"This took place in Phoenix, Arizona in the mid-1990s, told to me by one of my best friends," reports Styles. "He was out at a party on the south side of Phoenix. If you lived there, you know that once the sun set, it really got dark. Not having a good time and tired, he left the party. This is where it gets crazy! Not being a drinker nor a storyteller, he stated, 'I was heading north on 7th St. about 2 a.m. As I approached Basline Rd., I could see to my left a line of cop cars racing at high speeds going south on Central Ave. Then I saw what look like a child cross the road into the median into the bushes. I slowed to a stop and rolled down my window. What I saw scared the hell out of me...!'" What was it? As you can tell from the title, it wasn't a child or a cute little puppy dog. Read the rest of Styles' story.
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