I am a freight conductor. We hit a young lady walking between the two main tracks at like five in the morning. That sucks- and dead bodies are creepy on their own, but the craziest part was that I thought we hit two different people. The woman that I saw was white, heavy set, and in her late 40s she was walking toward the train leaning out in front of us. When myself and the brakeman walked back to find the woman, what we found did not match what I had seen.
She did not go under the train, so she was mostly in one piece. We found a Latina woman who was very thin. I later found out she was in her early 20s. Now I thought I was crazy, but the brakeman started asking me if we had hit two people and described the woman in her 40s the same as I had seen her. Needless to say, we only hit one person.
He and I were convinced that this young girl was possessed by some evil entity. The face I saw before we hit her still pops into my mind occasionally it was evil, twisted and full of pain.