A gripping journey on the haunted path of Solok-Padang

This is a horror story about a harrowing experience when passing through a notoriously haunted path. It's a story I'll never be able to forget. Never imagined, a seemingly ordinary journey could become an endless long journey on haunted trails.

This story happened on May 1, 2017. The clock on my phone showed 22:00 when my father and I were driving on the Solok route to Padang. That night, the air outside was very cold and the streets were very quiet. There were no lights all the way. Only the lights of our car broke the darkness of the night.

I had wanted to take a break, but became afraid to let my father drive by himself. It started to rain, making it even more difficult to see the road, especially since his vision had begun to decrease and the road had no lights at all.

When I opened Google Maps to check the route, it was raining heavier. Dad checked the rearview mirror several times, as if to make sure there were other vehicles on the road, but there were none. The street is very quiet, and the trees on both sides of the road add to the tense impression.

The journey continued, and now we passed a path flanked by large trees with a steep ravine behind it. My father's complaint that his eyesight was getting worse worried me. However, suddenly there was a bright light from a white car that appeared out of nowhere, then passed us and turned on the lights very brightly, helping dad see the road ahead.

We followed the car for a few minutes, but I felt something strange. My eyes were heavy, but I tried to stay awake. When the white car turned left, I prevented my father from following it because I knew there were no turns on the road. Dad stepped on the brakes and looked shaken.

I reminded my father that this road should be straight without intersections. I opened Google Maps to make sure, and indeed, there were no turns. I offered my father mineral water to help calm him down. Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the white mist enveloped the street, making the atmosphere even more sinister.

Then, there was the sound of women crying from behind the trees, which immediately turned into a terrible scream. Dad immediately stepped on the gas and we left the place. After calming down a bit, dad asked me if I saw the car turning left, and I nodded.

Father looked agitated and revealed that the road to our left was an abyss. He said that he didn't know why he wanted to follow the white car, as if he was half unconscious. If I hadn't stopped it, maybe we would have been in another world.

My nape hair stood up at dad's explanation. Although I know this path, I have never experienced anything scary like this before. Father explained that this road is notoriously haunted because of many accidents, victims entering ravines, and missing cars.

Since that incident, I have never wanted to fall asleep during the trip because of trauma. The road from Solok to Padang does cross the forest with cliffs and ravines on both sides, without bends or intersections. It's a horror experience I won't forget.

This story is a rocking horror experience when passing through a notoriously haunted path. That trip will always linger in my mind, and I would never have imagined how it could have turned into an ordinary trip turned into a harrowing experience on a haunted road.

It all started on May 1, 2017. At that time, around 22:00, I was on my way with my father, driving from Solok to Padang. The night air was so cold, and the streets were very quiet without lighting. Only the glare of our car lights illuminated the darkness. I thought about resting for a while, but suddenly fear began to creep in as it rained, making it even more difficult for my father to see the road. Plus, dad's vision is not as good as before.

When I opened the phone to check the map, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Dad looked in the rearview mirror several times, looking for signs of other vehicles, but the road was completely empty. The right and left of the road are filled with large trees that look creepy.

A few kilometers later, we passed a more challenging section of the road, with large trees on both sides and steep ravines behind it. Father looked worried because his eyesight was getting worse. That's when a white car suddenly popped up from behind, overtook us, and turned on the very bright lights. It helped dad see the road ahead better.

We followed the white car, which made us feel a little safer. However, anxiety began to bother me. It feels hard to stay awake. The white car then turned left, but I knew there was no turn on this road. I hurriedly told dad not to follow him, and dad immediately stepped on the brakes. He looked surprised and puzzled.

I affirmed to my father that this road was straight without intersections. Father looked uneasy, and then suddenly there was the sound of women crying from behind the trees. The cry immediately turned into a terrible scream that made the hair stand up. Dad immediately stepped on the accelerator, and we drove away from the place.

After calming down, my father asked me if I saw the white car that turned left. I nodded, but also reminded that there are no turns on this road. My father explained that the road to our left was a ravine, and he didn't understand why he felt compelled to follow the car. If I hadn't stopped it, we might have plunged into the abyss.

My nape hair stood up at dad's explanation. Dad admitted that this road is indeed haunted, and there are often accidents and cases of missing vehicles. Since that night, I have never wanted to sleep during the trip because of trauma. The road from Solok to Padang is notoriously dangerous, with cliffs and ravines along the way.

It's a horror experience I'll always remember. I am grateful that my father and I had a good night, even though the sound of screams and the eerie atmosphere still haunt me today.