00:00:54.659 --> 00:00:58.640 Road winds its sinister path for only 10 lonely 00:00:58.640 --> 00:01:02.740 miles through West Milford, New Jersey. But don't 00:01:02.740 --> 00:01:06.219 be fooled by its short length. This stretch of 00:01:06.219 --> 00:01:09.000 pavement harbors more dark legends and chilling 00:01:09.000 --> 00:01:13.459 whispers than some entire haunted towns. Hemmed 00:01:13.459 --> 00:01:16.620 in by a dense, shadowy forest where daylight 00:01:16.620 --> 00:01:19.000 struggles to break through tangled branches, 00:01:19.739 --> 00:01:22.319 it's a place where cell phones mysteriously lose 00:01:22.319 --> 00:01:25.459 service. cutting off travelers from the outside 00:01:25.459 --> 00:01:30.480 world. Here, isolation reigns supreme, and the 00:01:30.480 --> 00:01:33.819 locals will tell you plainly. Steer clear once 00:01:33.819 --> 00:01:38.040 the sun sinks behind the trees. First, let's 00:01:38.040 --> 00:01:41.599 talk about the infamous Ghost Boy Bridge. Deep 00:01:41.599 --> 00:01:44.939 along Clinton Road lies a stone bridge shrouded 00:01:44.939 --> 00:01:48.879 in sorrow and mystery. Legend speaks of a young 00:01:48.879 --> 00:01:51.620 boy who tragically drowned in the frigid waters 00:01:51.620 --> 00:01:55.359 beneath. Folks say if you toss a coin into the 00:01:55.359 --> 00:01:58.599 murky stream below, that poor boy's spirit will 00:01:58.599 --> 00:02:02.379 return your offering. Some see it as an act of 00:02:02.379 --> 00:02:05.719 kindness, a sad child trying to reach out from 00:02:05.719 --> 00:02:09.560 beyond the grave. But others shiver at the thought, 00:02:09.860 --> 00:02:12.819 certain it's his ghostly warning, pleading with 00:02:12.819 --> 00:02:16.259 you to leave while you still can. Witnesses claim 00:02:16.259 --> 00:02:19.659 they've heard the soft, eerie splash as the coin 00:02:19.659 --> 00:02:23.610 hits the water. But moments later, that same 00:02:23.610 --> 00:02:27.050 coin inexplicably appears at their feet, cold 00:02:27.050 --> 00:02:31.050 and wet. Some even swear that for a fleeting, 00:02:31.169 --> 00:02:34.650 heart -stopping second, the boy's pale, mournful 00:02:34.650 --> 00:02:37.210 reflection gazes back at them from the depths 00:02:37.210 --> 00:02:41.250 before dissolving into ripples of darkness. And 00:02:41.250 --> 00:02:44.969 then there's the phantom pick -up truck, a nightmarish 00:02:44.969 --> 00:02:48.560 encounter you won't soon forget. Drivers brave 00:02:48.560 --> 00:02:51.080 or foolish enough to travel Clinton Road after 00:02:51.080 --> 00:02:54.539 dark often find themselves pursued by an old, 00:02:54.840 --> 00:02:58.500 battered, black truck. It emerges from nowhere, 00:02:59.280 --> 00:03:02.560 engines growling like a beast, headlights glaring 00:03:02.560 --> 00:03:06.159 into your mirrors so bright they blind you momentarily. 00:03:06.979 --> 00:03:10.759 It creeps closer, inches from your bumper, as 00:03:10.759 --> 00:03:13.340 if trying to push you into a terrifying fate. 00:03:13.800 --> 00:03:16.960 Your heart pounds, your knuckles whiten as you 00:03:16.960 --> 00:03:21.060 grip the wheel. Then, without any warning, no 00:03:21.060 --> 00:03:25.659 sudden turns, no squeal of tires, the truck vanishes. 00:03:25.879 --> 00:03:30.460 Gone without a trace. One terrified soul recounted 00:03:30.460 --> 00:03:33.240 how this phantom nearly forced him off the road 00:03:33.240 --> 00:03:37.060 into the gaping maw of the forest, only to disappear 00:03:37.060 --> 00:03:41.120 into thin air. When he dared to stop and check 00:03:41.120 --> 00:03:44.639 behind him, he found nothing. Not even the faintest 00:03:44.639 --> 00:03:48.300 trace of tire tracks or disturbed dust. Yes, 00:03:48.759 --> 00:03:52.139 Clinton Road may only stretch for 10 miles, but 00:03:52.139 --> 00:03:55.960 its nightmares seem endless, each dark mile carrying 00:03:55.960 --> 00:04:00.300 secrets whispered only by those brave or unlucky 00:04:00.300 --> 00:04:05.500 enough to travel its cursed path. But it ain't 00:04:05.500 --> 00:04:08.159 just haints and hollow -eyed ghosts wandering 00:04:08.159 --> 00:04:12.199 Clinton Road. Deep in them, twisted woods lies 00:04:12.199 --> 00:04:16.079 what's left across castle or what used to be 00:04:16.079 --> 00:04:21.100 it. Built in 1905, they say it was a grand thing 00:04:21.100 --> 00:04:24.459 once, sitting proud among the trees like it owned 00:04:24.459 --> 00:04:28.079 the forest. But time don't care about pride. 