32 REAL Wendigo Sightings (COMPILATION)

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copy of lore a folklore horror novel it is said to mimic those you know to lure you away it has been described as a pale humanoid and even a furred creature with the head of an elk or deer skull one thing is certain it is ravenous for human flesh that creature is known as the windigo today's episode of alone in the woods features over 4 hours of allegedly true eyewitness accounts of possible windigos which I've read in the past these encounters come from this podcast or one of my other shows unexplained encounters and tales from

the breakroom enjoy and if you like what you hear please leave an honest rating and review on Spotify and apple podcasts or enjoy the show and more on my YouTube channel Darkness prevails if you have a scary story that happened in The Great Outdoors I want to hear it send it to me at Eerie cast.com outdoor thank you now throw a Log on the Fire because the night is still young when too encounter from Anonymous a few years back I had an encounter that I could never forget it was supposed to be a fun trip

but it turned into something darker in late June I decided to take a camping trip with my friend named ABA she and I traveled about 3 hours from our hometown to a clearing in the midst of a thick forest when we arrived we immediately started to set up the tent and unpack our belongings by the time we were done it was already 6:00 p.m. and the sun was starting to set Ava and I and ended up setting up a fire and some chairs and started to cook ourselves dinner we roasted hot dogs over the fire

and after that marshmallows of course we talked for a few hours then decided we were both really tired so we called it a night sometime in the middle of the night I was awakened by a loud noise it sounded like pots and pans clinging together and falling to the ground apparently this didn't wake up Ava which didn't surprise me she always slept like a rock at first I assumed it was just a deer or some other animal exploring our campsite I made my way to the door of the tent to unzip it and I checked

what had made all the racket but I was stopped by an unearthly sound the only way I can describe it is a car slamming on its Brak so hard that there's a screech I jumped back from the tent opening startled out of my mind I was completely terrified because I had absolutely no idea what this thing outside of my tent was or what it wanted but I had to find out what it could have been once again I stepped towards the tent door and I began to unzip it I tried to make as little noise

as possible as I opened up that door as I looked out I saw nothing at first until I looked over to the chairs I saw something there that shook me to my very core there was a figure there a creature standing on two legs with incredibly long and thin limbs it was covered in what looked to be a solid black coat of fur its head reminded me of a deer at first but there was something off about it something that I couldn't pinpoint then the creature let out another scream much louder this time forcing me

back I I covered one ear with my hand using the other to zip the tent back up I crawled back next to Ava who I saw was now awake confused and as terrified as I was when the whale died down before Ava could ask what was going on that creature wailed again we listened to it wail and walk around before finally we could no longer hear it by then it was nearly Dawn when we felt we were safe we packed up everything as quickly as possible and we left Not Looking Back neither me nor Ava

have been camping since and I'm not planning on going back anytime soon unexplained sounds at an abandoned campground on a muggy late Summer Afternoon in Georgia my husband our six-year-old son and I decided to go camping instead of opting for a paid camping ground we sought something a little more off-road we'd heard about an old camping site that had been closed down no longer attended or maintained curious we decided to check it out upon arrival we found the gate to the old check-in Booth chained shut this meant we'd have to park our car in the

Woodline and carry our belongings in on foot after a short walk we began to spot old campsites overgrown picnic tables fire pits Etc we continued searching for a spot near the pond so we kept walking until we found the perfect spot it was about a 15-minute trk from our car that evening was simple and before long our son was asleep while my husband and I sat by the fire no one around for Miles the silence was a bit overwhelming but suddenly it was interrupted when we heard about six loud heavy bipedal steps coming from the

water's edge it was like the sound of someone stepping out of an inner tube in the water then taking several heavy steps onto Shore my immediate thought was that a park ranger or police officer had found our car located the campsite and was about to ask us to leave right away had the sound resembled any animal such as a deer muskrat Beaver or bear even though we shouldn't have bears in our region I believe we'd have instinctively identified the approaching animal this was Heavy though deliberate more intimidating than any animal could be my husband a

tough guy not easily rattled sprang to his feet feeling defensive and genuinely afraid my blood ran ice cold we Shone our flashlights into the woods instinctively grabbing a near by pocket knife and stick we waited in silence for whoever it was to approach strangely no officer showed up announcing their presence no deer darted in front of us just silence that's when true Terror set in I assumed that someone with malicious intent was hiding in waiting for the right moment to attack I quivered out a shaky hello just like in horror films right before a gruesome

attack I'd never felt such Primal Fear still there was only silence but then we heard branches cracking not on the ground but overhead all around us rapidly and loudly pine cones fell to the ground echoing the snapping branches it sounded as if a hundred squirrels had suddenly ascended the trees going mad and yet no matter where we Shone our lights we saw nothing the noises continued for what felt like an eternity we stood there petrified unable to do anything but listen and wait for any sign of movement it was as though we were being toyed

with sounds coming from above Below in the trees in the water from every direction no animal sounds No growls grunts or squeaks the noises and their patterns were not natural normal nor recognizable I felt completely cornered all I wanted was to wake our child hold him in my arms abandon our belongings and Sprint right back to the car as fast as possible however we were a good 15-minute walk from the car I could hardly move let alone run into the dark woods with this unknown presence it all became a blur but I remember we went

back to the tent huddling inside with our son waiting for whatever would happen next the noises kept going loudly surrounding us without a break sometimes they would be nearby other times far sometimes loud in the water then in the trees what kind of creature or entity could be on land and in the water within seconds what could be so loud yet remain unseen or be present in so many places simultaneously it was becoming maddening but that was the extent of it terrifying unexplained sounds we never slept waiting for daylight to make our Escape shortly after

Sunrise the noises ceased entirely finally we went down to the water side looking for Footprints or other their evidence of what could have caused all those sounds we found one puzzling thing a large tree trunk from a Fallen Tree which appeared to have been stabbed or shredded with no natural patterns or signs of wildlife it was like the tree had been repeatedly stabbed and gouged with a very large knife leaving deep gashes and splinters these Cuts were fresh and they definitely hadn't been there the previous day in the light of day we left still without

any idea of what that had been that caused those sounds in the woods perhaps there's a reason they closed that Campground years later it still baffles me I've been unable to rationalize or explain it away it was something very I'll just say unnatural [Music] the not deer came back from Sha M warning the story contains depictions of violence against animals this is an update to the previous story I submitted the not deer that hunted me it's been about a year and a half or so since I first encountered that creature in the woods of Alabama

in my backyard to be completely honest I thought it would simply leave and not come back but I was a fool to think that it did come back for those unfamiliar with my previous story I a senior in high school I live in Alabama on my parents' property out in the middle of nowhere our house is surrounded by thick Woods on all sides excluding the path through it that leads to civilization in the last year and a half I have strong reason to believe I came across the crypted known as a windigo I was out

hunting in the middle of the night shot it thinking it was a deer and it chased me out of the woods terrorizing me and my girlfriend from outside my house it can mimic voices almost perfectly and it disguised itself as a larger Buck it nearly killed me ever since I've been referring to this creature as the not deer I was hunting by myself in the middle of the woods wearing my now profession Prof Al tailored ghilly suit camouflage laying down on my stomach I was essentially invisible to any game animals that could be roaming in

the forest with me was my dad's old bolt-action sniper rifle equipped with an infrared scope I also had my glock hunting knife a flashlight first aid kit and a shovel I'd been out there for about 4 and 1/2 hours the sun was completely down the only light sources I had were my flashlight and the reflected light of the full moon in the sky the shadows of the trees were long and creepy the crickets were chirping and the occasional echo of an owl's hoot would sound through the woods suddenly all at once everything went quiet quiet

enough to hear the hypothetical gears in my brain turning I was put on edge reminded quickly of one of the things that could bring that type of Silence in its wake a bear or a mountain lion but I was hyped those types of enormous Predators were rare and I'd only ever seen a few of them lumbering around in my Woods sure enough a black bear came tromping through the trees right in front of me but what caught my eye was that it appeared to be bleeding rather badly it collapsed at the base of a large

tree and began to fervently lick its left paw while the bear was minding its own business I lay on the floor in my camouflage the debating whether I should shoot this bear or not my decision came when a small baby bear came scampering out of the brush towards the first bear who I now realized was a mother it's highly frowned upon to Orphan bear cubs so I lowered my rifle and simply enjoyed the rare scene playing out before me I was wrong to think that there would be a happy ending to this like a cat

pouncing on a mouse a large thing came hurtling out of nowhere launching itself at the baby bear there was the horrible sound of its cries followed by it being dragged away into the brush that sound will haunt me forever at the same time the mother bear sprang up and charged after her cub to rescue it but she was violently thrown back by something the same something that had attacked her baby the baby bear's cries were suddenly silenced as the Mother Bear struggled to regain her footing I couldn't believe what I was watching the attacker revealed

itself lunging for the heavily injured Mother Bear my worst fears had once again come true it was that not dear thing its image had been burned into my mind at this moment it was somewhat poorly disguised as a larger buck with an enormous set of antlers on its head however it always appears as if it hasn't eaten in months I could see its rib cage through the tightly bound skin with a few patches of fur missing its eyes were milky white giving it the appearance of being blind instead of hoves on its front legs I

saw very sharp inches long claws on rather humanlike hands its mouth was also filled with horribly carnivorous looking sharp teeth it stood on a tied legs like a person and for the chef's kiss of horror it gave off a stench that smelled like Hugh Jackman's Wolverine clawing his way out of his grave all while forgetting to regenerate unlike my last encounter the not deer was covered in both fresh and dried blood it looked like some of the skin on its face had been torn off I could see white bone on its skull as it screeched

its horrible Screech and tore into the mother bear Scarlet liquid was spattered everywhere as the bear soon stopped moving either dead or too weak to defend herself and there I was maybe 20 M away lying on the floor with my eyes Frozen wide and my hands trembling God I can't get that scene out of my head every time I think about it it makes me want to violently vomit there wasn't much left in the semblance of a bear by the time the not deer was finished what disgusted me the most was that it didn't even

seem to have the goal of eating either of its kills that sadistic thing which was now just standing completely still had slaughtered two poor Bears seemingly for the heck of it I felt terrified and now sad and angry I raised my rifle and put the scope's Crosshair on the not deer's head head as I now expected the infrared showed it didn't give off any body heat a year ago when I shot it I had aimed for its heart but this demonic thing had Shrugged off a direct hit to its heart like I had simply spat

at it I wasn't entirely confident that this time I would actually succeed in hunting it but it was worth a try what scared the crap out of me was when the monster suddenly turned its head right towards me did it know where I was did it hear my heart thumping did it smell my fear whatever the case I closed my eyes and squeezed the trigger praying it would buy me enough time to gain the Flash's superpowers and kned my rear out of there the muzzle flash of my rifle briefly illuminated the grizzly scene before me

and I heard a loud clack and the not deers scream as I opened my eyes I saw the round fall to the forest floors had bounced off the creature's skull the shot did nothing except tea that not dear off in any case I dropped the rifle and freaking ran I could hear the thing close behind me as we both weaved through the trees the thing screeching with rage I didn't think it was possible for me to run any faster than I did on the first night I encountered that horrid thing but I managed to stay

one one step ahead of it and just Out Of Reach it felt like I ran forever but I eventually made it back to my house even though I honestly doubted my home would provide much protection it did make me feel a bit better the not deer seemed unable to enter the house without being directly LED in by someone else sounds like a vampire right but it's just what happened it was summer vacation my parents were very conveniently out of town so I was essentially screwed the police wouldn't believe my story and the only other person

that did believe me was back at herh house about half an hour away by then the moon had been obscured by a cloud it was Pitch Black out even the porch lights from my house didn't seem to penetrate this extraordinary dark I pulled my handgun out of its holster on my belt and flicked off the safety holding it in front of me a stupid image of me staring ing in a Call of Duty game briefly flashed through my head as I remembered I was still wearing my bush boy outfit however the seriousness of my situation

came rushing back as I heard a tapping on the front door followed by my mother's voice we're home let us in I didn't respond then I heard my father's Voice open the door son let me in if it weren't for the voice of my dad saying me then anyone else would have thought that it really was my parents outside but I knew better this thing had not perfected the English language why say Let Me In when there were supposedly two of you outside but my thought process was interrupted by The Pretender out there rapidly switching

between the voices of my parents before they both seem to speak in unison let us in let me in let me in needless to say I did not let them in or it instead I used the remaining adrenaline I had in my system to shove the living room couch in front of the door there was no one coming to help me so I had to do my best to protect myself I eventually passed out hearing that thing outside screaming a few hours later I woke up in the same exact spot Fred eagled on the floor

in the living room the sun was poking up over the horizon outside I looked up and saw that there were five Jagged diagonal holes in the front door the N deer had scratched its way through the door what I didn't understand was why sto there Why didn't it break the door down and drag me out I picked up my gun and peaked out one of the holes in the door but saw nothing even so I didn't trust it by now I knew that thing was a trickster it could simply be hiding just out of sight

waiting for me to emerge from the safety of my house my phone rang and I saw that my girlfriend MJ was calling me like she would every day as much as I wanted to pick up I hastily silenced my phone so that nothing outside would hear it sure enough I suddenly heard leaves shifting outside side something was beginning to Pace back and forth seemingly on four legs in my backyard after a while though I could hear the footsteps becoming fainter and fainter as the not deer retreated back into the forest as for me I didn't

even step foot outside for 3 days after it left though this might sound strange I didn't attempt to repair the scratches in the front door I wanted to make sure that the not deer did not try one of its mimikry tricks again now that I think about it my paranoia may have saved me from being snatched up by that horrible thing stalking me in my own house on the fourth day following the encounter I finally went outside again armed of course there sitting in the grass of my backyard was the head to a young bear

I stared at it for a minute before again seing feeling myself within the walls of my house eventually my parents came back they were Furious about the door they forbade me from hunting anymore and quite frankly I don't really want to but I swear that thing came back again and again anyway every time it does something in my life goes wrong once I saw on the way to school it just stood on two legs in the shadow of a distant tree watching me that same day MJ broke up with me her reason being I don't

want to be involved in all this scary monster crap my grades have been dropping and I'm losing some of my closest friends I see that not dear on almost a daily basis it never moves it just stays completely still and stares is it wanting to make my life miserable rather than dragging me away into the woods to finally exact its revenge on me I I have no idea maybe I'm just going crazy my first and hopefully last wind too encounter from James 542 I'm 28 years old and living in Texas this is my story back

in 2019 there was a lot of talk about unknown creatures roaming the forests things like Bigfoot and even Skin Walkers but this story isn't about them this tale is about probably one of the scariest things I've ever heard of the windigo a few months after one of my friends named Jacob mentioned the Uproar I went to see him I'd been away enlisted in the United States Marines and I'd just been charged one of the first things I did was go to visit him we were having a great time when he brought up the idea of

going out to a little hangout spot his ex-girlfriend had taken him to when they wanted to get away for a few hours I figured why not so I grabbed my gun and we headed out to this extremely secluded area where there was an old dock the place looked abandoned poorly maintained with some boards nearly rotted through about half an hour into our Shenanigans Jacob brought up the topic of the windigo the name itself gave me a chill even being a marine curious I asked him about it he told me that if you went into the

woods and said windo three times you would come across the scariest thing you'd ever see thinking he was bluffing I told him to prove it to this day I wish I hadn't we started to walk down a narrow path that led deep into the thick Woods near the Alabama state line we walked for maybe 20 minutes and decided we were finally in a good spot it's worth noting that it had been raining heavily the past few days so the ground was completely saturated Jacob dared me to say it I stood there in complete silence the

rest of the forest was eerily quiet for the Tall Pine swaying in the wind above our heads reluctantly I started to say it when too when to go when to go then nothing happened I let out a sigh of relief in the 10 years Jacob and I had been friends this was one of the few times I had proven him wrong we started laughing and talking trash to each other when we suddenly heard a noise in the distance reflexes kicking in I immediately snapped towards the sound which was soon joined by others I moved closer

and moments later we saw a few coyotes running across the path about 30 ft in front of us another sigh of relief but that relief didn't last long I had a gut feeling that something was off as we turned to to leave the woods a Tall Pine Tree began to groan and Creek as it fell down acting on pure Instinct I shoved Jacob forward just as the tree Came Crashing Down between us Jacob screamed as the tree hit the ground and I quickly jumped over it to get back to him I could feel his heart

pounding like a drum as I pulled him up to his feet still freaked out he wasn't moving fast enough I yelled at him move Jacob move now I spun him around causing him to stumble and fall I helped him back up and we both started to Sprint down the path back the way we'd came neither of us dared to look back as we ran I suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me Jacob Jacob come quick it was the voice of Jacob's younger sister Olivia Jacob immediately tried to run past me screaming Olivia I grabbed him

