00:00If this ice cream truck stops on your street, your children are already in danger.
00:05Recently, in my town of Willow Creek, a strange ice cream truck began showing up late at night.
00:11It started on June 3rd, 2024. Every night around 11.30pm, that old white truck parks
00:18under the flickering streetlight on Maple Drive. It plays a slow, broken version of
00:23Pop Goes the Weasel. The man driving it is huge, sweaty, with oily skin, a yellow-stained shirt,
00:30and a wide smile that never moves. No one knows his name. Last week, I noticed my nine-year-old son,
00:37Eli, sneaking out through his window. On Friday, June 7th, I followed him. He walked straight to
00:43the truck like he'd done it before. But the man didn't hand him ice cream. He gave him a small
00:48glass jar, filled with a black, wiggling thing. I ran and grabbed Eli's arm. He clutched the jar
00:54tightly and whispered, He said this will help me see her again. Who? I asked. Mom, he said. My wife,
01:01Rachel, died in a car accident last year. I looked into the jar. Something inside blinked. I dropped
01:06it in fear. It vanished in smoke. The truck? Gone. No sound. No marks. Since that night, Eli doesn't
01:12talk. But I hear him whisper at night. Guys, let me know if you want part two.
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