Local places.
Bad nights.
Eleven original fictional ghost stories set in recognizable places around San Diego County and Southern California. The locations are real. The hauntings are ours.
These are not claims about real hauntings or real people. They are bedtime stories for adults who like familiar roads, neighborhoods and landmarks with something slightly wrong hiding in the dark.
Original Night StoryThe Demon of Del Webb
A red mobility scooter. A silent retirement community. And one rule: if you hear it at 2:13 a.m., don’t look outside.
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EncinitasThe Red Light on Coast Highway
A bicycle light appears after midnight, always moving north and always just ahead.
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La JollaThe House Above La Jolla Cove
One upstairs window turns on every night. The house has been empty for years.
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PowayThe Empty Chair at Lake Poway
A folding chair appears before dawn. Anyone who sits down hears footsteps behind them.
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CoronadoThe Last Ferry to Coronado
A passenger boards the last ferry on foggy nights. Nobody ever sees her get off.
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JulianThe Bell at 3:03 A.M.
A bell rings from an abandoned orchard. If you answer it, your own voice answers back.
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Sunset CliffsThe Last Bench at Sunset Cliffs
If someone is sitting there after midnight, don’t let them make you stop.
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Old TownThe Upstairs Room in Old Town
The light came on behind a door that had already been locked for the night.
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Torrey PinesThe Last Hiker at Torrey Pines
He stays exactly one switchback ahead—until you stop.
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OceansideThe Light Under Oceanside Pier
A pale blue light waits under the pier, and sometimes it knows who is watching.
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CarlsbadThe Footsteps at Batiquitos Lagoon
The footsteps match your pace—until you stop and they keep coming.
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A generic haunted house can be anywhere. A late-night road through Encinitas, a dark trail above Lake Poway or fog rolling across San Diego Bay feels different because you can picture it. That is the point of Night Stories: familiar Southern California places, one impossible detail, and a reason to keep the blinds closed.