I decided to visit Africa, It was August, I decided to go by sea so some days later, I went in a ship that was going to Africa and I was quite happy as I thought I would have a very good time there but I was quite wrong.
A man called James approached me and said, "The place the ship will probably stop was used by a cult, I remember it was a temple, the cult probably killed five kids or more".
I said, "That was probably a very scary event" and he said, "Locals say that these kids are now haunting this place and they look for new victims".
That somewhat scared me because he said "new victims", so I asked, "Did they had previous victims", He said "Most likely", now I don't really believe in demons and all that so I thought the guy was probably joking.
So I asked, "Are you joking man?" and he said, "I tell you what the Locals say", after a few hours we arrived, we went out of the ship and James approached me and said, "Do you want to go to a cafe?", I said, "Why?", he said "That's what we do to visitors, we want to make them feel a bit good", I agreed and we get in James' car.
He was driving and after a few minutes we were at the cafe, we went out of the car and went inside the cafe, some people were inside and they looked at me with a strange somewhat evil grin.
I told James why most of them were looking at me like that and he said, "They are a bit stupid, don't bother much with them".
I looked outside and saw a small junkyard, there were many destroyed and rusted cars, along with a rusted truck.
James came and I understood that he understood what I was thinking, he said "It was used as a big van in the mid 1950's, now it's pretty much rusted".
I saw a truck coming towards the cafe, it was an extended cab truck, a 1941 Chevy COE Truck probably.
It's windows were a bit broken and it was pretty rusted, after some minutes it stopped and a man came out of it.
He came inside the cafe, and said "Hey James!", James answered by saying "Hey Jack, what are you doing dude?", They were like old friends.
James introduced me to that dude which I learned was called Michael, I asked him about that strange cult and he said, "Many say that these kids are haunting this place, they mostly kill visitors like you, be careful dude!".
I said, "I mostly don't believe in these things, can you prove it to me what you say? Let's go and call these kids and I will say if they are haunting most of this place", James said, "Why?", he looked pretty scared but I thought that countries like Africa had superstitious people, so I ironically said, "Come on kids scare us, prove that you are here!", Most of the people in the cafe looked scared like I had waken up a monster.
Michael said, "You stupid fool, what have you done!", I said, "Do you really believe in these things?", then I saw the rusty truck driving, seemingly without a driver.
The extended cab truck also started to drive, a Volkswagen SUV, also started to drive, along with a very old 1955 Ford Pickup Truck, a 1951 Chevy Truck came too.
It was pretty strange, Michael said, "Stupid Asshole!", I said "Are they haunted by the kids?", he was angry and I could understand why, I would also probably be angry if I was in his position but that all was strange to me, I used to live in a city and not in a mostly superstitious village.
The Extended cab truck crashed James' car, when James realized what happened, he angrily went out of the cafe and started to angrily screaming towards the truck who was driving, James was running after it but he probably couldn't catch up to it.
The rusty truck came and ran James over, it most likely killed him, Michael who had the extended cab truck looked a bit sad, probably because his truck killed his friend.
Michael grabbed a shotgun and told, "Stay here, I will try to stop these stupid trucks!", so he did, he went out of the cafe and started shooting the Ford Pickup Truck, he blew one of it's tires, causing it to fall in a small lake nearby.
The extended cab truck started driving towards him, but James jumped out of it's way, after that he came back inside.
He told that he will try to call the police, but then most of us realized that the trucks had managed somehow to cut the Internet Connection, I was pretty scared at that point.
The design of the rusty truck made me feel scared it had something about it's design that was scary, I probably can't describe it.
Eventually, we managed to fix an old phone and call the police, some minutes later the police arrived, the policemen started to shoot the trucks.
They probably thought that criminals were driving the trucks, but when they realized they they seemingly didn't had a driver, they were scared too, but continued shooting at them.
The extended cab truck killed some policemen but a policeman managed to call a police helicopter before he was killed.
That scared me, I felt that these trucks could crash at the cafe and seemingly kill us whenever they wanted.
Some minutes later the helicopter arrived, most of us were scared but then we gathered almost all our courage and we went out of the cafe and started running towards the helicopter, most of us managed to get in but some were killed, the rusty truck saw us escaping and it started driving towards the helicopter with a great speed but the helicopter flew away causing the truck to fall off the mountain, yeah the cafe was probably in a mountain.
The truck disappeared by the darkness of the jungle it was falling, fog was almost everywhere.
A policeman in the helicopter said, "We are going back to where the ship is", I felt a bit good but then I realized that many trucks were there too however we successfully managed to get in the ship and escaped, so I could now be able to write what happened.