Jacob look at me that is not her do you hear me that can't be her just then another pine tree began to buckle I tackled Jacob to the ground and we narrowly avoided being crushed I screamed at him again go get out of here now as I shouted I pulled a gun from my waistband and aimed it down the trail Trail in the direction we'd come from Jacob made it to the trail head turned back and saw me still aiming my gun Bradley get out of there hurry I turned and ran towards him as I

reached the clearing about 50 ft ahead Jacob and I both saw it the thing we had dared to summon a windo it stood around 9 ft tall on two legs with barely any meat on its bones its legs were unnaturally skinny and its arms were even skinnier its skin was pale white almost like that of a vampire but what stood out the most were its eyes a vibrant blue almost like lightsaber blue for those who have seen Star Wars overcome with fear I raised my gun and fired at it Jacob not sticking around to see

if I'd killed it turned and ran for the car and I followed close behind that was my first experience with the so-called windo and I pray every night that I never encounter anything that terrifying again why the dear from please stay this story happened when I was 6 years old I lived in a small town in Southern Mississippi and at the time we lived on 246 Acres of forest in Mississippi deer season is a big deal and hunting is quite popular that year my dad was hunting from a tree stand at the edge of our

property as usual being the Curious one I was up in the tree stand with him reading some book about animals suddenly a gunshot rang out I looked up at my dad he smiled and said I just got a buck evidently a deer had walked out and I didn't see it because I was too engrossed in my book a few minutes later we climbed down from the stand and found blood in the grass leading towards the trees as it was getting dark we decided to go back home to grab flashlights before heading back into the woods

to track the deer as we walked we came to a thick patch of woods and had to army crawl under some branches my Dad decided to go one way and I went the other I was about 50 yard away from him when I found a piece of a shoulder bone covered in blood at the base of a tree I thought this was strange as deer don't usually lose bones when you shoot them while I was examining this bone I suddenly heard the snap of a twig I searched with my my flashlight in the direction of

the sound what I saw will forever be burned into my memory standing there was an 11t tall gray humans shaped thing it was dragging the lifeless body of the deer behind it the creature didn't seem to notice me and I didn't get a good look at its head but I was terrified I closed my eyes and began to cry when I open them that thing was gone leaving only a trail of blood leading deeper into the forest about an hour later my dad found me still crying at the base of a tree we never found

that deer that night my dad took me home I was silent the whole way clinging to him on the four-wheeler scared that whatever I had seen might come back for us after doing some of my own research I still have no idea what it was but I believe it killed the deer not the bullet since then I've continued to hunt and fish but I've developed a healthy respect for the woods knowing that some things are better left alone the creature I saw resembled a crypted known as the country road creature but I'm not entirely sure

if you have any ideas about what this might have been I'd love to to hear them I plan to share more stories in the future about my encounters with Cryptids I went back to that spot a few days ago hoping to respark some old memories I found some weird claw marks in the tree so maybe whatever I saw that night is still out there but I don't plan on finding out if it still roams those woods ever since that night fewer and fewer deer have been coming by our house I'm not sure if it's connected

but I have a feeling it might be I'll keep you updated if anything else happens reservation sleepover Horror Story from cloud dreamer I was in high school it was either 2008 or 2009 I grew up in a small town in Arizona right on the edge of the Napo Nation reservation my best friend key was Navajo and we'd been tight since elementary school one weekend key invited me and our other buddy Marcus to stay at his grandmother's place on the res we were all 16 then we just gotten our licenses and were itching for some Independence

Key's parents were cool with it as long as his grandma was there and my folks trusted Key's family so they gave me the green green light Friday after school we piled into Dem Marcus's beat up Chevy and headed out Key's grandma lived way out in the boonies like 2 hours from the nearest real town as we drove deeper into the reservation the landscape got more and more desolate just miles of Red Rock and scrubby vegetation under a huge Sky we finally pulled up to Key's Grandma's place just as the sun was setting it was the

small weathered house with a couple of old trucks parked out front Key's Grandma came out to greet us she was a tiny wrinkled lady but she had this presence about her like you could tell she'd seen some crap in her day she got us all settled in fed us some amazing homemade fry bread and then pretty much left us to our own devices we hung out shooting the crap and playing cards just being normal teenagers around midnight we decided to go for a walk the night was clear and the stars out there were insane like

a blanket of light across the sky we wandered away from the house passing a bottle of Jack that Marcus had swiped from his dad the booze and the Darkness made us braver than we should have been we kept on walking joking around and trying to scare each other with stupid ghost stories after a while ke got quiet we were pretty far from the house by now surrounded by these weird rock formations that looked like giant fingers pointing at the sky key said guys we shouldn't be out here this place isn't good Marcus and I laughed

it off we were buzzed and feeling Invincible by then you know how it is at that age but key was serious he said his grandma had warned him never to come out to this area at night something about angry Spirits justce key was explaining this we heard something a whisper but not quite more like the sound the wind makes when it blows through a crack but there wasn't any wind it seemed to be coming from all around us we all froze the sound growing louder more like a moan now then we saw movement out of

the corner of our eyes just quick flashes of something dark shapes darted between the Rocks Marcus tried to act tough calling out who's there this isn't funny his voice echoed off the rocks and for a second everything went dead silent then all heck broke loose the moaning turned into screams not not like human screaming but this high-pitched whale that made my teeth hurt the dark shape started to move faster and began to Circle us I caught glimpses of what looked like people but wrong like their proportions were all messed up long Twisted Limbs and heads

that were too big for their bodies what else could we do but run we ran taking off back in the direction of Key's Grandma's house stumbling over rocks and brush in the dark I could hear those things behind us that awful screaming getting closer something grabbed my ankle and I went down hard I rolled over and saw something looming over me and the Starlight I could make out its face it was like a human's face that had been melted and stretched its eyes were huge and completely black and its mouth was opening way wider than

any mouth should I screamed and kicked out my foot connecting with something solid the thing let go and I scrambled up running to catch up with key and Marcus we could see the lights of the house now and we pushed ourselves to run faster we soon burst through the front door slamming it behind us Key's grandma was there in an instant taking one look at our faces and ushering us into the kitchen she started to burn some kind of herb that filled the house with thick fragrant smoke all the while we could hear something outside

and screams which slowly faded as the night wore on when the sun came up those things were gone Key's Grandma set us down and explained she said the place we'd wandered into was sacred but also dangerous these Spirits there did not take kindly to Outsiders especially at night she chewed us out for being so stupid but I could see the fear behind her anger she knew how close we'd come to well something bad we didn't talk much on the drive home I felt embarrassed for getting in trouble like that and for doing something so stupid

that possibly could have killed us we'd seen something that night that shouldn't exist something that challenged everything that I personally knew about the world I wish I could say we learned our lesson that we never did anything like that again but teenagers are teenagers and they don't learn their lessons easily we had other close calls over the years other moments where we brushed up against things we couldn't explain but that night on the reservation was the first time I realized ized the world is a whole lot stranger and scarier than we like to think Colorado

creature from hunt of the Jake back in 2019 I was visiting my cousin Jake in Colorado he lives in the small town called crestone which is basically in the middle of nowhere at the foot of the SRE de chisto mountains I'd never been there before but Jake kept going on about how beautiful it was and how I had to come check it out I flew into Denver and Jake picked me up the drive to creststone was long like 4 hours but the scenery was pretty cool we got to his place late afternoon and just chilled

that evening we had some beers on his deck watching the sunset over the mountains it was gorgeous I'll give it that the next day Jake wanted to show me around the area he's big into hiking and camping and all that outdoorsy stuff I'm more of a city guy myself but I figured when in Rome right so we packed up some supplies and headed out to the place called The Great Sand Dunes National Park it's this weird area where there's massive sandunes right up against the mountains looks like someone dumped part of the Sahara desert in

Colorado or something we hiked around the dunes for a while which was harder than I expected walking in sand is no joke especially when you're going uphill by early afternoon we were pretty beat so we decided to head back to the car and find a spot to camp for the night Jake knew this secluded area in the nearby Forest where we could set up without any other people around we drove for about 30 minutes then pulled off onto this dirt road that wound through through the trees after a few more minutes Jake parked and we

grabbed our gear we hiked maybe half a mile into the woods before finding a small clearing next to a stream it was a nice spot quiet and peaceful we set up the tent got a fire going and made some food as it started to get dark we sat around the fire trading stories and passing a flask of whiskey back and forth it was a good time just two cousins catching up under the stars around 11:00 p.m. or so we decided to turn in the temperature had dropped quite a bit and we were both tired from

the day's hiking we put out the fire and climbed into our sleeping bags in the tent I fell asleep pretty quick I'm not sure what time it was when I woke up but it was still full dark outside at first I wasn't sure what woke me but then I heard it it a weird scratching sound coming from outside the tent my first thought was it was some small animal there were plenty of them around here maybe they were looking for scraps from our food earlier but then I heard a low growl that definitely didn't sound

like any raccoon I'd ever heard I nudged Jake awake and whispered hey you hear that he grunted and listened for a second before Whispering back yeah what the heck is that the scratching continued moving around the outside of the tent whatever it was it sounded big way bigger than a raccoon I was starting to get a little freaked out Jake reached for his flashlight but I grabbed his arm to stop him I don't know why but I had this feeling like we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves we lay there in silence listening to the thing

move around outside the growling got louder and now there was a weird snuffling sound too like something was sniffing the air my heart pounded so hard I was sure the thing outside was going to hear it suddenly something bumped hard against the side of the tent right by my head I nearly jumped out of my skin Jake let out a muffled crap we could hear the thing's heavy breathing now right on the other side of the thin fabric then it let out this sound that I still have trouble describing imagine a roar but super deep

super low with a high-pitched layering to it it made every hair on my body stand straight up I don't know what came over me but I quickly unzipped the tin flap and shown my phone's flashlight outside for a split second I saw this thing it was massive easily 7 or 8 ft tall covered in dark matted fur its face was like a mix between a bear and a person with these glowing yellow eyes and flat face as soon as the light hit it the creature let out another of those horrible Roar shrieks and took off

into the woods I could hear br his snappings that crashed through the brush Jake and I just sat there for a minute completely stunned then we both started to talk at once what the heck was that did you see it we got to get out of here we scrambled to grab our Essentials leaving the tent and most of our gear behind we ran back to the car constantly looking over our shoulders the whole time I kept expecting to hear that Roar again or to find some eyes looking at me in the dark we made it

back to the car and Jake peeled out of there spraying gravel as we fishtailed onto the main road we drove straight back to his place in creststone not saying much the whole way I think we were both still trying to process it when we made it back we cracked open a couple of beers and tried to talk it through Jake suggested it might have been a bear but we both knew it wasn't right no bear moves like that no bear makes those kinds of sounds I've seen photos of the supposed Bigfoot tracks and stuff but

I'd always thought it was just bull crap but now I'm not so sure we went back the next day to get our tent and the rest of the gear I really didn't want to but I also felt like we needed to see the place in daylight to try and make sense of things when we got there the campsite was a mess the tent had been shredded and there were these huge weird Footprints all around they were kind of like Bear Tracks but a bit too long with toes that looked more like fingers Jake got excited

talking about how we should report it to some Bigfoot research group but I shut that down at least for me I didn't want my name associated with this I'm not even sure why I'm writing this now I guess because I can be anonymous I cut my trip short after that and I flew home early Jake was pretty understanding we don't talk about that night much but sometimes one of us will bring it up when we've had a few drinks we still don't know what it was we saw out there but I know one thing I

am never going back to Camp there again an Oklahoma farm from way past where I grew up on a cattle farm in rural Oklahoma about an hour's drive from Tulsa it was just me my parents and my older sister Jenny our nearest neighbors were 5 miles down the road and the closest town was a good half hour drive it was the kind of place where you could walk for hours and not see another SA now don't get me wrong it was a good childhood in many ways plenty of space to run around and always something

to do on the farm but there was also a loneliness to it and a whole lot of time for a kid's imagination to run wild at least that's what I used to tell myself about the things I saw and experienced it started when I was about 7 years old I remember because it was right after my birthday I'd gotten a new telescope and I was obsessed with stargazing one night I was out in the field behind our house looking up at the sky when I saw something strange it wasn't a star or a plane it

was this light moving in impossible ways zipping across the sky stopping on a dime then shooting off in another Direction I called my dad over but by the time he got to me it was gone he patted me on the head saying was probably a satellite but even then I knew that couldn't be right satellites just didn't move like that that was just the beginning over the next few years weird things kept happening little things at first stuff that was easy to brush off or explain away like the time I found strange tracks in the

mud near the pond they were three- toed almost like a birds but bigger and deeper dad said it had to be a Heron or something but I'd seen herens before and these tracks were different then there were the noises sometimes at night I'd wake up to this low humming sound it wasn't loud more like a vibration that you could feel in your chest I asked Jenny if she heard it too or felt it and she said she had but our parents never seemed to notice but the really weird stuff that always happened when I was

alone alone I remember one afternoon when I was about 9: I was out checking the fence line something I often did to help my dad it was a hot day sun beating down no clouds in the sky I was walking along the edge of our property where it met the woods when suddenly everything went quiet no birds no insects nothing the air felt heavy too like right before a storm that's when I saw it just for a second mind you in the shadows between the trees there was something something tall maybe 7 ft or so

and thin its skin looked rough almost scaly and its eyes were huge and black like a beetles I blinked and it was gone the sounds of the farm then came rushing right back crickets going crazy and birds calling to one another I could even hear the distant Lo of the cattle I ran all the way back to the house but this time I didn't report it to my dad or anyone else they hadn't believed me then and they weren't believing me now another time when I was 10 I was out in the barn late at

night helping my dad with a calf that was being born dad had gone back to the house to get some supplies leaving me to keep an eye on things I was sitting on a hay Bell trying not to fall asleep when I heard a scraping sound from the ha Loft above me I looked up and there was a face peering down at me from between the slats it wasn't human the head was too big too angular the eyes were those same black ones I saw in the woods that day I could see a clawed hand

gripping one of the boards I must have made some kind of noise because my dad came running back into the barn by the time he got there whatever I'd seen was gone Dad ran up to check the ha Loft but he didn't find anything not even footprints in the dust these incidents continued over the years sometimes it was just a feeling a certainty that something was watching me from just out of sight other times it was more concrete weird lights in the sky that moved in ways planes and helicopters just couldn't or strange burn marks

in the fields that appeared seemingly overnight one of the most Vivid memories I have is from when I was 11 I'd gone fishing at the pond on our property it was about half a mile from the house I must have dozed off in the warm afternoon sun because next thing I knew it was Twilight as I was packing up my gear I saw ripples on the surface of the pond something was moving under the water and whatever it was it was big I thought it could be a snapping turtle we had some monster sized ones

in that pond but then it surfaced just for a moment it wasn't a turtle it wasn't anything I recognized it had the same scaly skin I'd seen before a long neck and those eyes those awful black shining eyes I dropped every I had and ran when I got back to the house my mom was frantic apparently I'd been gone for hours longer than I thought to me it felt like I'd only been at the pond for maybe 2 hours tops according to my family I'd been gone since morning almost 8 hours the weirdest part I

had this small perfectly circular mark on the back of my neck that had not been there before it wasn't a cut or a bruise it was more like a slightly raised scar it faded away after a few weeks but sometimes I swear I can still feel it there especially when I'm alone and in quiet places as I got older I started doing some research trying to make sense of all my experiences I read about more UFO stings and alien encounters some of what I read lined up eerily well with my experience es did you know

