Urban Legend Tap Tap Tap
This is a well circulated Urban Legend, and there are many versions of it out there.
The version that I heard as a kid went something like this: A newlywed couple were driving toward their honeymoon destination ( a small secluded chalet),on a little country road. There were nothing but trees surrounding them and could see no lights except for the light from the moon. They felt like they were driving in circles and after a while they ran out of gas. No matter how many times the husband tried to start the car, nothing would happen. The husband told his wife to lock herself in the car and he would walk back to the nearest highway to call for help or buy some gas.
Every shadow she saw and every noise she heard made her shake with fear. Hours passed and she still had not heard from her husband. Pretty soon she started hearing a tap, tap, tap on the roof of her car, but was just too afraid to open the door. The tapping sound was rhythmic and eventually put her to sleep. She awoke the next morning to some hushed voices. She looked over and noticed her husband was not there, she glanced at her watch and saw that it was 8am, but what perplexed her was that there was no light coming in from outside, the windows seemed to have been blacked out.
She could hear sirens in the distance and they became louder. A voice over an intercom announced that they were the police. They asked if there was anyone in the car and she honked the horn in answer. They instructed her to walk out of the car, but not to look back, just walk toward their voice. As she walked out of the car, a feeling of doom overcame her, she felt that she had to look back. She ignored the officer’s commands and turned around. She saw the car was covered in dried blood and when she looked up she found her husband’s body hanging upside down from the tree. All of the blood from his body drained out onto the car.
The tree in the above picture is off of Hwy 307 in Kraemer. We traveled this road many times when I was younger and I occasionally do now. As a child I would ask my mom or dad to slow down so I could look around the tree for the scary man that killed the young husband, because I was sure this was the tree the story originated from. I guess there always was a detective in me, because I sure thought that I would be the one to catch him! lol