As the story goes, three teenage boys were ran over by a logging truck on an empty stretch of road about twenty miles south of Charleston. The boys were buried behind a Baptist Church located along the same road. It is said that if you knock on the church door three times, and say “We want to see the lights” then repeat this process three times, the lights will appear to you on the stretch of road.
A newcomer to the area was told of the lights, and became curious to see them for himself, or to see if there was any truth in the story. So one night he went to the church with some friends at about 11:30pm. He went through the whole knocking procedure, and then they all went back out to the road to wait for the lights. There were several cars already parked on the side of the road, and a few came out of the church-yard after they did. About 12:30am, his friends in the car, all started freaking out. At the same time, the cars in front of them all took off. He looked up the road, and saw only what appeared to be a car (from a distance, the two headlights of a car appeared to the one light – this “one light” was what he saw). He yelled “It’s just a car”. His friends were visibly shaken. The guy in the passenger side just pointed down the road toward the light. He looked again, and this time almost wet his pants. The light had separated, not into two lights, but into three lights. The were lined up side by side, like three motorcycles getting ready to race. After that, they got out of there quick!