people have reported reptilian likee entities going back decades and the missing time incident at the pond is classic alien abduction stuff but here's the thing I'm not saying I was abducted by aliens I'm not even saying I believe in aliens not really all I know is that for a few years of my childhood the world felt a lot stranger and a lot scarier than it was supposed to be the experiences tapered off as I got older by the time I was in high school they stopped completely I was relieved partly but another part well it

sounds crazy but Another Part Of Me missed it as terrifying as it was it was also very fascinating it made the world or I guess the universe seem bigger more mysterious then again maybe it was an especially overa of imagination combined with being lonely on a farm who knows maybe I had some kind of undiagnosed condition that caused hallucinations heck maybe there was a gas leak in the ground somewhere but I don't think that's right I'm 35 now with a family of my own we live in the suburbs of Tulsa about an hour from my

parents' Farm I have a normal job a normal life sometimes especially when I visit my parents though those old feelings come rushing back last summer I took my own kids out to the farm for a week one night my 8-year-old son came running into the house eyes wide with excitement he said he'd seen lights Dancing in the Sky moving in weird ways my heart nearly stopped I went outside with him but of course by then there was nothing to see just stars and the blinking lights of an planes I pointed at the planes and told

him it was probably just that but immediately I had this guilty feeling like I was the biggest hypocrite wasn't I doing exactly what my parents had done to me dismissing something just because it didn't fit into our neat orderly view of the world that night after the kids were asleep I walked out to the Old Pond I stood there in the dark listening to the course of frogs and crickets and for a moment I felt like that scared confused kid again I don't know what I was expecting to happen maybe I'd gone out there again

for a sign of some sort some confirmation that my memories were very real but there was nothing there nothing waiting for me just a quiet night but when I turned around to head back I did feel a prickle at the back of my neck like I was being watched I spun around and in a heartbeat and I looked at the pond and I swear I saw a single Ripple there I practically ran back to the house after that I locked the doors checked on the kids tried to convince myself it was nothing but I'd be

lying if I said I had no trouble sleeping that night I couldn't shake the feeling that maybe something out there had remembered me shape shifting witch like thing from Nova artino 69 I'm from Costa Rica a small country in Central America we have several local Legends and monsters of our own one of them being a sort of witch or devil's wife who steals the skins of animals to use them and gain their abilities the catch is like a skinwalker it might end up looking wrong and deformed when I was 14 we lived on a farm

my grandparents from the US actually liked it there as well so they built a vacation home under the same roof as our house with the porch being the separation between the two since they hardly ever visited I convinced them to let me use the master bedroom of the other house as my room because I am the eldest I've always had trouble sleeping so it wasn't unusual for me to be up and about past midnight this one night I was in the other house mind you it was completely empty except for my room since it's a

farm of course there were trees but not close enough where something could jump from the trees to the roof and yet out of nowhere I could hear something land where my parents' room would be a couple of seconds passed and then this thing began to run all the way to where my room was the sound was so loud it felt like the roof was about to collapse I couldn't move and my window was open since it was a cold night thankfully at the least it had a screen because as soon as it reached my head

it swung and latched onto that screen yelling and trying to get in I saw it it looked almost like a monkey but the face was more feline the hands ending in claws I panicked and ran to shut and lock the windows still hearing that thing then locked myself in the bathroom where I stayed until morning when my parents woke up I asked if they had heard anything last night but they hadn't then I went to check the screen outside since I absolutely did not want to open my window lo and behold the screen was torn

almost completely needless to say that same day I moved my things back to my old room which I shared with my little sister and I got in trouble for the destroyed screen I shot a deer from campy creep this was years ago now but I remember it all of it I loved the forest and I loved hunting but not so much anymore that night the moon was full but the trees choked its light streams of silver fought for every peeking through the canopy footfalls in the forest echoed and the crunch of leaves and the Snapping

of Twigs announced my presence I wasn't lost but I had not found what I was looking for earlier that day I had shot a deer it felt wrong that's the best way to explain it just wrong I'd had no luck sitting in my stand for hours but then it walked out of the tree line a huge Buck it strolled right to the center of the clearing head pivoting side to side and then up it looked straight at me I took aim lining up my crosshairs on the deer when suddenly a voice in the back of

my head whispered don't do it why I thought just don't take the shot the voice insisted I lined up my crosshairs again the deer didn't blink its glassy black eyes stared up at me I think it knows I'm here why isn't it running my chest started to tighten I don't know but don't do it the voice continued I curled my finger around the trigger and began to squeeze the voice was screaming now warning me not to do it I knew I shouldn't have pulled that trigger but I did God what I'm saying doesn't even make

sense but it's what I saw it's what I did I shot the deer and it didn't budge it took that bullet between the shoulder blades like some sort of mosquito bite it flicked its ear licked its nose turned its head and walked back to the gap between the trees Vanishing I climbed down the tree step and approaching the spot where the deer had been hit there was blood but it wasn't right the wound I had made in the deer's chest was mere moments ago and yet the blood on the ground was already clotted and dried

I followed the blood trail into the trees the smell oh God it was horrible like the stench of swamp mud and rot something was off but I I had to track it down my dad had instilled in me strong hunting ethics know your gun shoot only when certain and always track down wounded game I can't explain why I felt the way I did watching it walk back into the woods made my stomach drop but why my inner voice returned it wasn't a dear and it saw you it took that bullet like a slap on the

back then what was it I don't know but it wasn't a deer the forest around me was alive with the sounds of Summer the chirping of crickets The Hoot of an owl frogs joining the chorus on Q everything was in motion I followed the blood trail refusing to give up for the night I had to find it suddenly the trail stopped at the base of a large tree the blood had been heavy and constant up to that point I scanned the area with my flashlight but there was nothing where could it have gone then something

thick and sticky struck my forehead I reached up touched it and brought my fingers into the light red blood I Shone my light up into the tree and there it was halfway up the trunk more blood further up on one of the branches more blood what the heck that's not right I tried to rationalize had the deer succumbed to its injuries had it been dragged up the tree by something else no there wasn't enough blood for that and there were no remains how did Blood get up in the tree it must be from another wounded

animal not the one I'm tracking perhaps I got swapped onto its Trail instead but that can't be right I knew I was tracking the same Trail the entire time the only explanation is that the deer that thing I shot scaled this tree dear don't climb so where is it now I Shone my light into the Treetops but there was nothing the branches were bare no sign of Life anywhere crap now what I decided to make Camp since the trail was dead there was nothing left to track I set up my tent and gathered some wood

for a fire beneath the tree I tried to get some rest but sleep would not come I kept replaying the events from earlier over and over again the more I thought about it the less anything made sense and the less sense things made the more threatened I felt I set up stoking the fire and grabbed my weapon I was ready to fight not ready to win perhaps but to fight what are you doing a voice in my head asked I just want to be ready I replied to myself ready for one what I'm not sure

but it makes me feel better no you know what you shouldn't have shot that deer sitting by my fire I remained at the ready constantly scanning the area listening to every sound the forest threw at me the night was loud the forest was alive with creatures all caught in a Perpetual state of Haunting or hiding then faintly I heard a snapping sound I turned and raised my gun toward the void the orange glow of the fire danced on the barrel Illuminating the campsite but revealing nothing Beyond it I decided not to use my flashlight I

wanted complete control of the weapon motionless I sat there listening very closely nothing just the crackling of the fire yeah that's all it was just a crack of the fire I told myself nothing out there I knew that wasn't true but it was the only thing I could say to convince myself to lower the gun the night dragged on but I survived despite the occasional comicazi moth pelting me as Dawn broke the cold morning air tinged with a light blue hue enveloped the forest it was a well W change from the heat that lay ahead

a thick fog had rolled in I extinguished the remnants of my fire packed up my gear and prepared to head to the pickup location my friend wouldn't be able to get me for another day but at least I'd be ready I squatted down to retrieve my packed bag slinging it over my shoulders in one swift motion the swirling fog parted where the bag had Lain revealing something I had had noticed before tracks not just any tracks dear tracks hundreds of them the Huff print struck deep into the damp ground around the campsite forming a perfect

circle around my camp this thing had been circling Me All Night Long just beyond the fire light but that couldn't be I would have heard something I mean there were hundreds of tracks it would have had to make noise at some point as I looked closer it became apparent there were no tracks showing entry or exit from the area it was like the deer had simply materialized right beside the campsite and vanished when it was done forget this I'm out of here I muttered to myself as I began the long trik to the pickup location

however I decided not to stop there I would hike down the Logging Road to the mouth of the main dirt road that my buddy would have to drive down to get to the Meetup spot honestly it didn't do much in getting me out of here any sooner but it was good to have a mission to work towards any amount of time shaved off in these Woods was better most of the hike was uneventful I was approaching well over halfway to the meeting spot when I DEC decided it was time for a break I rummaged around

in my bag for water and a protein bar I was making great time at this rate a few more hours of hiking and I would be on the Logging Road in no time and only a half hour hike from the main dirt road a branch popped behind me I lifted my gun and swung around the noise in one fluid motion scanning the area the forest is thick this time of year here so my view of my surroundings was limited this thing could be mere feet away and I wouldn't see it the iron sights of my

rifle glided across the forest and then stopped I saw something a big patch of brush but something was off with it at the top of a large Bush there were weird branches coming out oddly bare no they weren't branches I realized they were antlers my hands tightened around my weapon as I pulled its buttstock tied against my shoulder tunnel vision kicked in I saw nothing aside from that bush then I guessed where the head would be relative to the exposed adlers I took aim and I squeezed the trigger the kick of the gun jolted my

insides a loud thunderous bang ripped through the forest followed by the burnt smell of gunpowder it didn't even Flinch no movement at all from this thing the tips of its adlers were still visible then the exposed Point slowly lowered down out of sight into the brush everything was still everything was quiet everything was wrong I grabbed my bag and began to run as fast as the forest would let me towards the direction of the Logging Road tearing through the woods between the snapping and whipping of vines and branches I could swear I heard something tailing

me but I didn't care I just wanted out so I kept running I burst through the thicket and into open air the resistance of the forest Vanishing toppling me forward onto the dusty red Earth an orange Cloud surrounded me as I slid across the Road I rolled over facing where IID exited the tree line chest heaving waiting for that thing to rip through the foliage and jump right on top of me but as I sat on the road gun up nothing came from the woods the forest was still I think I'm losing my mind I

lifted myself up from the dirt brushed off my clothes and gathered my bearings it's this way I started down the dirt path hiking for a few minutes before a section of cleared Forest came into view on the right side of the path it was an Old Logging site stumps jutting out like headstones in a tree graveyard the clearing was littered with the tracks of trucks and the branches of past harvests it was a wide open expanse of mangled wood and debris this is as far as I go for now I thought the sun will be

going down in a few hours and there's no point in going further plus this will make a great spot for Camp the best parts were an abundance of firewood an open view of my surroundings and the ground being completely littered with branches so I could hear anyone or anything coming no trees mean no cover for it from my shots yeah this is as good as it gets one last night and my buddy will be here first thing in the morning to get me just one more night for the last time I set up camp stacking

a quick pile of firewood and standing guard as the sun dimed below the Horizon the night crept in from the forest around me I could sense I wasn't alone the feeling had been lingering before dusk but now it was closer more persistent the hours passed slowly the wind was Rel lless constantly threatening to Snuff out my Flames I kept shifting my position to Shield the fire with my body but it was barely enough to keep it lit the darkness was thicker than the night before with no moon or Stars only clouds blanketing the sky and

its light it was quieter tonight there were no sounds of bugs or animals just the rustling trees and howling wind time d dragged on with nothing happening Dawn was only a couple of hours away I made it I thought maybe I am losing my mind then I saw it a silhouette approaching my Camp the Fire cast a faint glow but I couldn't make out any details it looked like my friend my buddy maybe he's ahead of schedule I thought and he was drawn by the light of my fire I stood up to greet him but

froze mid stride as the figure moved closer the darkness around it melted away it wasn't my friend it wasn't even a man the legs were far too skinny the arms hung at odd angles and what looked like long hair Rose from its shoulders and writhing lines above its head as it stepped into the light I saw it clearly every horrifying detail ta it was that deer but not a deer at all this thing continued walking straight towards me it moved on a Ed legs like a man the forearms now drooping in front of its body

ended in claws instead of hooves its jaw hung Loosely on its hinge revealing rows upon rows of jagged malformed teeth its antlers now more resembling tentacles whipped at the the surrounding air and its eyes no longer on the sides of its head had shifted somehow to the center of its face one at top the other I raised my gun took aim then something from the sky hit my hand then my cheek it ran down my face and off my chin it was beginning to rain the sky opened up unleashing a downpour that extinguished my fire

in mere seconds plunging me into darkness the last sight I had of this thing was it advancing towards me I fired my gun in the dark The Flash from the discharge revealed nothing of its location but I saw my flashlight on the ground to my left I could hear nothing over the ringing in my ears from the shot even the beating of the rain was lost on me keeping my gun raised I bent down with one arm outstretched feeling around the ground from my flashlight until I touched The Familiar smoothness of plastic against the rough

Earth I grabbed it and as I did I felt fur brush against my outstretched arm I swung the gun in that direction and pulled the trigger The Recoil threw the gun from my hand and I felt something warm and sticky splatter across my face clutching the flashlight I dug my feet into the ground and pushed off into a Sprint my I clicked on the light and picked a direction the rain beating against my face washing sweat into my eyes making them sting each falling droplet obscured more of the light leaving me barely enough visibility to

keep my footing I ran and ran until I hit even ground the light Illuminating the muddy path of the dirt road I continued down the path until I lost my footing sliding in the mud the flashlight bounced ahead of me Landing with its beam pointed back in the direction I'd come from I rolled over onto my back and saw a tall shadowy figure running up the path towards me scrambling to my feet I left the light where it lay and let my instincts guide me I didn't stop running until my footsteps slapped against pavement I'd

made it all the way to the main Highway the sun was beginning to rise over the trees I walked along the side of the road until I heard a familiar voice call out behind me hey I stopped and turned to see my buddy half hanging out the window of his truck a look of concern and confusion on his face what the heck happened to you he asked hopping out of the driver's side door I paused and just stared at him unsure of how to explain how could anyone understand I finally said the only thing that

made any sense I shot a deer the not deer of Washington from Madam madman it all started when my cousins had come to visit from Nevada to Washington for a wedding 3 days after that wedding we'd gone to a beach near the coast to hang out we spent a couple of hours paddle boarding catching fish talking with relatives and eating watermelons on the warm beach sand once the sun started to set this was in Washington so the Sun stays out until 9:00 we had packed up all our things and wanted to show our cousins the

abandoned military fort it was a very interesting place the fort was in a shape with rooms along the side of it with a large dark hallway connecting each side of the sea the base was built into a hill and he could walk up on top of the base and look down over the edge my cousins and I were still on the ground with our Aunt whom I'll call Kay hey kids we can go and walk on top of the base want to go she asked we all were ecstatic at the idea of going on top

of the base except for me I'd been there multiple times we went on G up now the base had a smooth grassy top that tapered into Woods on the rest of the Hill my aunt and cousins had unknowingly gone back down to the ground and I was there alone I stupidly decided not to go back the way I came like my relatives instead I wanted to go all the way around the flat surface of the base I was around halfway to the other end when I felt uneasy I've heard that when you truly know you're

in danger your heartbeat will feel faster I felt my chest and my heart was pounding I realized then that the usual barn swallows that live in the Bas had gone quiet had they left I looked around and in the Woodline I saw a deer it was just staring at me I sighed in relief but that feeling did not go away as I looked closer I noticed that the deer had these terrible forward-facing eyes it looked wrong I froze I was not only an animal fanatic but a crypted fanatic too I knew about plenty of dangerous

animals for a 13-year-old and the way this deer's eyes looked they were not natural they were predatory I didn't know what to do I felt I needed to escape obviously ly and for some reason my mind shot to some show where the characters had to watch a magpie to stop it from attacking them when they weren't looking so I set my eyes on that deer and didn't take them off of it as I walked backwards the deer's neck had turned completely unnaturally in a circle the same ungodly eyes beaming back at me I started to

panic okay when you get to the hill slope you're going to run as fast as you can you can do this I thought the deer was still looking at me in the same unnaturally bent position I couldn't take the panic and Dread so I ran all my time in track finally paid off I guess I ran from the base to the parking lot in what felt like mere seconds hey what's wrong asked Kay and my mom I told them everything and that we had to leave once we were home I told my other aunts and

my Mom and Dad one of my aunts who I'll called be chimed in and asked if it was a flesh gate or a crawler but all I said was it was a really messed up deer with weird eyes and an all too flexible neck another Aunt C said it might have been a not deer I'm still not sure if it was a not deer or a skinwalker or the most actually messed up deer in all of existence but I'm glad it didn't chase me or attempt to attack me when I ran down the hill I

believe a windo attacked me from gregarious Greg so this happened to me back in 2002 I was working working as a park ranger in northern Minnesota I've never really told anyone the full story but I figured it's time to get it off my chest seems like other folks around here have had similar experiences after all I was young back then fresh out of college and happy to land a job at this small National Park not physically small by any means just understaffed it was your typical Minnesota woods with hiking trails campsites and a few cabins

scattered about most of the time the job was easy I would help lost hikers make sure the wildlife wasn't getting too close to the campsites and lock up the office at night nothing terribly exciting and more often than not relaxing but then midall rolled around things started to get off it began with sounds or rather the lack of them anyone who has spent time in the woods knows how noisy it is at night you've got your usual suspects like owls hooting and crickets chirping maybe a fox or coyote in the distance but suddenly on occasion

it was like you would walk into another world a soundless world the silence would be so thick you could almost feel it pressing down on you I remember standing outside the office one night just after Sunset it hit me how wrong everything felt no rustling leaves no animal calls not even the wind just this unnatural quiet that made the hair on the back of my neck prickle up I had two thoughts about this nothing crazy I figured it was the changing of the seasons or maybe a larger animal or person passing by that was out

of sight but deep down I knew something wasn't right here then came in the complaints from campers some vague things at first several folks said they heard weird noises at night but couldn't quite describe them one guy I recall said it sounded like someone was dragging something heavy through the underbrush another swore he heard what sounded like Whispering coming from the trees but when he checked it out with his flashlight there was nothing there I kept these in the back of my mind but didn't put too much weight on them they were too easily explained