00:04:29.100 --> 00:04:32.360 The stone began to crumble, the roof gave up, 00:04:32.720 --> 00:04:36.379 and by the 1980s, the local law had most of it 00:04:36.379 --> 00:04:40.889 torn down. Too many kids getting busted up or 00:04:40.889 --> 00:04:45.269 worse Thing is the castle didn't just fall apart 00:04:45.269 --> 00:04:49.290 it rotted from the inside out Folks who dared 00:04:49.290 --> 00:04:52.310 step into the ruins whispered about symbols etched 00:04:52.310 --> 00:04:56.050 in soot and ash Marks that didn't look Christian 00:04:56.050 --> 00:05:00.949 if you catch my meaning Some called it witchcraft 00:05:00.949 --> 00:05:05.069 Others said it was something darker one boy came 00:05:05.069 --> 00:05:08.120 back speaking in tongues Eyes rolled back white 00:05:08.120 --> 00:05:12.519 as bleached bone. Others just collapsed, seizureing, 00:05:12.800 --> 00:05:16.680 mouths foaming like rabid dogs. And then there's 00:05:16.680 --> 00:05:20.800 that place folks call the Druidic Temple. History 00:05:20.800 --> 00:05:23.600 books claim it's just an old iron smelter from 00:05:23.600 --> 00:05:27.699 the 1800s. But stories travel faster than facts 00:05:27.699 --> 00:05:31.600 out here. Locals whisper it's a gathering place 00:05:31.600 --> 00:05:34.279 for robed figures that move like shadows through 00:05:34.279 --> 00:05:37.870 the fog. They come when the moon's hid, chanting 00:05:37.870 --> 00:05:40.910 in tongues no human tongue should ever speak. 00:05:41.550 --> 00:05:45.129 Animals turn up nearby, gutted like game, but 00:05:45.129 --> 00:05:49.589 left behind, eyes wide in terror. Campers who 00:05:49.589 --> 00:05:53.829 pitch tents too close. They hear voices, not 00:05:53.829 --> 00:05:57.370 words, just sounds, floating through the trees. 00:05:58.089 --> 00:06:01.110 One fella swore he saw figures circling the fire 00:06:01.110 --> 00:06:04.480 at night. And every time he blinked, they was 00:06:04.480 --> 00:06:08.740 closer. A woman said she felt watched for hours, 00:06:08.959 --> 00:06:11.879 only to turn and catch eyes staring at her from 00:06:11.879 --> 00:06:16.220 the brush, glowing, unblinking, and too high 00:06:16.220 --> 00:06:18.959 off the ground to belong to anything natural. 00:06:20.040 --> 00:06:23.519 Even the law won't laugh off Clinton Road. In 00:06:23.519 --> 00:06:27.899 1983, a cyclist riding them backwoods trails 00:06:27.899 --> 00:06:31.579 stumbled across something awful. a corpse laid 00:06:31.579 --> 00:06:35.259 out like a warning. Turns out it was one of Richard 00:06:35.259 --> 00:06:39.519 Kuklinski's victims, the Iceman himself, that 00:06:39.519 --> 00:06:43.360 contract killer with a freezer for a soul. Clinton 00:06:43.360 --> 00:06:48.019 Road wasn't just haunted, it was used, used by 00:06:48.019 --> 00:06:51.360 things not of this world and men who were worse 00:06:51.360 --> 00:06:55.459 than monsters. So if you ever find yourself driving 00:06:55.459 --> 00:06:58.920 that cursed stretch, Keep your headlights low, 00:06:59.180 --> 00:07:02.100 your doors locked, and don't stop for nothing. 00:07:03.240 --> 00:07:06.240 Because on Clinton Road, not everything that 00:07:06.240 --> 00:07:11.220 follows you is dead. Even now, after all these 00:07:11.220 --> 00:07:15.480 years, folks keep coming back with stories. Fresh 00:07:15.480 --> 00:07:18.639 ones. Things that don't line up with the way 00:07:18.639 --> 00:07:22.560 the world's supposed to work. Paranormal investigators 00:07:22.560 --> 00:07:25.720 have taken to calling Clinton Road a thin place. 00:07:26.089 --> 00:07:29.170 where the veil between this world and the next 00:07:29.170 --> 00:07:33.870 is paper fragile. They've caught EVPs, clears 00:07:33.870 --> 00:07:37.029 a bell in the hiss of the static, voices that 00:07:37.029 --> 00:07:40.730 weren't there, saying things like leave or turn 00:07:40.730 --> 00:07:45.029 around. Some even caught laughter, hot -pitched 00:07:45.029 --> 00:07:50.170 and childlike, coming from empty woods. GPS units 00:07:50.170 --> 00:07:53.589 twist folks in circles. Radios give off nothing 00:07:53.589 --> 00:07:56.629 but garbled humps or cut out completely like 00:07:56.629 --> 00:08:00.250 they've been swallowed whole. Cell phones might 00:08:00.250 --> 00:08:03.350 as well be paperweights, but it ain't just tech. 00:08:03.850 --> 00:08:07.430 People change too. One woman said her breath 00:08:07.430 --> 00:08:10.569 got short, like the air itself turned thick, 00:08:10.970 --> 00:08:14.430 like it didn't want to be breathed. Others describe 00:08:14.430 --> 00:08:17.310 the sensation of eyes pressing in on them from 00:08:17.310 --> 00:08:21.529 every direction. The forest watching, waiting. 