Not sure if this qualifies as a ghost story...
In September 2013 me and a friend traveled to the US, to go on a road trip. I'd say about a good week into our trip, we had visited Zion National Park and were staying in a hotel close to the park, in Springdale. On our last day there, the weather was quite bad, definitely not fun to go hiking in. So we decided to drive to St. George to go shopping instead. My friend, being a guy, wasn't too thrilled about it, but he agreed there wasn't much else to do.
After spending the day shopping, we had dinner and then headed back to our hotel. It was about an hour's drive and it was dark already. I don't remember where exactly we were driving, but the road was deserted and the area was dotted with patches of mist here and there. It wasn't foggy though, visibility was still good. All of a sudden I got this feeling of dread and unease. I just felt like we needed to keep driving and get out of there as fast as we could. I never had such an overwhelming feeling that there was something wrong with that area. I just wanted to curl up in the fetal position and hide from the world. My friend was driving and I decided not to say anything, maybe it was all in my head?
The feeling lasted for a good 10 minutes and slowly disappeared as we got further away. As we got to the hotel I casually mentioned that that particular area freaked me out. To my surprise he said he had felt it too! He said: "I don't know what it was but I felt so uncomfortable, like something evil would suddenly jump out at us. All I wanted was to get out of there as soon as we could."
I was relieved it wasn't my imagination, but it did make me curious. I wish I had written down what exact road we were on, so I could do some research on the area. It's a long shot, but if anybody knows anything about the history this area between Springdale and St. George that could explain that feeling of dread, any feedback would be welcomed.