Away by the wind or other things but different reports kept coming in and the they started to get more specific some even disturbing there's a certain family I'll never forget they came into the office on a Sunday morning looking like they hadn't slept all night the father was trying to keep it together but his wife was crying and their kid was clinging to her like his life depended on it he explained they'd been awakened in the middle of the night by what sounded like footsteps circling their tent at first he thought it was was a

bear but then he realized the steps were rhythmic and deliberate it sounded like someone pacing around the tent the dad said he unzipped the tent flap to take a look and that's when things got really freaky he swear as he saw a figure standing just at the edge of their campsite unnaturally tall and thin hunched over like it spine was bent at an odd angle but even stranger he said it seemed to be swaying slightly even though there was no wind he yelled out to them asking who was there but the figure didn't respond it

stood there swaying by that point the sun was about to come up and as it did the father says he saw it turn and walk into the woods he says their movements were all jerky and uncoordinated like someone trying to control a mannequin or someone who just woke up and didn't know what they were doing I didn't know what to tell them I mean what do you say to something like that I filed a report of course but I wasn't sure what to write camper scared by spooky tall man it sounded ridiculous but the fear

in their eyes was real I told them it was just a lost hiker at at worst a drunk camper who wandered into the wrong campsite after that these stories kept coming in more and more campers reported seeing a strange tall figure lurking at the edges of campsites or on the more isolated Trails always at dusk or just after Nightfall and usually too far away to make out many details some of the other rangers started a joke that we had a forest hobo living in the woods if you even asked me if I thought we should

organize a search in case it was some mentally ill person who' wandered off and gotten lost someone who might pose a danger to campers but I didn't think it was that simple there was something ominous about these sightings the way people described the figure's movements the sudden silence that seemed to follow it in these reports it all added up to something that didn't fit into a normal explanation there were other occurrences too lights and distant cabins would flicker erratically even though we had just checked the wiring trees would Sway and bend when there wasn't a

breath of wind and worst of all was that constant feeling of being watched which got worse the more sightings came in I would be out on patrol checking the more remote areas of the park and suddenly I would get this overwhelming Sensation that someone or something was staring at me i' had spin around heart pounding but there was never anything there just trees and shadows and that unnatural silence it got to the point where I dreaded coming into my night shifts the darkness seemed to press in closer with each passing day and that feeling of

wrongness just kept growing stronger I recall One Night in particular about a week before Halloween I was locking up the office later than usual because we'd had a group of hikers come in just before closing as I was walking to my truck I felt it again that sensation of eyes drilling holes into the back of my skull I turned around slowly my flashlight beam cutting through the dark for a split second I thought I saw something move just beyond the trees a thin silhouette but when I focus focused on that spot obviously there was nothing

I practically ran to my truck that night and I didn't stop looking in my rearview mirror until I was miles away from the park the next day I finally broke down and talked to one of the older Rangers about what was going on I assumed if anyone would do something or know what to do it would be him this Ranger had been working at the park for decades he knew every inch of those woods I'll never forget the look on his face when I finished telling him about all the weird crap that had been happening

he got real quiet for a minute then asked me if I'd ever heard of the windigo now I'd grown up in Minnesota of course I knew the stories and yall listening probably do too it is said that the windo was a mythical creature from alanin folklore a monster that was said to possess humans and turned them into these insatiable cannibalistic beasts but it was just mythology right a cautionary tale to make cannibalism this forbidden thing as it rightly should be the old Ranger though he didn't seem to think it was a mere story he told

me that every few decades he'd worked there strange things would start to happen in the park animals would go missing and campers would start to report bizarre sight ings and that unnatural silence would often settle over the woods he told me his grandfather had told him stories about a particularly bad cycle back in the 1930s a whole group of campers had gone missing Without a Trace allegedly search parties combed the woods for weeks but never found a single clue it was like they had simply vanished I wanted to laugh it off but that seemed rude

I wanted to accuse him of trying to scare me but that seemed wrong the way he was looking at me that day dead serious made any rebuttal die in my throat just be careful he told me and whatever you do don't stay in the Park after dark if you can help it there are things out there we don't understand and they can be dangerous I nodded and thanked him but inside I was freaking out I mean I didn't really believe in Monsters or anything like that not even ghosts but after everything I'd seen and felt

over the past few weeks I couldn't just dismiss this as October wore on the attention in the park just kept ratcheting up more campers were cutting their trip short claiming they felt unsafe or uncomfortable we had a few reports of vandalism people's things being torn into and messed with small animal carcasses being arranged in bizarre patterns a lot of the folks around here began to think it was some sort of sick prankster but the old man's stories were ever present on my mind the other Rangers were feeling it too we'd sit around the office trying

to joke and act to normal but there was this undercurrent an overhanging feeling of fear it became taboo to talk about it unless we absolutely had to I started to take extra precautions I carried a bigger flashlight made sure my radio was always charged and I never went anywhere in the park alone if I could help it no matter what I did though I was not about to shake that feeling of dread it was just there at all times every minute of the day on my job it all came to a head on October 30th

it just had to be the Night Before Halloween I was working the late shift and for some reason the park was busier than usual maybe people wanted to get in one last camping trip before winter maybe folks were coming in to have a special outdoor spooky Halloween Vibe whatever the reason I was kept busy all evening dealing with last minute arrivals and making sure everyone was settled in to their camp sites by the time things quieted down it was well after dark and I was the only one left in the office I should have just

locked up and gone home that's what my gut was telling me to do but I had some paperwork to finish up and I figured another hour or so wouldn't hurt and you know how being social is when it comes to fear you start to let it subside I'd been talking with a lot of people that day and even after they were gone I didn't feel too alone but God I wish I'd listened to my instincts what happened next is the reason I can't sleep without a light on anymore so there I was alone in that

tiny Park office finishing up some stupid paperwork of some sort the lights were buzzing overhead that annoying fluorescent hum that gets on your nerves after a while outside it was Pitch Black and I mean you couldn't see your hand in front of your face kind of dark I kept glancing at the clock telling myself I'd leave in five more minutes but you know how it is when you're in the zone those 5 minutes turned into 10 then 20 before I knew it it was nearly midnight and then I noticed the silence again like someone had

thrown a big blanket over the whole park the wind stopped the Crickets stopped there was nothing out there making noise all I could hear was that darned buzzing from the lights and the sound of my pen scratching on paper I finally decided that was enough for me I mean paperwork's not worth risking your life over so I started to pack up shutting down the computer all that kind of end of shift stuff as I was locking up the office I got that feeling again the really bad being watched feeling I tried to ignore it telling

myself I was just being a scaredy cat but truth be told my hands were trembling and I could barely get the key in the door lock after that I basically ran to my truck it was parked maybe 20 ft from the office so not too far but still I swear it felt like a mile I had the keys in my hand ready to make a break for it and then I heard a sound it was like some someone stepping on dry leaves it wasn't a single step they were slow deliberate steps sounded an awful lot

like whoever was out there wanted me to hear them I froze Then I then slowly turned around fumbling for my flashlight and there it was just at the edge of the trees maybe 30 ft away from me a figure at first I made myself believe it was a shadow but then I saw it move and God the way it moved was all wrong like its joints were bending in ways they shouldn't be it was hunched over arms hanging down far too low and it was way too tall for a second my mind was trying to

make sense of it I thought to myself it's some lost hiker someone who's hurt or might need help that would be the irrational explanation right so I called out to them hey you okay my voice sounded weird all high pitched and shaky I couldn't hide how scared I was the figure didn't answer though it just stood there still swaying like the stories I'd heard like it was being moved by a breeze that wasn't even there and at that very moment the air was dead still then it started moving towards me not walking not really it

almost looked like it was gliding I saw its feet move but I couldn't even tell if they were quite touching the ground that's when I lost it I don't even remember trying to run or even deciding to one second I was standing there and the next I was sprinting back into the office I could hear it behind me getting closer there was a weird wheezing sound like it was breathing but couldn't quite get enough air I slammed into the office door so hard I thought it would break down I struggled desperately to get the key

in the lock as fast as I could but the harder I struggled the harder the task was and the whole time I could feel it getting closer finally I got the door open and I practically fell inside as quick as I could I stood up and slammed the door shut and locked it I backed away from the door trying to catch my breath for a minute nothing happened the office was quiet except for my ragged breathing I was starting to think I'd imagin the whole thing or at worst The Stranger outside or creature wasn't really

after me at all but then I saw Shadow moving past the window slow and deliberate like these steps from before I held my breath praying they would go away but they or it didn't it stopped right in front of the window and turned to face me the image of that thing's face will live with me forever it looked like someone had taken a human face and stretched it out distorted it the eyes were sunken deep into the skull but they reflected the light from inside the office in such a weird haunting way the mouth was

very wide but I didn't see the teeth just yet it pressed its face against the Glass Long spindly fingers scratching at the window the sound was horrible a high-pitched Screech that hurt my teeth I didn't move maybe I couldn't I kept holding my breath too I stared back at it then the scraping sound stopped the thing stood up straight Jesus it was tall had to be at least 8 ft it gave me a quick look glowing reflecting eyes seeming to stare straight into my soul then it turned and I don't know how to describe it

but it didn't walk away it didn't run to me it looked like it just faded into the dark now after seeing something like that you end up just standing there letting it sink in being too afraid to move I just looked out that empty window my legs were shaking something fierce too I wanted to call for help but I couldn't move for some time not even to go get the phone eventually I managed to grab a chair and wedge it under the door knob like that could stop whatever that thing was but it still made

me feel safer I spent the remainder of the night huddled in the corner of the office jumping at every little sound and movement I kept thinking that thing was still out there and that if it wanted to it could just break through the window but it didn't when the first rays of the sunrise came through the window I got my things and began to head outside I felt a lot better being able to see now that the Dark of the night was subsiding I walked very slowly to my truck looking left then right then repeating

about a hundred times when I made it to the driver's side door I unlocked it in a hurry I took a step inside looking around in the cab making sure I was completely alone as I was doing so one leg was still on the ground outside it was then that I felt a sudden searing hot stinging pain in my left ankle instinctively I yanked away and screamed I then felt a hand grab hold of me as an intense pain of super sharp teeth tearing into my flesh radiated through my entire body I screamed and pulled

away hard for another two or three seconds before it let go of me in the maddest Panic you can imagine I slammed the door shut turned on the truck and peeled out of there so fast I nearly slammed into a few trees without slowing down at all I drove to the nearest hospital I was examined by a doctor I told him exactly what happened that something bit me and grabbed hold of me something that I couldn't see as I believed whatever it was had been lying in weight under my truck he looked perplexed by my

wound before stitching me up he said strangely enough the teeth marks looked human as if a man with particularly sharp teeth had attacked me so yeah that night messed me up pretty bad for the rest of my life I called my supervisor about the injury got a few days off but before hanging up I did ask if someone could look around for Footprints or handprints where my truck had been parked and near the windows of the office when I heard back from him apparently no Footprints or handprints were found no evidence that some be foot

nude stranger had been there to everyone else the park seemed normal and peaceful save for the strange stories but to me the hellish thought of going back kept me from going to sleep that first night but I worked up my courage realizing I needed my paycheck and I went back after my quote unquote sick leave the morning I returned my co-workers began to show up one by one each of the them had apparently heard the story and they looked at me with concern they hadd been hearing the stories I had up to this point that

fear was palpable for them as it was for me and even so they thought my story was nuts not in an unbelievable kind of way but more like insane that something like that actually happened admittedly showing them my stitches helped me feel a bit better it was proof that I wasn't crazy that something had actually attacked me plus for the next two weeks weeks I wouldn't have to go out and about from the office my supervisor kept me on paperwork Duty so that my ankle could heal over the next 2 weeks however it was very

very difficult to go back to normal I don't think I ever really did over the next few years as old employees left and new ones came in my story became a bit of a legend the former employees who had believed the story were gone and the new ones thought I was just crazy when I showed them the scar which had healed up quite well they told me it could be anything now going back to just after the incident I didn't know if it was bad or good news but those strange occurrences stopped being reported right

after my bite guess I took one for the team and that thing decided to scadaddle afterwards about 5 years after the incident I went to work somewhere else and ever since then I haven't gone back to that National Park it's mostly because I don't live in that state anymore but even if I did I can't imagine any scenario where I'd want to go back the trauma is still there I swear when it's about to rain I can feel that slight scar on my ankle beginning to heat up and sting a bit just know if you

ever go somewhere outdoors and the local park rangers or Campers or hikers start to tell you Legends pay attention and decide for yourself if you're ready to believe them or at least treat them as words of caution a simple drive home from comrade Cain unfortunately or I should say fortunately this story is short it was about 4 years ago I'll keep the location vague for the sake of anonymity but I will say was in the northern half of Louisiana I've lived here pretty much my whole life and the few things I've ever experienced before this

were at my father's house in Texas when I was younger but that can be its own story anyway I lived in an apartment complex about 30 to 40 minutes from where I worked I was part of the evening shift at my job at the time I would have to drive down a long mostly empty road heading towards my home this would last about 10 minutes before I had to head down a smaller more rural suburban area this is where it happened it was probably a little past 11: or maybe even midnight the usual time I

got off for where I used to work I was just driving listening to either music or a podcast I don't remember which I was just really tired from work I was relaxed Ing and driving when my headlights illuminated something off to my right in the ditch along the road I only saw it for a few seconds but I swear this pale creature probably about 6 ft long if not more was sprawled out on the ground crawling up out of the ditch flat on its stomach I only caught a glimpse but I sometimes remember it having

six limbs other times four as I said I was trying to pay more attention to the road not expecting something like this either way it startled me I remember vividly seeing movement as I passed by like it had crawled out of the drainage pipe and was about to head into the yard of the house I was passing one of its long thin and lanky limbs reached up to place its right hand to pull itself up further I passed it fast and did a double take questioning what I'd seen my mind was wondering if what I

saw was real or was I just tired my mind playing tricks on me either way I was not dumb enough to think about turning around to check it out all the way back home I kept driving and told myself it was just the weird way my headlights were making Shadows on the rocks in the ditch I even tried to recreate this effect for days trying multiple ideas to recreate that effect but never once did never did the Shadows ever look the same as what I'd seen that night even trying to look out of the corner

of my eyes nothing I asked my co-workers the following days if they'd ever seen anything like what I described but to my dismay they brushed it off joking and asking did you also see Bigfoot too I wish I could say I saw it again but I didn't but honestly I'm glad it means I can keep telling myself it had nothing to do with anything but my imagination even so a small part of my mind says otherwise the best description I have for what I saw that night are those things I've heard of about crawlers heck

