When I was a teenager, I used to explore the roads that surrounded my town. There was not much to do in my town and driving around listening to music helped when days were harder. I would do this pretty frequently and each time I went out I made sure to explore a new area, and when I say explore I really just mean driving down roads I have never been down. Before I go further I feel like I should give context to what my town is like.The Town of Maine is a really historic town. When you are there that is probably the last thing you would think because nothing ever goes on there, and there is not really anything except an elementary school, a small playground, a dollar store and what not. The only activity you see on a daily basis is people going to and coming back from work, and perhaps going to Church. A few festivities here and there for holidays but almost every day of the year is the same, relatively lifeless. When I moved to Maine in 5th grade, all of my new school friends immediately would tell me that things were just weird around here, and if you are ever here, it definitely gives off that vibe. The town that directly stems off of the main road is the most historic part of the town, which expands out pretty far into a separate county. Old old houses, some remarkably pretty. Anyways, I decided to take a relatively common route that most people from the town has probably taken before, including myself, which stems off this more historic part of town. But like I said the goal I had was to just find new areas of the town so the first thing I did was look for a road that stemmed off of the road I was on, because although I have been down this road before, it was the first time I ever bothered to look deeper in to this area. It was a rather scenic and unproblematic drive for quite a while, but it was late afternoon and it started to get dark. I started driving by this hill but and I could not really see the top or the other side from the road. On the horizon of this hill was fairly bright light, which I did not question at all because although it was late fall, it wasn't unheard of for people to have bonfires and such around town. I slow down just a bit to get a better look and it felt like seconds after slowing down, 3 trucks, all old and beat up came from the overgrown dirt road that led down the hill. Once again, I wasn't super bothered by this but I certainly didn't want them to be suspicious of my observing. I pick up the pace a bit, but so did they. I now start to panic a little bit, worried that they are following me, and there just was no way they weren't. Although the area was unfamiliar to me, I knew the general area I was in relative to where the main roads of the town were and so for every turn I took, and they took the same, it became very alarming to me. This is because, to shake them off, I started just taking turn after turn, trying to randomize each one to sort of prove to myself this is merely coincidence, yet they were there every single turn of the way. I couldn't see into their trucks from my mirror, likely because they remained a reasonable distance from me, but still undoubtedly following me. I keep driving and driving until finally I lose them. However, now, I have absolutely no idea where I am. It was about 30 minutes since they began following me and because of my random turning, I lost all understanding of where I ended up relative to the areas I was familiar with. So, the obvious choice I made was to just go on my phone's GPS and direct me back home, and that is exactly what I did. The first few directions that the GPS gave me were normal, and although the sky was maybe another 30 mins til dark, I started to get a sense that I know where I am going, or at least I am back to that understanding of which way takes me towards the main roads, but I still decided to follow the GPS just to be sure. And just like that everything felt unfamiliar again. I blindly followed the GPS until it takes me down a road I certainly never heard of and my phone was telling me I was only about 5 mins from my house and this just could NOT be true. I don't feel like I have to explain why that is weird, but just in case, I was absolutely certain I knew every possible place I could be, to be 5 mins from my house, and where it was taking me was just not right. Yet, like an idiot I decide to follow it anyways. I take the turn and follow it down to an obvious dead end. Like, I am talking, there is no more road, but strangely enough there was no signage saying that it was in fact a dead end. I pull over around where the road ends and am just sitting for a moment, sort of stricken with confusion, until my phone instructs me to proceed to the route. Immediately I get nervous, for one, because it was getting dark quickly and also, the road I was on was essentially blackened with forest and obviously this was just way too messed up. There were houses along the road but something about it was just wrong. It was now dark enough to need to turn on my headlights, which illuminate the area where the road had ended and what I saw was probably just a huge coincidence but there was a road, well sort of. It was a dirt path that was terribly overgrown in shrubs and vegetation. Looked like a trail of some sort but it was certainly not something I could take the car down. I begin to turn around and my phone instructs me multiple times to drive down the path and as I turn away it is instructing me to turn back around and proceed down the road. I was maniacally trying to grab my phone from where I had set it in the car as I drove away to turn the GPS off because all of this was getting way too overwhelming for me. I successfully turned the GPS off and just drove until I found something I recognized. I made it home no problem, maybe 20 mins later. Whether or not these two instances were related to each other, I finally had my own story.