Aaron Mahnke

It all began with a terrible accident.

Oregon, you see, is logging country, and there was always work to be done at the local lumber mill.

Trees to mill, sawdust to sweep, wood to chip.

It's back-breaking labor, involving a lot of pretty dangerous machinery.

The kind of machinery that could easily suck you in if you weren't careful.

They say that one night, a logger was hard at work when something went very wrong, and he was maimed beyond recognition.

An ambulance sped to the scene and haphazardly wrapped the man in bandages before rushing him toward the hospital.

Tragically, though, they would never arrive.

As the ambulance sped alongside the winding coastline of Highway 101, a rock slide poured into the road, burying the ambulance in the rubble.

Emergency workers fought tirelessly to dig it out, but when they finally did, they found the ambulance driver dead, and the poor logger, all wrapped in bandages?

Well, he had vanished without a trace.

But not for long, because soon, the sightings began.

In one story, a young couple had parked off the 101 for a little alone time, so to speak.

Which, look, if you've ever heard an urban legend or seen a horror movie, you already know it's a bad idea.

Soon, the couple peeked out the back window and were terrified to see a looming man banging on the glass.

Oh, and his most notable feature?

He was entirely wrapped in bloody bandages.

In another story, a man was driving down 101 on a long, lonely night when he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye.

Turning to look over his shoulder, he saw a figure hunched in the back of his pickup bed, all wrapped in bandages like a mummy.

In the words of Mike Helm, who published the most thorough account of this story in his book Oregon Ghosts and Legends,