I even started to follow groups online that talk about sightings like that now I've told a few people about this most folks brush it off to be honest I still hope it was nothing more than my headlights and shadows but you can never be too sure if it really is out there please never let me see you again ever disappearing tree from kisu I want to share a few of my experiences with you this is the first in 1991 when I was 8 years old living in a rural forest in Finland it was time for

our annual field trip with the whole school as the area was more Rural and in the middle of nowhere we had only nine students at the whole school and I'm including myself in that because it would be needless to get a whole bus for a field trip for only two teachers and nine students parents and other adults were also welcomed to our field trip albeit they paid to go our destination was the olivan L castle over a 3-hour drive away in a town called saon L the castle was built in the mid 15th century when

Finland was still part of Sweden to protect the nation against the neighboring country Russia there were no inhabitants in the area but the Swedish government forced Finnish people to move into the area to build the castle the Royal Crown wanted and that's how seven L came to be nowadays it's also known for its annual Opera Festival which is one of the biggest in Europe I had never been further than 100 km or about 55 mil away from home so I was excited for the trip the day was extremely sunny and nicely warm when we arrived

at olivan L castle the tour guide showed us around the castle telling us the famous Legend of olivan Lena I'll share it with you long long ago a young Maiden lived in the castle she fell in love with an enemy Russian soldier and whenever they had a chance they met in secrecy one day after this love affair had been going on for some time the soldier asked if they could meet in secrecy in the darkness of the night inside the castle the young woman agreed when the night fell she went to the main gate to

Let Her Lover inside but this time he wasn't alone the entire Russian army was waiting there the men stormed the castle but their invasion was not successful and they were driven away this young woman albeit completely innocent was sentenced to be killed for treason she begged for mercy but that was in vain she would be buried alive inside one of the castles wall walls later as a sign of her innocence a Rowan tree grew out of her heart and through the wall this is a story tour guides tell to all the visitors and it's also

featured on olivan Lena's official web page of course on our field trip we heard the same story while standing in the Castle's inner circular yard next to me stood a couple I didn't know and I heard them gasp oh wow look at that it's so high I turned to look at what they were staring at with their craned necks and I saw a Rowan tree it was growing from the Castle's wall just like in that Legend it was very green and Lush a vibrant looking tree growing around Midway on the wall it rattled my little

kid brain I kept staring at it intensely thinking how on Earth can a tree grow from out of the wall how did a seed even get in there where would it get its nutrients all sorts of questions ran on in my head because what I was seeing made no sense to me apparently it also made no sense to this unknown couple on my right either because they too were fixated on the tree we all stared at it this most Lively healthiest lushest looking little tree we've ever seen for many many minutes until it was time

to follow the tour guide to our next destination inside the Castle fast forward I'm 17 now my best friend had applied to savan L art and music high school and was accepted in so her family moved there it was the first summer break for her when I came to visit we agreed that we should visit the medieval castle I told my friend that I really wanted to see the Rowan tree again it was one of the best things I'd ever seen when we made our way inside the castle we noticed the tour group was about

to start their Journey with the guide we figured we would head inside the castle first before the group left so that we weren't in their way and the group won't block our access to different areas of the castle either hurrying in we made our way deeper into the castle and trust me when I say we didn't leave any single Nook or cranny unchecked if it wasn't chained or marked with no tra trp passing or personnel only signs we went in we spent maybe an hour inside the castle but we were unable to find the Rowan

tree I wondered to my friend if the tree had fallen down or maybe it had been cut down because of rotting causing a safety hazard I mean the tree was growing around the middle of a very high castle wall if it had fallen on someone's head they'd be dead or at least severely injured we caught up with the tour guide at the top of one of the Castle Towers the tour guide was telling her visitors the story of the maiden and the Rowan tree so my best friend and I decided to Eaves drop on the

story We pretended to be watching the scenery stretching over the lake surrounding the castle when in reality we kept concentrating on the tour guide's voice the tour guide said that there had indeed been a Rowan tree which had grown out from the castle wall but unfortunately it had come down in an extremely bad storm in the 1950s shocked I turned to look at my friend and gasped to her under my breath so that no one else could hear me that can't be true I saw the tree in the 9s what does she mean it fell

down in the 50s I was sure that the Castle's staff had messed up with the tree maybe they'd accidentally killed it then they had to come up with some ridiculous story of a storm however when I later searched for more information of the Rowan tree and the castle the tour guide had spoken the truth the tree had indeed come down in the mid-50s and a very heavy storm which had ripped the poor tree from the wall the Castle's web page also confirmed this information not only that but I also found the only surviving photo of

the said Rowan tree it had been taken 2 years prior to its demise it was nothing like the one I'd seen in 1991 with that unknown couple the tree we had seen was Lush and vibrant round and bushy whereas the tree in the photo was just a few wimpy sticks coming out of the wall besides it was in the wrong place growing out from the edge of the Castle's roof whereas the tree we'd seen was on a Castle's wall I went on to search for more information of any other known trees which may have grown

in the castle but there was none only this wimpy sad excuse of a Rowan which itself was such a rare phenomenon that it still lives in the Castle's Legends if the castle staff was so excited for a few sticks they wouldn't have missed a grown tree albe it a tiny one sticking out from a wall in such a visible spot L I know for certain that it wasn't a prop either it was a living tree Trust Me growing up in a rural area gives you an ability to differentiate a real tree from a fake one

also I need to say that we have only a few castles in Finland and the closest Castle to olivan L is hin L castle over 300 km away so I have not visited any other castles in Finland not before nor after it's been decades since that incident and I still don't know what it was was it a ghost tree a glitch in a matrix we all saw to which the tour guide didn't react for whatever reason or have I without knowing jumped timelines to a different reality where the Rowan tree of olivan L castle was

just a wimpy little thing jerked down down from its roots in a storm in the 1950s horror on The Preserve from Theo I'm a 19-year-old male who needed a summer job between my freshman and sophomore year of college I'm majoring in environmental science so when I got an opportunity to be a camp counselor teaching Environmental Education I took it without hesitation now I work on a Nature Preserve in West Virginia some important things to preface are that this preserve has spread out over 163 Acres of protected land and trails and it has a small Creek

that runs through it it also has a pretty extensive Marsh that covers around a third of The Preserve in this particular week I was tasked with leading a nocturnal animals camp I was in charge of about 10 campers between the ages of 8 and 11 since the camp theme was nocturnal animals the camp took place between the hours of 6:00 to 10:30 my two fellow counselors and I who each also have about 10 campers in their groups had a Litany of activities and games to do all surrounding different animals you find at night I'll call

my other two counselors Wes and Gabe Wes was an all-around Outdoorsman and Gabe had been a counselor here for a couple of years now they were both very familiar with working with kids and traversing The Preserve I was the new counselor at Camp so sometimes they like to mess with me and my group a little bit nothing major though it was a Thursday in the beginning of July I had a pretty easy group they listened really well and none of them did any type of dangerous acts so you could say we were having having a

great week near the end of the night around 9:30 p.m. right as it was starting to get pitch black Wes and I decided we really wanted to let the campers do a solo hike a solo hike is when you have a counselor at the start and end of a trail and you stagger the campers beginning the hike in intervals so they get to experience the outdoors by themselves but still get a sense of security knowing that there are people close by Gabe decided to do another activity with his campers in the Pavilion so he wasn't

going to join Wes and me on the solo hike Wes really wanted to do the marsh Loop which just so happens to be the longest and most isolated hike on The Preserve when Wes suggested this I saw a Merc come across Gabe's face so I figured they were trying to mess with me again but I didn't really care as the marsh Loop was one of my favorites when Wes and I brought our groups to the trail head at the edge of the marsh Wes offered to go to the end of the hike to get the

campers when they finished I was fine with this so Wes and I did one last count of the campers and made sure they all had their personal flashlights I then started to let the campers go one at a time everything was going smoothly one of my campers I'll call him P was really scared of the dark so I let him walk with me once all the campers had begun p and I started through the marsh and our flashlights weren't really much help they were quite dim constantly flickering on and off I got sick of messing

with mine and told P to turn his off too that way we could just let our eyes adjust to the darkness as we were walking through the marsh I began to hear a loud slapping noise behind me I stopped and turned P grabbed my hand and as we listened together when we stopped walking the loud slapping sounds also stopped P was starting to hold Tighter and I could tell he was scared don't worry buddy it's just beavers we have a colony out here in the marsh I whispered to him honestly I thought it was just

beavers slapping their tails at night as this was when they were most active so p and I continued to walk the slapping started up again but this time it was coming from in front of us P jumped and grabbed my leg now I knew what was going on it was Gabe out in the marsh trying to freak me out I got a little teed off because this was holding up my hike and scaring my little camper here I yelled out Gabe come on out you're freaking out PE no response I didn't even hear the bullfrogs

anymore that were deafening just a minutes ago Gabe I'm serious I'm not in the mood for this right now dead silence I've spent enough time in the woods to know that no sounds at all is not a good sign I grabbed P's hand and I began to survey the marsh trying to see if I could find anything out of place at this point my eyes had adjusted pretty well but I still could not make out anything that could be causing these loud slaps I decided it was time to finish this hike as we still had

about a mile to go p and I picked up our pace and the slaps were louder now seemingly all around us it didn't make sense I couldn't see anything Weir I couldn't hear anything besides these Bas driven blows on the water I was completely bewildered as we continued I looked behind us and I saw some Cattails being pushed to the side PE and I froze watching these Cattails being flung out of the mud I snapped out of it and whipped out my flashlight when it turned on I was horrified I saw two fluorescent red eyes

50 yard behind us in The Cattails as I turned the flashlight up I saw a pair of blood soaked antlers it was like time Stood Still I couldn't move the slaps had stopped and seemingly whatever creature I was looking at had Frozen too I stood like this for I don't know how long until I felt a tug it was P pulling my arm crying telling me to run I didn't hesitate I dropped my flashlight and picked up p as I started sprinting down the last leg of the trail I heard the slapping start again and

I heard the most gut-wrenching Roar behind me as I ran out of the swamp and entered the small cedar Forest I glanced behind me and I saw this thing rise up out of the mud on all fours it looked dead like every piece of Flesh on it was rotting its face was all bone and it had two huge fangs protruding from its mouth P started to become hysterical and I sprinted even faster knowing that this thing was probably gaining on us it was knocking over huge Cedars as I traversed the path finally I saw a

fire and a group of campers circled around it I started to scream at them run run I approached but they all looked at me blankly I ran into the center of the circle and looked behind me only to see nothing no Cedars falling behind me no adlers no sounds I was completely out of breath by then trying to comfort P when Wes approached me asking what was wrong he took me to the side and I explained the whole thing he didn't say anything to me at first he instead turned to our campers and told them

to extinguish the fire that we were going to go back to the Pavilion now he whispered to me that I needed to collect myself so I didn't scare the campers then I needed to get out of the forest as soon as possible the second Wes and I got back to the Pavilion we called all the parents to come pick up their kids then we sat in silence I tried to comfort P but nothing helped not until his mother arrived after all the campers left Wes came up to me and said very somberly I've seen it

too but you need to forget about it then he walked away I stared confused out of the window deciding right then and there I was never stepping foot on this preserve again that would be my final day i' had gone missing from terrific fluoride I'd gone backpacking through Northern Michigan I had just graduated college and wanted to do a solo trip to clear my head before starting the job hunt I'm originally from the suburbs of Chicago so I wasn't exactly an experienced Outdoorsman but I'd done some camping as a kid and I figured I could

handle a week-long trek through the hawaa national forest looking back I was pretty naive and underprepared I had decent gear a good backpack ttin sleeping bag Etc but I had never really done any serious Backcountry hiking before I plotted out a route that would take me on a big loop through some of the more remote parts of the forest figuring I'd cover about 10 m miles a day in retrospect that was way too ambitious for my skill level the first couple of days were actually great the weather was perfect clear skies and temperatures in the

low '70s I was making decent time and really enjoying the Solitude there's something magical about being alone in nature surrounded by nothing but trees and bird song I would stop occasionally to filter water from streams or take photos of particularly Scenic spots at night I would make Camp eat some trail mix or dehydrated meals and I would fall asleep to the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze it was on the third night that things started to get weird I'd hiked a little farther than usual that day pushing myself to reach a small Lake I'd

marked on my map as a good campsite by the time I got there the sun was already dipping below the tree line I quick quickly set up my tent and got a small fire going wanting to eat and get settled before dark really set in as I sat by the fire heating up some soup I had this sudden feeling of being watched you know that prickly sensation the back of your neck like that but more intense I looked around scanning the trees at the edge of my little clearing but I didn't see anything out of

the ordinary still I could not shake the feeling I tried to tell myself it was just my imagination being alone in the woods can play tricks on your mind but as the night wore on the feeling only intensified I kept catching glimpses of movement out of the corner of my eye only to turn and see nothing there the forest sounds seemed to change too the usual nighttime chorus of crickets and frogs went quiet replaced by this Eerie Stillness which was broken by the occasional snapping of a twig in the dark I didn't sleep much that

night every time I'd start to drift off I would jerk awake convinced I'd heard footsteps or breathing just outside my tent by the time Dawn broke I was exhausted and on edge part of me wanted to pack up and hiil it back to civilization but I told myself I was just being paranoid I'd come out here for an adventure after all so I shouldered my PEC and pressed on the next day was odd I couldn't quite put my finger on why but something felt off about the forest the trees seemed denser the Shadows deeper I'd

check my maps and Compass only to find that I didn't seem to be making much progress not as much as I should the landmarks I was looking for never seemed to materialize it was as if the landscape itself was subtly shifting Around Me by late afternoon I had to admit I was lost none of the terrain matched my map anymore I thought about trying to backtrack but I couldn't even be sure which direction I'd come from the Sun was hidden behind a thick canopy and my compass was spinning wildly the needle swinging in circles as

I began to panic I stumbled into another clearing that's when I saw it for the first time it was I don't even know how to describe it right but I'll do my best it was a figure standing at the edge of the clearing impossibly tall about 8 ft or more it was thin like a shadow given 3D form it didn't seem to have distinct features just a vague humanoid shape that hurt my eyes to look at directly I froze my heart pounding in my chest the figure didn't move didn't make a sound it just watched

I don't know how I knew that since I couldn't see any eyes but I swear I felt its gaze boring into me after a while I backed away slowly the figure remained motionless as soon as I reached the tree line I turned and ran I crashed through through the underbrush branches whipping at my face my lungs burning I ran until I couldn't run anymore collapsing in a heap on the forest floor as I lay there gasping for breath the Shadows lengthened around me night was falling again and I was nowhere near any state to make

cap I knew I should get up find water set up a tent but I was paralyzed by fear and exhaustion and confusion that's when I heard it it was like this chittering sound a high-pitched insectile noise that seemed to come from everywhere nowhere at once and underneath it a deeper sound a rhythmic thumping like massive footsteps getting closer I scrambled to my feet all fatigue forgotten in a fresh wave of adrenaline I picked a direction at random and ran again quieter this time trying to listen for for Pursuit over the sound of my own ragged

breathing I'm not sure how long I fled through the darkening Forest time seemed to lose all meaning the trees began to look Twisted into unnatural shapes the ground beneath my feet felt spongy and uneven at some point I became aware that the chittering had stopped the forest was once more deathly quiet I slowed to a walk straining my ears for any sign of danger anger and then I saw the lights ahead of me weaving between the trees were tiny points of bluish white light they moved like fireflies on a mission despite every Instinct screaming at

me to run the other way I found myself drawn towards them as I got closer I realized the lights were coming from small ethereal figures flitting through the air they seemed to take notice of me they began to circle around and unbelievably they seemed to form a path through the woods some part of me knew I shouldn't follow but I was beyond rational thought at that point I stumbled after the lights pushed onwards by equal parts curiosity and Desperation I was led into a meadow where the trees began to have these strange symbols carved into

their bark I stopped for a moment reaching out to touch one of the symbols as my fingers brushed the rough bark the world seemed to shift or maybe I just blacked out the next thing I remember was opening my eyes and the lights were gone and everything felt well normal again in fact my surroundings had changed in the distance I saw lights different lights these were man-made the outskirts of a small town that was not there before [Music] I made my way there in a hurry finding the nearest Street people were looking at me strangely

