She Vanished in a Gas Station Bathroom—But Her iPhone Kept Posting Selfies for Days

Amber Sloan had her whole life ahead of her—23 years old, an aspiring designer moving from Ohio to start fresh in Los Angeles. Somewhere outside Gallup, New Mexico, she pulled off I-40 to a run-down gas station with flickering neon lights and a dusty parking lot. It was supposed to be just a quick bathroom break.

Surveillance footage showed Amber walking into the women’s restroom at 2:39 PM. She never came out.

Her car sat untouched. Engine off. Her bags, snacks, and charger still inside. At first, police assumed she wandered off. Until her iPhone started uploading selfies—new ones.

Photos began appearing on her Instagram. Amber’s face looked strained, her eyes confused, as if she were trying to say something through the image. Behind her, in the warped mirror, strange things lurked—dark shapes, shadows that didn’t match her body.

One post had a caption:

“He likes when I look at him. Please don’t forget me.”

Over the next three days, more images surfaced. One with her phone’s screen cracked. Another where she held up a lipstick-streaked mirror with the words: “I’m still here.”

Friends and followers were baffled. Had she been kidnapped? Was it an elaborate hoax?

Then the final post appeared: Amber’s trembling hand, drenched in some dark substance, holding the phone. In the mirror’s reflection, a figure towered over her. Vaguely human. No face. No eyes.

Within 24 hours, a lightning storm hit the area. The old gas station—abandoned just months earlier—was struck and burned down to its foundation.

Investigators never found Amber. No trace of the phone. But some travelers who stop near Exit 263 still report receiving random AirDrop requests, always from a device named:
“HESEESYOU_3:17AM”

And sometimes, just sometimes… the photo waiting to be accepted is of Amber, still in that bathroom, still waiting.