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I was sitting at the bus stop one day, heading into work. As I'm sitting on the bench, with headphones in, some guy stands up and waves at me to get my attention. I've seen him before; he's usually at the bus stop at the same time as I am on most days, but we've never talked until now. I take out my earbuds, and he points at the ground behind me and says with a smile on his face "Are you gonna finish that?"
I look back where he's pointing, and there's a dirty shoe on the ground behind me. The joke didn't quite land, but just to be polite I said "Haha, it's all yours". He takes a step over toward the shoe and gently nudges it with his foot, and then lets out an "Oh fuck". I turn to look at the shoe again, and that's when I realize that it's not empty. There's a whole severed foot in the shoe, with flies and maggots starting to make a home in the stump.
We called the cops who came out, taped off the bus stop and took down our statements, and then I've never heard anything else about the situation since then. I never found a news story about the foot, no follow-up from the PD about it, nothing. The bus stop was open the next day. Never saw that guy at the bus stop again after that, either; no clue if he was involved in the foot situation or if it just shook him so hard that he changed his route to work.
I was not ready for that turn of events
Strange things were afoot.