I'm assuming my appearance didn't help I had to have been filthy and scratched up and wild eyed I found a convenience store and went inside I went right up to the counter and asked excuse me my voice sounded horse can you tell me where I am he gave me the name of a town I never heard of an aate hundreds of miles from where I'd started my hike what day is it I asked I dreaded the answer when he told me my knees felt weak somehow and possibly over two weeks had passed since IID entered

that Forest two weeks that I had no memory of the convenience store let me use the phone and I called my parents they were hysterical apparently I'd been reported missing after failing to return from my trip on schedule search parties had combed the area where I was supposed to be hiking but found no trace of me I never did come up with a satisfactory explanation for what happened the official story is that I got lost in the woods and wandered in a delusional state for 2 weeks before finding my way back to civilization I know

that's not true but it's easier than trying to explain the unexplainable I've since gone hiking again I still do go hiking on occasion but I don't go alone anymore and I Never Go In Too Deep nowadays no matter what I do it feels like I'm always catching a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye something darting between the trees and I wonder if that's PTSD from my experience the moment I step foot into Woods anywhere I always feel watched I thought it was a deer from Anonymous I've always been a lover of

the Paranormal and Supernatural it's been a special interest of mine it's something I've poured my heart into and I've spent hours researching to learn more about now when I was in sixth grade we had an essay to write we could do anything we wanted just so long as we did research and told a lot on the topic my classmates went with stories of fishing or making things you know normal sixth grade topics I of course went the supernatural route I chose to research skinwalkers ever since seeing an episode of a paranormal investigative show where they

went to Skinwalker Canyon I'd been Amazed by the idea of these creatures I spent hours looking into folklore learning all I could my final essay ended up being around 12 pages long and I was incredibly proud my classmates thought it was a little weird of me to do this and some teachers were worried but it never ended up causing me any trouble it was rather ironic that I chose this for my essay seeing as how the information I learned did nothing to help me realize what happened to me that July the summer between 6th and

7th grade we were moving houses we weren't going very far just about 15 minutes away so we could be closer to my grandmother the house we lived in at the time was surrounded by dense Woods which my younger brother and I had always spent much of our time in we didn't have much property but we did have a nice area of the forest to run around in and explore we knew almost every square inch of the land back then I loved the outdoors and I would play out there for hours at a time I felt

comfortable out there especially when I had my dogs with me my house sat on a very small hill and we had a small porch on the backside looking out into the woods it was just big enough to hold our grill or maybe a few camping chairs and I would often stand out there at dusk listening to the sounds of the forest at night the tree line was about 20 yard away from there and the angle made it so whoever was on the porch would be a good 6 or 7 ft above the ground at the

tree line One Night in July I was standing out there as usual I'd been sitting there reading one of my favorite books and just relaxing I was around 12 years old at the time and I had a very short attention span once I was done reading I got to my feet and leaned against the railing looking out into the trees after a few moments I realized I could hear something walking around in the woods since we lived so close to the forest we often got deer that walked through sometimes coming right up to our house

if we were silent enough naturally I went quiet waiting for a deer to come out of the bushes sure enough after about 30 seconds I saw a pale slender shape stepping out from the brush there was a brief moment of excitement to see such a pretty creature before my enthusiast ASM was replaced by confusion this deer didn't look quite right its neck was just a little too long and its limbs seemed thin and spindly it shouldn't be able to stand on legs that thin surely it would have collapsed from the weight of its own body

but somehow it was perfectly steady on its hoves as it walked towards me I felt no fear yet just confusion and Fascination as it got closer and closer I realized that no deer should be this close to a human being it looked directly at me and I knew it was aware of my presence with the thrill of Terror I realized maybe this deer had rabies or was sick there was no way the deer could get on the porch with me but I still slowly backed away away from the railing going inside and locking the door

behind me I thought about it for a moment then Shrugged it off deciding this was just a uh a sick deer I told my mother about the deer worried for our dogs or my brother I didn't want them to get attacked by it or possibly get whatever made that deer sick my mother immediately went on alert and kept my brother and the dogs inside for the next few days we moved away that week though it wasn't related to the sighting of the sickly animal I never saw that deer again or another one like it it's

been several years since the encounter and I'd forgotten about it until a few nights ago my interest in the Paranormal has remained with me and I've continued to look into these creatures I was searching through the crypted tags on an app and I found videos of creatur called not dear immediately interested I searched up these beings and after looking at the information for a few moments the memories of that night in July came back to me it was starting to make sense to me the deer's appearance and behavior perfectly matched the stereotypical behavior of not

deer the story that I thought I made up with my 12-year-old imagination had actually been true I was rather embarrassed for not realizing what this creature was until all these years later considering how much I'd looked into these folklore beings however I decided to ignore the embarrassment and share my story instead if I see another creature like this I'll be sure to share more in the days since realizing what my encounter was I found myself looking into the woods more wondering if I'll see a pair of big eyes staring back my experience with the windigo

from love Malfoy 5858 I live in New Jersey this took place when I was around 10 or 12 our school had organized a camping trip to the Bass River State Forest of course being The Adventurous kid I was I instantly signed up the day on which the trip was organized was in the winter so we bundled up in cozy winter clothes before going on the 3-day camping trip the trip started like any other we got on the Bus teachers assigned Us in groups and all that stuff we got off the bus with our camping gear

and immediately sat to work while we worked however I had this strange feeling that I was being watched I brushed it off thinking there's nothing wrong with that there's lots of animals out here after all as soon as I had this thought a howl of some sort resounded from the woods All Around Me startled I dropped the hammer I was holding two Hammer pegs the noise had startled me as even though my friend said it was nothing it sounded more human than animal but with still some traces of wolf in it it's hard to explain

it was so bizarre I pushed the occurrence to the back of my mind and I tried to enjoy the trip nothing besides that really happened on the first day on the evening of the second day we all lit a fire as it was cold we were having a really good time toasting marshmallows and singing songs a few hours passed and the fire began to dwindle we all went out in different directions in the woods to cover more ground searching for more candle I had chosen to go through the most scary looking part of the forest

as like I said I was adventurous I had been picking up sticks for nearly 10 minutes before realizing the forest was quiet too quiet this silence was deafening I suddenly heard a twig snap near the tree line I jumped in shock and looked around for the source of the noise I called out to see if anyone was there but then my voice seemed to Echo seemed to anybody there I say this because my echo sounded much more disturbing much more inhuman I got scared dropping all the sticks I was carrying and ran for my life

behind me I could hear Twigs snapping I never felt so terrified I ran for a few minutes and The Twig SN in seemed to have stopped I turned back to see that was a big mistake what I saw will be forever etched into my mind a huge wolf standing on two legs with what appeared to be adlers was looking down at me and I swear it looked as if it was smiling I saw rows of razor sharp teeth that could tear through bone like paper I practically flew to the campsite and only stopped when I

saw my best friend Allison when I made it to her I cried at her feet breaking down she asked what was wrong pointing towards the woods from where I came from then I blacked out when I woke up the next day in my tent with worried faces all around me I explained to everyone that I saw a wolf that's all I could say I knew no one would ever believe what I actually saw the third day I stayed inside terrified that I might see that awful creature again nowadays I'm very wary of going into the

woods and I never stray too far anymore if you ever encounter a creature like this I advise you to run for your life as well windigo encounter while zoed from schnitzel this story starts off on a warm summer evening at a friend's house around half a year ago me and three of my friends Cole Andre and Lucas were at Cole's Place it was our usual hangout spot on the weekends at around 7:30 p.m. we were in his basement playing video games as usual at one moment Lucas died in the game and got so mad he

threw the controller onto the floor which ended up causing it to break Cole wasn't very happy about this after all that was his controller feeling bad about his laps and judgment Lucas told Cole that if we went to Walmart that night he would buy Cole a new controller we often got bored through the night and would often end up going to Walmart anyway plus there was a Taco Bell right next door to Walmart and we were all quite hungry none of us had had supper yet we got into Cole's Honda Civic and headed out to

Walmart to fill our stomachs with our brand new controller in hand and some Taco Bell in our systems we began to talk in the parking lot of the Taco Bell we then got onto the topic of substances Lucas told us about a store nearby that sells special gummies now to this day I've never done anything drug related and never really wanted to do anything drug related but when the guys heard of a special gummy they were super curious so we rolled into the parking lot we gave Lucas about 30 bucks and he walked in and

out with the goods of course the two of them wanted to try out the gummies as soon as possible but Cole said that his mom was home and if we did them there she would find out and very readily ter us a new one I had an idea I remembered my family own a small cabin about 20 minutes away and I thought the guys could try the gummies there I pitched the cabin idea and they were instantly sold we began to make our way down to the cabin for context this isn't some old cabin from

the Scary Movies you've seen instead it's pretty much just a newer looking small home it has a bedroom and a bathroom to the right and to the left you have a kitchen with a smaller bedroom with four bunk beds Straight Ahead from the front door is a small living room now the property is surrounded on one side by a wooded area and on the back of the cabin you've got a big hill with the cabin being on the top of that Hill there's a small cornfield at the bottom of the hill and probably 50 yd

to the left of the cabin we have this wooden storage shed that we use to store our four-wheelers and other things as we pulled up I instantly felt on edge like someone was watching me from a distance as we stopped the car I got out and looked around the area I looked at the storage shed I thought I saw a weird flash suddenly going behind it but I brushed this off as my imagination we went into the cabin and the guys were ready to try those gummies they were acting like kids on Christmas and wrapping

their favorite presents I offered to be the sober one since at the end of the day someone's got to drive the guys back home around half an hour went by and Andre started to act in a funny way he began laughing at any little comment then Cole started to do the same thing I then realized the gummy was beginning to strike them Cole grabbed his airpods kicking off his own Little Rock concert in his head meanwhile Andre connected to our speaker that we have at the cabin and started to dance around to Sweet Caroline I

guess luk Lucas was more tolerant to these gummies because he looked about as sober as I was I always thought that when you get high you just turn into a lazy bum just sitting there deep in your own thoughts but I didn't question it I just sat there on the couch around 2 to 3 hours passed by and the energy began to die down in the cabin by then it was about 2: a.m. Cole went into the bedroom on the right Lucas pass passed out right on the couch and Andre said he was going to

go out into his car so he could listen to some music so out he went and I went on to the other bedroom I turned the light on I lay in bed trying to get some sleep before long I heard something there was a tapping noise at the window on the wall in the middle of the room I mustered up some courage to set up and take a look but when I did I saw nothing there but I continued to hear the tapping I sat there waiting for something to come into view of the window

but nothing came out and soon the tapping noises went away I gave a sigh and tried to go back to sleep out of nowhere my phone started to ring who calls someone at this time of night I thought I picked up my phone and saw it was my dad calling I answered with a tired hello hey sport I saw on the trail cameras you guys are down at the cabin just want to let you know I might come down in the morning to do some hunting could you get my bow ready sure I can do

that bye Dad I said I got up and got his bow ready as requested for some reason it was on the other bunk bed on the other side of the room so I just got up and got it ready for him sorting his Arrow and such then I remembered Andre was still out in his car listening to music I called him telling him to come back inside I didn't want my dad to come down here in the morning to find him in his car hung over Andre agreed and said he'd be in soon I went

back to bed and around 5 minutes later I heard the door knob Jiggle It startled me at first but then I remembered the door locks automatically it was probably just Andre wanting to come inside so I walked over to the door and I was about to unlock it but then I looked out the front door window and I was frozen at what I saw right in front of the door I saw this tall figure and I mean so tall its shoulders were as high as the top of the door frame its skin was so gray

and taut it looked like clay it looked like this thing had not eaten in months I could almost see Its Ribs poking through then this thing whatever it was lowered its head to where I could see its face and oh boy this thing's face was pure nightmare fuel its eyes were black and had holes where skin should have belonged and it had layers of teeth all Jagged and pointy the thing then spoke to me let me in but what was really terrifying and confusing was the way its voice sounded almost exactly like Andre I knew

I couldn't let it in who knows where Andre actually was with that thing out there I broke out of my trance and quickly remembered my dad's 12 gauge it was in the other bedroom and there were shotgun shells on the table in the living room when I started to run to the bedroom I guess Lucas heard me and woke up he looked up and saw the Beast behind the door what is that Lucas screamed as he jumped into the air when the creature saw Lucas it started to jiggle the door knob so hard I thought

it was going to fall out I ran from the bedroom with the shotgun then I picked up the shells from the table inserting them into the gun I've grown up around guns pretty much my whole life so when I fired towards the Beast I was almost entirely sure they hit there was a thud a terrifying scream which sounded like that of a fox somehow afterwards a figure began to run away from the cabin down the hill disappearing into the corn field another creepy aspect to this was the way it ran the speed it was capable

of it had to be at least 250 y from the cabin to the cornfield and that that thing was there and only a few seconds after seeing that I dragged Cole's woozy butt out of the cabin Lucas following behind us we ran over to Cole's car and opened the door there was Andre sleeping in the driver's seat since we couldn't really move Andre instead we just hopped in and took off back to Cole's house after this experience I have not been back to my family's cabin [Music] creature in South Dakota from J equals Lou 314

in 2019 I was 20 years old I was in my final semester of college I was attending a university in the south eastern part of South Dakota originally I was born and grew up in the Greater St Louis area in Missouri 8 hours away from my University during my time in South Dakota I met many people of different backgrounds and cultures especially Native Americans from the Sue tribe during many late night conversations at the library we would talk about the mythologies of their culture like the Thunderbird and Sasquatch as a child I was obsessed with

researching Cryptids and watching shows like monster quest and Mountain Monsters however as I grew up I began to disregard my past beliefs I became more skeptical of stories i' believed in my youth when I would speak with my Sue classmates about their culture and beliefs it was more of an intellectual curiosity I have to admit however some of their stories would show up in my nightmares stories about beings which could shapeshift and mimic your friends and family that's enough to make anyone terrified in my opinion in the middle of my final semester of school my

girlfriend had broke up with me and to be honest it had been affecting my mental health and my schoolwork she was my first real relationship and the thought of now being alone was something I had never had to deal with before in my life my two friends SL roommates Shawn and Tyler both noticed this and at first they gave me some space face however 2 days turned into 2 weeks and they became increasingly worried for me one night at around 10 p.m. I was watching some television drinking a bang energy drink suddenly Shawn knocked on

my door so loud the star blast flavored liquid Spilled Out onto the carpet Shawn opened the door up and with a grin exclaimed come on bro we're going hunting Shawn was a self described Ladies Man from the West Coast he was about 6'5 believe it or not built like a former offensive lineman which made sense because that's how we met Shawn Tyler and I were all former offensive linemen who came to play for the school we were currently attending I had gotten injured the year prior and decided to call my football career quits Shawn and

Tyler both quit as well for personal reasons that I won't get into here over the years Shawn and I went from reluctant teammates to close friends Tyler was closer to Shawn than me however we got along quite well Tyler was from Nebraska was about my height 6'2 and was about 285 lb of pure muscle he was the country boy of our Trio and there wouldn't be a moment you couldn't catch him without chewing tobacco in his mouth or a cheap beer in his hand I knew Tyler had gone hunting with Shawn before however I was

never the hunting type I'd been too busy sulking in my room lately to muster up the courage to ask if I could tag along I looked up at Shawn saying I don't know man think I'm just going to take it easy he looked at me and replied Justin listen I'm sorry about your breakup but you got to stop feeling sorry for yourself get back out there again come on dude just go out with us Sea's words bounced around my mind for a few moments I looked down at the energy drink stained floor for another moment

