A few years back, while coming home one night on the bike I saw something that haunts me to this day.
It was about 11pm when Kenny and I pulled up to the last traffic light on our route home. Under the hum of the street lamp the two of us sat there at the red light with no other cars around. What we saw could not be immediately explained away. I’d never seen anything like it before or since.
We both looked at each other with a “what the hell…?” expression, unable to make heads or tails of what we saw. Strewn through the 3-way intersection, were hundreds and hundreds of golden brown pancakes. There were no cartons or wrappers or containers, just… pancakes. It was the damnedest thing!
- How did they get there?
- Who was carrying them and why?
- Is the truth out there or will I be left to wonder for all eternity?!
Do you have any theories on the pancakes? Have you ever spotted anything strangely unexplainable on the road?