My friends and I were hanging out and one of them told us the usual haunted story about a road. We were all bored so we decided to go check it out. We got about halfway down the road and decided to turn around, but right as we turned around the car went dead. I didn't think it was too spooky, but when my friend's cell went dead too it got a little creepy.
We sat there for a minute until the driver said, "Uh... The light... Is back..." We thought he was kidding until we turned around and saw a single motorcycle light flashing on and off. Three of my friends got out and two of them started screaming for voices to get out of their heads. One brought a golf club with him and he started swinging it wildly. My other friend and I were going to stay in the car, but when we heard the insanely loud motorcycle noise we decided it was time to bail.
We got out and we started to run while the light got closer, then one of my friends started shouting, "The lights, can you see them?" while trying to run into the woods he then said, "They're smiling at me..." We grabbed him and kept running. The motorcycle light reached the car then turned red.
We finally made it back to town and the cops wouldn't let us in the station because they thought we were high. We finally convinced them to go jump us off. We made it back to the car and my friend and I heard the cycle engine again, but the cops couldn't. They were saying, "Stop playing with us..." then they got scared and said, "Let's get the - out of here..." We all left, but a second cop car got there when we were leaving and said he'd go check it out. We've never been back.
It was about 2 years ago and we all saw and remember it. I have other creepy stories, however, none compare to what we saw that night.