I knew if I said no I would only torture myself for the rest of the night eating cheap gas station pizza and staring at my ex's social media so I looked back up at Sean screw it let's go Tyler was was already sitting in the driver's seat of his truck as Shawn and I shut the front door of our apartment and locked it Tyler rolled the window down and called out oh my God he's alive Shawn chuckled and I forced a smile aha very funny Tyler Shawn jumped in the passenger seat of the truck I

was stuck in the back next to me was a nearly full 30 pack of cheap beer Tyler asked me to grab him one and I obliged I know not the smartest thing to do for the next 2 hours we drank and drove around the back roads of South Dakota riding around dirt trails that seemed to go on forever surrounded by the endless Plains covered in darkness the only light for Miles was the headlights of Tyler's truck at one point along the way Shawn and Tyler got out of the truck at neck break speed and I

followed closely suddenly there was a bang and several moments later Tyler walked over to the side of the road bent over and picked up the dead raccoon shot by the tail and turned back to us with a cheesy grin this repeated a couple more times before the incident at one point Tyler looked at Shawn and I asking if we needed to go pee at which point we both raised our hands like Tyler was some Elementary School teacher he rolled his up eyes then began to slow his truck down to a stop in the middle of

the dirt road we were on on the right side of the truck there were about 20 yards of grass then dozens of trees Beyond it seemingly spread farther out than we could make out on the left side of the truck were the continuous Great Planes we'd all gotten out of the truck to relieve ourselves since there was no one in sight for Miles we stayed on the Dirt Road next to the running truck as I finished and zipped up my pants I looked over toward the tree line I was startled there were two glowing yellow

orbs in the trees only about 20 yard away thinking that the beer had caught up with me I rubbed my eyes good and hard and opened them again but the yellow orbs were still there in the tree they were about 20 or 25 ft up off the ground thinking that I'd found another raccoon I looked at Tyler and yelled for him to come over here he walked on over to me and I told him what I saw and pointed it out Tyler looked at the tree line then back to me he shook his head bro

you should get your eyes checked there's nothing over there I looked back at the tree line and he was right the yellow orbs were gone thinking it must have been the booze I Shrugged it off and turned around to walk back to the truck as I turned around I heard movement from the trees where I had just been looking all of a sudden boom I felt the ground shake like something had fallen out of the tree that we were looking at I turned to look at the trees again and I saw those same yellow orbs

several feet below where they were before now they were about 8 to 9 ft off the the ground I strained my eyes to see if I can make out more details but nothing just pure Darkness except for those yellow orbs that I knew to be eyes I couldn't move I was so scared I'd seen a million movies and TV shows where the characters are Frozen with fear but that saying doesn't really do it justice I had to remind myself to even breathe I could hear my own heart beating more and more rapidly as time went

on I dared not look back to check on Shawn and Tyler in fear that turning away from this creature would cause it to rush towards me and destroy me then I felt a hand on my shoulder I nearly jumped right out of my own body it was Tyler calmly but firmly saying we need to make a dash to the truck if not we're going to die I nodded my head on the count of three he said one two Tyler never got to three because as soon as he said two we heard the most terrifying awful

sound I could have ever imagined from the figure cloaked in the darkness it was like hatred and evil and danger pouring out in the form of a roar the sound was was high pitched but somehow also deep at the same time whatever was making this noise had to have impossibly large lungs feeling and logic shocked back into my body Tyler and I turned and ran to the truck I could see Shawn frantically fiddling with the front passenger side door eventually opening it and jumping inside Shawn also opened the rear passenger side door of the truck

for us as I ran to the truck I could hear loud breathing and footsteps catching up to us I ushered all my energy into running faster than I ever had before I basically dolphin dived into the back of the truck while Tyler jumped into the driver's seat putting the truck into gear and slamming on the gas as we lurched forward I looked back at the dust the truck had kicked up and all I saw in that immense Darkness were the two glowing eyes they were staring at us as we sped back to our apartment eventually

Tyler pulled into our driveway and the three of us piled out of the truck as quickly as we could I pulled out the keys and we all nearly fell into the living room as I opened the front door once we'd settled down and began to sip on some coffee which Shawn had made we began to tell each other our respective sides of what we'd seen Shawn had only heard the Roar not much of anything else as I told my story Shawn gave me a puzzled look however Tyler backed me up saying that they saw the

same thing as I did once he heard the large Crash from the tree dazed confused and exhausted from the night we all passed out shortly after in the morning I woke up with a slight headache and walked into the kitchen Tyler was already there eating breakfast I grabbed a protein bar and began to chew away with him in silence eventually I looked at him and asked Tyler what the heck was that he stopped eating and looked at me with a look that said he'd seen things like that before well I don't know all I know

is it wasn't human and it wasn't like anything I've ever hunted after I graduated I moved back to the St Louis area over the years I lost touch with Tyler and Shawn last I heard Shawn went back to the West Coast and Tyler went back to Nebraska I'm now 25 engaged and have a pretty nice job in law enforcement most days have been good but every now and then when I'm driving at night alone I think about the encounter I had all those years ago and I think my lucky stars I got away alive over

these years I began to do some research on other Cryptids like I did when I was a kid I can only narrow it down to either maybe Bigfoot or possibly a skin walker either way those eyes will remain in my soul as long as I live Dear Mr creature in South Dakota let's not meet again the thing in the yard from Silver Bullet 54 my cousin Jack from Florida had a house in college that I spent some time at when he was moving things around to a closer house so he could commute to campus once

the semester started he had me keep an eye on the property every night because he said that there was something out there I didn't really believe him but he also wasn't a liar so I wasn't really sure what to think or expect I figured that if he was that spooked it might be dangerous turns out he was right one night when I was using a flashlight to check the backyard I saw something strange standing near the tree line it was tall bluish white and probably about 100 yd away from me I put down the light

to see if it was just a reflection but it was still there I turned around slowly and went back inside telling Jack what I saw he said he'd seen the same thing and that was what he needed me to keep an eye out for when I asked what it was he told me it never got close enough for him to get a better look it was like it wanted to be seen but not too close I suggested maybe a poltergeist but he shook his head telling me it couldn't be because it never made any noise

the next night I was sleeping until I heard suddenly four dogs barking and Howling both Jack and I jumped out of our beds almost gliding with each other in the middle of the hallway we managed to stop in time to avoid a crash then we rushed outside the two of us froze and our mouths were wide open his backyard now had three shimmering creatures that were like the one Jack and I had seen before he just stared and I made a small choking sound we were just that terrified The Barking suddenly stopped and these creatures

glided yes glided back into the trees Vanishing Jack was just silent for a few minutes then he asked what I thought I just shook my head and couldn't really answer after Jack moved out I spent one more day at the house as I was cooking dinner I heard heard a sound outside and peaked out the backyard was empty except for a pale bluish white figure it was pacing around I turned off the oven and ran out the front door jumping in my car and tearing out of there I still have no idea what it was

but some sort of skin walker seems like the most likely explanation but why did I see three on one night and one on the other and what was that last one doing out there during the day Walker Lake windo from Northern Pacific what I'm going to share with you is one of the creepiest gut-wrenching encounters I've had in my entire life two friends of mine Joshua and Ethan and I were residing in tents for a couple of nights we were going on our seasonal hunting trip at Walker Lake it was November of 2017 at the

time we weren't very experienced in that area it was our first trip to Walker Lake for hunting purposes together as a group the only friend somewhat familiar with the place was Ethan who had previously hunted north of Walker River for small games such as rabbits and coyotes all of us were well equipped however with all of our hunting equipment as well as three tents and food now that brings me to the first incident at about 4:00 a.m. on the first morning there I believe it was a Saturday I was the first to wake up I

decided to leave my tent and go take a leak I walked on over to some nearby brush and in front of me was the lake itself it was still very dark at the time and the sun would not show until hours later while I was using the restroom I looked around to scout what I could with the little vision I had in the dark and near the shore about 70 yard to my left I could make out a figure this figure was hunched over looking at the ground in front of the water I'd just about

finished my business so I zipped up my jeans and ran back to the tents to alert the other guys of potentially another Hunter being in the area I woke Joshua from his Slumber but Ethan was out like a light so I told Joshua about the Fig fig I saw the two of us looked over the brush and saw the figure still this time standing completely straight we couldn't tell if the figure was facing us though or if it was facing the lake it was still just too dark as soon as Ethan awoke and started walking

towards us the figure dropped on all fours beginning to move over brush in its way making its way closer to us Joshua and I got down beginning to to whisper to Ethan to do the same not sure what we said though Ethan just kept walking towards us loud and Confused then he looked over to where we were pointing now from what Ethan told me later on after the trip he apparently saw a figure with a very deformed and malnourished face nothing like a bear or coyote Ethan didn't say a word he instead booked it back

to the truck leaving us behind this left Joshua and I in an awkward situation because Ethan got a head start on us and this creature was still approaching us better yet seeing how scared Ethan had been had only paralyzed us we stayed in our position just waiting and listening a few minutes later we began to hear hard steady footsteps they must have been coming about 30 yard from us walking towards the camp jhua and I slowly began to move our way behind the brush facing the creature so we'd remain unseen I did peek my head

around the brush to take a look and there it was a very hairy large looking dog or deer it was facing away from us staring at our campsite Joshua then almost gave us away beginning to whisper profanities but I hushed them quickly I stared at the thing for quite some time waiting for it to go away then suddenly the creature stood up and ran as fast as a coyote back towards the lake Joshua and I just stayed there for what felt like hours too afraid to move we waited until the sun rose we got through

one day of hunting until we called our trip off early due to the events that had occurred none of us were really able to focus on Hunting I think our little group was just too creeped out in fact Ethan didn't want to hunt at all anymore to this day Ethan still has instances where he gets spooked or scared by the littlest things which he claims is due to the face he saw in that creature whatever it was it was bad enough to put him on edge for a very long time we haven't been back to

those hunting grounds since as we believe they're claimed by that thing windigo encounter in Maine from Duke of caisan I was born and raised in Maine I of Penobscot and abanaki descent the story I'm about to tell you took place in the town of Farmington Maine along the Sandy River while at College in Farmington my friends and I would go down to the banks of the Sandy River to smoke drink and start some small campfires one night we decided to do just that so I went down to the laundry room and collected lint from the

dryers to Aid as a fire starter I knew we would struggle to light the fire as it had snowed recently and most of the kindling in the woods would be too wet to light additionally I was always given the task of lighting the fires when we had them as everyone else always struggled and I could light it in moments once we gathered everything together that we needed we all headed down to our usual spot overlooking the river and we started to collect firewood the moment we got down to the Overlook I was instantly feeling unsettled

like I was being watched from every possible Direction I took note of this feeling and decided to keep an eye out for anything else that might be unusual in general I'm very trusting of my gut instincts as they're usually right while everyone else was collecting firewood I knelt down and started to try to light the lint in the ring of stones we always used suddenly the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and below me along the Frozen Beach I heard footsteps they sounded heavy like what a moose or a cow would

sound like trudging through crunchy snow I asked my friend Ian did you hear that he just looked at me confused he shook his head no but I couldn't just shake it off like that I knew something was wrong then the smell hit me it was sickly sweet and was overlaid with the scent of dead flesh like a dead raccoon and a hot dumpster full of rotten apples I looked around trying to determine if anyone else was smelling it then something said my name in a voice that sounded almost like a combination of radiostatic and tin

foil being crinkled up in a split second I put everything together the uneasy feeling of being watched the unidentified footsteps the smell of rotten fruit and death and the voice calling my name I'd been told stories of windo my entire life my grandfather always cautioned me about them but I was never sure whether I believed it or not the moment I realized what was going on I closed my eyes and pressed my face into the snow in front of me I could hear my friends asking me if I was okay but they sounded like they

were shouting down along hallway then the voice spoke again look at me it almost sounded like my grandfather but I knew better than to respond to it I laid down in the snow my eyes shut tight until the footsteps and the smell disappeared finally I set up and looked around slowly keeping my eyes on the ground until I saw my friends circling me I could finally hear them calling me we need to leave right now I said I guess I sounded sure enough they didn't even question me we walked in silence back to the dorms

once we were back inside Ian pulled me aside and asked what happened now I didn't want to attract the potential windigo to follow me so I said I felt like something was watching us that I was afraid something bad was about to happen I didn't tell anyone about that encounter until I moved to another town none of my friends ever heard or smelled anything themselves so I think it targeted me because it knew that I knew what it was Southern windigo from Anonymous it happened back in 2019 I live in the countryside of Alabama I

was going camping with my girlfriend Jen and my best friend Travis along with his girlfriend Satie we were all in our early 20s fresh out of college to celebrate we went on this trip we packed our usual things food camping gear and a speaker no drugs or alcohol Travis and I even brought along our shotguns for protection my dad told us of a good spot we could go to so we listened before long we picked up the girls and headed out to for our destination we cracked jokes just trying to make each other laugh eventually

we arrived I had to say the spot was beautiful and it seemed we would have it to ourselves we unpacked all the stuff and set up camp when we were done I tried to start a fire when' you learn how to do that Travis asked well my dad taught me you can learn a lot from a man who had Wilderness experience true true I eventually got the fire going and all was well the girls asked if we wanted to go swimming we were down for it we got in the water and had some fun later

that evening Amber and I got out and decided to go for a walk as we were walking I began to feel like someone was watching us and at the same time the sound of the wind died down Amber asked you're you okay yeah but I just feel like we're not alone out here anymore she playfully hit my shoulder you're just being paranoid maybe I replied we began to walk back to camp but that odd feeling clung to me when we made it back Travis and Sadie had finished up swimming it was getting late so I

made some dinner followed by us singing some country songs then for a long while we sat there talking and roasting marshmallows Travis then told us something you know this reminds me of a particular time my dad went hunting out here when he came home one day he looked like he'd seen a ghost he said that he had heard voices and saw something in the woods what was it Sadie asked well I don't know he described it as looking like a man a man with very long arms who looked like he hadn't eaten in months but

he also said the thing had claws for fingers and adlers at top its head Amber chimed in sounds like yet another Boogeyman story Travis responded I wouldn't go that far he said he really saw it in these very Woods I what whatever I said maybe your old man's just trying to scare us so we don't hang out around here even if he did see something then I'll believe it when I see it well don't say I didn't warn you Sadie excused herself to go to the bathroom then Travis joked watch out for that thing babe

very funny she said back then it was just the three of us we sat there in the quiet suddenly that feeling from before grew stronger in fact Travis and Amber began to feel it too all at once the noises around the campfire went silent and a voice came from the dark over here we all turned in the direction of the voice it sounded like a woman in pain like s's voice please help I'm in pain Sadie Travis called you better not be messing around then we heard stie coming out of the darkness what she asked

we were shocked she came from an entirely different direction from where we'd heard her and she looked fine my God s you scared me real funny babe what are you talking about Travis I was just over here the whole time we heard the voice again this time it stopped sounding like s help me we all looked at each other we were not alone out here that was certain then two pairs of footsteps began to walk around our camp and there came a low growl Travis and I grabbed the shotguns telling the girls to get behind

us whoever's out there I said you'd better leave we're armed the footsteps suddenly stopped Travis grabbed the flare gun he fired it Illuminating the entire Forest we saw it then this thing was unlike anything we'd ever seen not a normal animal not a person in fact it looked a whole lot like what his dad had described it began to Screech like it couldn't handle the light from the flare or possibly it had been startled by it run I yelled the girls did just that Travis and I soon followed Amber tripped on a route I slowed

down to help her obviously I couldn't just leave her behind I helped her up and told her to run in that instant there was a pain in my chest sharp and burning I yelled at out in pain firing the shotgun almost instinctively in the direction of the attack I pushed forward running as fast as I could I made it back to the truck everyone else yelling at me to get in I did and Travis began to drive I could hear that thing out there screaming and running around in the dark but as we drove I

stopped hearing it and I think it gave up I think I passed out then my memories bit hazy after that maybe I was going in and out of Consciousness one moment it was dark and the next I saw traffic lights and at last hospital lights when I fully came to I was in a hospital room I saw Travis and Sadi sleeping to my left and the right was Amber thank God you're okay she said of course I am my chest hurt wo there Amber said Travis and stie were waking up glad you're still with us