00:08:22.009 --> 00:08:25.069 And then there's the thing seen just beyond the 00:08:25.069 --> 00:08:28.730 tree line. Massive creatures, too big to be bear 00:08:28.730 --> 00:08:32.129 or buck, moving low and slow through the brush. 00:08:32.710 --> 00:08:36.309 Folks have seen red eyes blinking in pairs, up 00:08:36.309 --> 00:08:40.330 high, like eight feet up. One man said he heard 00:08:40.330 --> 00:08:43.990 something breathe behind his car, a deep, wet 00:08:43.990 --> 00:08:46.909 growl. But when he looked, there was nothing 00:08:46.909 --> 00:08:51.029 but mist and shadow. And then it gets weirder. 00:08:51.279 --> 00:08:55.240 Some say time don't run straight on Clinton Road. 00:08:55.919 --> 00:08:58.559 One fella claimed he drove the whole 10 mile 00:08:58.559 --> 00:09:01.860 stretch in five minutes flat, without speeding, 00:09:02.440 --> 00:09:06.139 without stopping, like the road bent time itself. 00:09:07.220 --> 00:09:09.980 Another swears he passed the same car twice, 00:09:10.740 --> 00:09:13.980 only he was the only one out there. His dash 00:09:13.980 --> 00:09:18.100 cam recorded nothing but static during both passes. 00:09:18.570 --> 00:09:21.610 It's like the road don't just twist through the 00:09:21.610 --> 00:09:25.809 woods, it twists through reality. So if you ever 00:09:25.809 --> 00:09:29.889 find yourself out there, watch the clock, watch 00:09:29.889 --> 00:09:33.889 the road, and for the love of God, don't look 00:09:33.889 --> 00:09:37.370 too long into the trees. Something might just 00:09:37.370 --> 00:09:43.789 look back. Now, maybe, just maybe, all these 00:09:43.789 --> 00:09:47.009 tales are nothing but the wild rambling of lonesome 00:09:47.009 --> 00:09:50.190 travelers. Maybe it's just what happens when 00:09:50.190 --> 00:09:53.970 darkness distance and a little fear settle heavy 00:09:53.970 --> 00:09:57.809 on the mind Could be a trick of the light or 00:09:57.809 --> 00:10:01.830 the imagination But if you ask the locals they'll 00:10:01.830 --> 00:10:05.710 lean in close eyes shift into the trees and say 00:10:05.710 --> 00:10:10.129 real quiet Don't go down Clinton Road after dark 00:10:10.129 --> 00:10:14.289 Too many things that shouldn't happen do too 00:10:14.289 --> 00:10:17.340 many folks come back different or don't come 00:10:17.340 --> 00:10:20.399 back at all. Whether it's spirits drifting in 00:10:20.399 --> 00:10:24.360 the mist, cults that never quite went away, cold 00:10:24.360 --> 00:10:28.340 -blooded killers, or something older, deeper, 00:10:28.899 --> 00:10:32.919 and far less human hiding in them woods. One 00:10:32.919 --> 00:10:36.940 thing's certain, Clinton Road remembers. And 00:10:36.940 --> 00:10:40.539 don't forget who's crossed its path. Not everyone 00:10:40.539 --> 00:10:43.899 who goes down that road makes it out. Some leave 00:10:43.899 --> 00:10:48.759 pieces behind. Some never leave at all. So what 00:10:48.759 --> 00:10:52.179 do you think's haunting Clinton Road? Just spooky 00:10:52.179 --> 00:10:56.279 stories and backwards legends? Or is there truly 00:10:56.279 --> 00:10:59.600 something wicked out there waiting? Drop your 00:10:59.600 --> 00:11:02.759 theory in the comments. And if you've ever dared 00:11:02.759 --> 00:11:05.440 to set foot on that cursed stretch, we want to 00:11:05.440 --> 00:11:10.039 hear what you saw. Or what saw you. Don't forget 00:11:10.039 --> 00:11:13.990 to like, subscribe, and tap that bell. so you 00:11:13.990 --> 00:11:17.730 never miss our next spine -crawling tale. And 00:11:17.730 --> 00:11:21.850 remember, keep your eyes on the road. Don't stop 00:11:21.850 --> 00:11:24.830 for nothing, because the worst thing on Clinton 00:11:24.830 --> 00:11:28.870 Road ain't what you see. It's what follows you 00:11:28.870 --> 00:11:29.210 home.