It was pitch black and 2 AM was approaching. My fiancé and I were in the middle of nowhere and had been driving for maybe ten to twelve hours straight. We needed to stop and rest. Along the dark highway we spotted the much needed blue sign for the rest area with bathrooms so we decided to stop. I had been to quite a few rest stops in many states as we were driving from the West coast to the East coast. This one was pretty dinky. We pulled into the small parking lot expecting a few truckers to be there, but instead it consisted of only a few parking spots and a single building. There was an old beat up car parked right in front of the building. Although both sun visors were pulled down I could tell it was two men. They were sitting inside staring at us as we pulled up two or three spots to the left. I had this eerie feeling come over me as I looked around and there were no streetlights. The only light was from one dimly lit stationary bulb attached to the front of the tiny building. The entrances were on either side. One for men and one for women. I wanted to go one at a time to the bathroom so he could watch and make sure no one followed me also so no one messed with our car. I had seen enough Forensic Files and crime shows to know we could actually be in a dangerous situation. He said he couldn't wait so we both proceeded to the restrooms. The men's was around the left side of the building and the women's was right around the first corner. I proceeded inside and went to find the best looking stall. The floors and walls were a dark, cold concrete. There wasn't much light coming from the bulb above the sink. It looked as if it hadn't been changed in years and was about to expire. The door to the building was one of those big metal ones with vents at the lower half. The small doors on the stalls were even more revealing. It really felt like a scene out of a bad horror film. I used the restroom quickly and in the back of my mind I created an escape plan in my head. I told myself I was being silly and paranoid. Then my heart dropped as I listened. They started up the walkway towards the women's restroom. I heard two sets of footsteps shuffling closer to the door. I waited by the back of the door until I heard my fiancé emerge from the men's room. I shoved opened the door loudly calling his name. I think I caught them off guard, giving me time to hurry past the men. Grabbing his hand as we cautiously but quickly walked to our car. I remember taking a picture of the license plate just in case we encountered them again along our route. I can't say exactly what their intentions were but I can only imagine they weren't good since there were two of them and one of me and clearly they were going to try and enter the women's bathroom with me in there.