Travis said what happened he explained I'm pretty sure that thing left you with three claw marks on your chest you were bleeding pretty bad we drove straight to the hospital well then I commented if it makes you feel better Amber said I think scars can be cute all right then thanks I owe all of you don't mention it Travis replied well thank you for not leaving me behind with that thing Amber said our parents were called and 4 weeks later I was recovering quite well from my injuries years after this Travis and Sadi got married

and not long after Amber and I did the same and we have a baby on the way I'll remember that night for the rest of my life I look back at it and I think maybe we encountered this supposed windo I'm just glad to be alive did I see a windo or a skinwalker from Frank M feb13 I moved to Pennsylvania in August 2002 I was 11 years old before that my family and I had lived in Long Island where we moved to was a very rural part of Pennsylvania that was close to the New

York New Jersey border I'm not a person who really believes in paranormal activity or Cryptids or anything of the sort to be honest but there is one occasion that I cannot get out of my mind especially as of late probably because I've been listening to a lot of windo Skinwalker ER and Other crypted Stories they happened to remind me of the time we had just moved to Pennsylvania it couldn't have been any more than a couple of months of us living in our new home the place we moved to was a trailer it sat on

its own plot of land we didn't live in a trailer park it was a one-story structure my brothers and I shared a bedroom which was at one end of the trailer while my parents room was at the other end one day I was sitting in my room watching TV or maybe playing video games can't really remember it's been over 20 years but I do know for sure it was at least 9:00 p.m. as I remember it was dark out I was sitting there minding my own business like any 11-year-old kid and I heard a knock

at my bedroom window I opened up the blind to the window to see who was knocking at it and what I saw when I looked out shocked me there were these yellow glowing eyes staring at me from the dark outside I can't remember if I bothered to close the blinds or not but I got up and left the room sleeping in the living room that night I told my mom about the experience the next day and she said it must have been the neighbor's cat that made no sense to me what I saw was way

too big to be a cat and I'm pretty sure cats don't knock on bedroom windows there were also no tree branches or anything that was close to our home that could have caused that knocking noise nothing for any smaller animal to stand on to gain that much height so whatever it was it was human height to reach the window and had yellow reflecting eyes and was interested enough to knock on the window to get my attention this still bugs me to this very day and if anyone knows what I might have seen I'd love to

hear it the thing crawling in the hallway from Quinn DG this is my sister's story you can call me Devon and my twin sister's name is Sasha we live in Michigan and we've lived in the house this occurred at our entire lives we've always believed in the Paranormal ever since we were little we experienced things that just couldn't be easily explained away overall it's not been anything bad or evil but around when my sister was 10 or 11 she started to see things she would describe them as people coming to her distressed I remember her

often talking about a man who didn't speak much English frequently coming to her sometimes nightly looking for his son some others were spooky maybe a bit malevolent but nothing that's been terribly scary enough to cause her to be afraid to sleep in her own room if things get too bad typically we will Sage the house after she has an encounter like that and it'll be good for a few months but this Happened One Night my dad and I stay up later than anyone else usually past midnight my sister will usually go to bed around 10

and 11 just as she did that night I was doing some art homework when my dad got a text he quickly got up and went to the back of the house I didn't think much of it sometimes Sasha will ask for something to be brought to her like a Band-Aid eventually my dad came back and didn't say a word so I brushed it off when I went to bed I noticed my sister was sleeping in my parents' room also not very uncommon so I sort of just rolled my eyes and moved on I never got

any bad Vibes or weird feelings at any point which is usually my sign that there's something around and that something might not be friendly this morning as I'm getting ready to head to a job interview my dad mentions to me that he needs to Sage the house I asked him why and he hesitated before telling me but he said that my sister saw something I asked her about this too but she said that it was dark so she didn't make out many details this this is what she described there was a man or something that

looked like a man a bit shorter than me and I was 5'2 it or he was crawling back and forth between the end of the hallway and the bathroom Sasha's room is very close to the bathroom so she had a clear view of what was happening this man creature thing would occasionally stick its head in her doorway and look at her this really gave me the creeps as I hate the idea of paranormal things that crawl and most humanoid creatures she didn't recognize the man couldn't pick out any features but said that he was dark

in color she said that it might have been human but she couldn't tell now I know it wasn't our dog she was in the living room with my dad and I she wasn't big enough to look like more than a 3ft tall person when standing vertically so nowhere near 5 feet like that figure had been like I said it's not uncommon for us to hear and see things in this house we even see my dad's late father who hangs around sometimes though we see him a bit less since 2018 we've seen our old dog and

old cat who passed in 2014 and 2016 respectively sometimes from my room I can hear the sound of my dad typing on his keyboard at night even though no one's there and and Sasha's room has been a Hotpot for activity for a very long time recently she's been talking about hearing someone walking around the side of the house where her room is my dad has gone to check it out and the only prints in the snow have been his own lots of freaky unexplained stuff honestly I never thought I'd have my own experience to share

sure I'm around these paranormal things a lot but it's not common that I'm scared of them but this experience with my sister seeing the crawling figure I just don't know how to explain it my sister and I are 17 almost 18 at this point we don't have any younger siblings who could have done this at the time we had one dog a pitbull and she was light in color not at all dark like that crawling thing I'm wondering if it's some kind of ghost or Spirit a manifestation or something entirely different theories are welcome but

I mostly just wanted to get the story out there it's something that's always on my mind got to give Sasha a huge props for not screaming or yelling I doubt we'll see that thing again but I have so many questions demon pretending to be a skinwalker or a windigo from country Mama 887 for safety purposes I'll be changing our names and the names of certain locations you can call me Bri my husband is Cal and my mother-in-law is Bon we live in Anderson South Carolina when my husband and I got together a little over a

year ago he had his own place and his house is surrounded by trees on the weekends my kids and I would stay at his house we used it as a vacation spot since he now lives with me it's important to note that his mama's house Bon's place is right next door to his the driveways even connect when we first got together Bon warned me not to let my kids to go into the Woodline unsupervised she began to explain that she was in her own yard one day when she saw a large solid black cat run

right in front of her and back into the woods she described the thing as larger than a Labrador Retriever easily cougar sized I believed her story now the Department of Natural Resources will not tell you this but South Carolina does have mountain lions I've caught a picture of one on my trail cam before however I had never heard of a black one in South Carolina before at the time I was thinking maybe it was melanism which is the opposite of albanism the biggest cat species that DNR will admit exists here are bobcats she said this

was definitely a cat though one day I asked my husband to take me deer hunting on the property behind his house he was equally as bored as I was that day so we left the kids with Bon and armed ourselves with his rifal we walked down the trail that led us to the back corner of his property line I slumped up against a tree while my husband sat on a log everything was normal peaceful after a while of not seeing any animals not even a rabbit we decided to walk on some more Cal said to

me hey want to go see the old Indian burial ground located on the property right away I was intrigued and replied yeah I'd love to I should say now that I'm a Christian and I believe in demons however I never did believe in Cryptids and the like I absolutely love listening to scary stories and crypted stories though those stories are the butter to my biscuits so I was well versed on the habits of such mythical creatures individually well Cal and I walked down the path to the middle of the back of his property at this

point he turned to me and he said okay we have to walk through the woods now so I said okay let's go babe I'm right behind you I was so anxious to see this burial ground he had told me about as we continued to walk I asked him Which tribes had lived here unfortunately he said said he had no clue we walked about I'd say a football field in length through the woods until we finally came to a stop and he said we're here I looked around and I didn't see anything peculiar right off the

bat he then said look down I listened and I then realized I was standing amongst quite a few Flat Rocks that were sporadically strewn amongst the forest floor in no particular pattern some were flat with the ground others were pushed to the surface like the Earth had pushed them upwards over time I almost shouted whoa that's so cool Cal I didn't feel weird or anything like that while being there and the woods were still making their usual sounds he told me he was going to cross the fence to walk up the stream that was nearby

funny or unfunny enough that stream is called devil Fork Creek thinking back on this now that Creek name gives me the creeps devil Fork Creek is a stream located just 7.3 mi from Homeland Park in Anderson County my husband said the water was being blocked off from the stream possibly done illegally by a neighbor so he wanted to go check it out he offered for me to cross the vence with him but I declined I have asthma and I needed some rest he said he'd be right back so he took off over the fence then

disappeared into the woods following the stream I leaned my rifle against the tree and decided to keep looking at these gravestones about 5 minutes in I started to get this weird feeling I knew this feeling well I'd felt it before my own house had felt like this a few years before meeting my husband when I believed an evil spirit had decided to take up residence in my home home and I had to get my dad to pray in my home and anoint it that luckily got rid of it so I knew what I was dealing

with here it felt like a demon the unexplainable gut-wrenching fear I felt in those woods matched the fear I once felt in my home I didn't know what else to do so I picked up my rifle and damed it into the woods keeping my finger a safe distance from the trigger but still ready to pull my skin tingled my heart pounded I tried to keep my cool suddenly I heard a voice behind me calling my name I spun around but I didn't see a thing my ears however were ringing slightly the fear I felt was

so thick you could probably cut it with a knife I heard my name called again but it came from behind me this time so I spun around still seeing nothing I contemplated leaving then going back to the house without my husband and toe ultimately I decided against this because I told him I'd stay put and I did not want him to show up looking for me and getting worried I heard my name called once again it kept flipping back and forth behind me in front of me behind me then in front of me seemingly in

an endless loop one sounded I swear like my husband's voice but it was coming from the opposite direction he'd gone in the woods and it sounded closer than he should be I raised my rifle and shouted Cal I'm right here I then heard my husband call my name again so I responded I'm right here I heard something call my name again it came from behind me but sounded distorted this one sounded far away though I spun around and I began to hear Twigs snapping I held up my gun towards the direction to see my husband

walking towards me I released a big sigh I realized then I'd been holding my breath for quite a while I dropped the rifle to my side instantly relieved to see him I asked him why he came out on the opposite end he said it's the craziest thing I got lost I don't know how because I was following the the stream and when I turned around to come back I ended up here I've lived here my whole life I've never once gotten lost on my property I was scared I couldn't find you I replied to him

babe I swear I never left this spot I was waiting for you I got scared too I heard my name being called but in different directions he Shrugged it off and said that's weird the fear ID felt before went away and I never heard my name being called again the woods went back to feeling peaceful and save we walked back home and nothing was out of the ordinary I actually didn't even tell him the full experience I had until months later by then like I thought he didn't believe me and thought I was just being

paranoid only a day or two after my initial experience Cal was in his garage alone at night boering around with tools as he likes to call it I was inside the house cleaning the kitchen suddenly he came rushing through the front door his face had lost a significant amount of color I asked him cow are you okay yeah yeah Bri I'm fine just just got the heck scared out of me as all I was walking back to the house from the garage and I heard the most terrifying scream coming from the woods behind me me

I've lived here my whole life and I've never heard such a thing before not here I asked do you think it was that big black cat your mama saw those big cats have the most awful screams you know that was no mountain lion he said rather loudly okay well stay inside now I don't want you going back out there after that he wholeheartedly agreed with me to stay put indoors for the remainder of the night a few nights that week while lying in bed I swear I heard something big walking on our roof and I

felt that same fear again at the time my husband was sleeping peacefully and I didn't want to wake him up after all if it really was a demon there would have been nothing he could do about the situation and if it were a mountain lion I definitely didn't want him going outside to look and possibly get mauled to death let me get this straight I'm a country girl that does not get spooked easily by outside noises these noises however were accompanied by the feeling of pure dread so I just lay there these several occasions until

sleep finally took me just recently I witnessed a shadow figure in the bedroom doorway it was tall taller than the doorway I remember lying there in bed terrified after after a few seconds it moved to the left out of sight and was gone right away I Rose from bed and shut the bedroom door I've heard of the Hat man before but this being was not wearing a hat by the look of his silhouette but I couldn't really make out any features at this point after all these strange happenings I believe what we might be dealing

with on his property is a demon pretending to be a skin walker if anything else happens I'll have to ask my dad to come pray over my husband's house as well I think we can all agree it's never a good feeling to feel unsafe on your own property much less feel unsafe in your own home from unknown forces I hope it gets bored with us and moves along soon I'm curious to know if anyone else has had these experiences especially if you're close to this area or if anyone knows Which tribes may have lived here

at one point and buried their loved ones here the last thing I'll say is don't go into the woods of Anderson South Carolina alone because it might be the last thing you do when to go at the cabin from X necrotized X when I was a young adult my parents bought a beautiful cabin where they ended up spending every summer from from mids spring to late fall they would stay at this cabin returning home only for the winter since the cabin wasn't winterized their cabin is located in New Hampshire on a road that borders Crystal

Lake being big fans of horror my wife and I always joked about the Lake's Eerie name at 37 years old I have a wonderful life with my beautiful wife of 14 years and our five kids however years ago something happened that shook me to my core for context I am a Satanist no we don't engage in the crazy rituals you see in horror movies I love my family enjoy scary movies I'm an avid gamer and I believe in the Paranormal and Cryptids though I've experienced minor paranormal events nothing substantial ever happened to me until one

incident at the cabin occasionally my wife and I would arrange with my parents to stay at the cabin while they return to their primary residence this cabin is close enough to my workplace that I don't need to schedule time off the last time this happened we had only two kids my son was around 9 or 10 and my daughter was around 4 or 5 we packed up and went over to the cabin a place we truly adore for its sheer Beauty one night proba probably around midweek we had just finished dinner and we were getting

the kids ready for bed a task easier said than done with young children my daughter was her usual spirited self and we were trying to get her to settle down for the night the cabin has two bedrooms we were in the master and the kids were in the guest room which has two beds our son at the moment was in the kitchen getting a drink and my daughter had just scampered away from me G in as I tried to tuck her into bed the windows in the guest room were open letting in the cooling evening

air when suddenly I heard my daughter's voice say Daddy from outside the window the voice sounded distorted and electronic as if it had come from a small Bluetooth speaker and not from my daughter herself instantly my body grew cold with concern the backyard outside those windows extends about 15 ft before turning into a wooded area knowing lore about windigos creatures said to mimic voices to lure victims into the forest I feared the worst there was no way my daughter could have reached that spot outside in that short of a time frame I rushed out of

the bedroom finding my wife and children in the kitchen my daughter still giggling about her bedtime Antics the night proceeded without further incident but I didn't share the experience with my wife until we were back home afterwards she was just as concerned as I was life has since moved on we've had three more children and are thriving in our careers we've even bought a house so it's been years since we visited that cabin with just our family we still go there for family events and everything does seem normal however the memory of that voice still

haunts me even years later it chills me just as much as it did that night be wary of what's in the woods you never know what might be lurking just out of view Misty from lost soul J my friend Sarah had always been fond of her cat Misty but lately something wasn't right Misty had become more aggressive lashing out at Sarah with sharp claws biting her when she simply tried to pet her at first Sarah thought it was some sort of phase something that would pass over time but the behavior continued and as time went

on it became more aggressive and unpredictable it started with little things like hissing at Sarah when she petted her too long or scratching at her hand during playtime Sarah tried to ignore it attributing it to the cat's mood changes or a bad day but as days passed the aggression only grew worse it wasn't just her though Misty also became aggressive towards other family members as well but they either didn't notice or they didn't take it as seriously Sarah felt alone in her observations and it frustrated her she tried to talk to her parents about Misty's

Behavior but they always dismissed her concerns saying that it was just a cat being a cat now Sarah had never been superstitious or believed in anything Supernatural before that but as the days went by she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right she began to have frequent nightmares of being attacked by Misty in her sleep it made her anxious around the cat even when it was actually acting calm then one night things took a turn for the worse Sarah was sound asleep and Misty was curled up at her feet suddenly she woke up with

a start feeling a sharp pain in her leg Misty had bitten her through the covers Sarah was terrified and and tried to push the cat away but it wouldn't budge what's wrong with you she whispered and stroked the cat's fur for the first time in weeks Misty looked at her with a soft expression Sarah breathed a sigh of relief thinking that maybe things were going to be okay again but Sarah was wrong as she drifted off back to sleep she felt the cat jump off the bed she didn't think much of this just yet and

assumed it had gone back to its regular spot in the living room but then she heard something that made her blood run cold a low growling sound from the corner of her room Sarah's heart raced and she scrambled under her blankets eyes wide with fear she could see two glowing eyes in the dark and they seemed to be staring right at her Sarah's mind raced to make of what was happening was it all in Her Imagination was this some sort of bizarre nightmare deep down she knew none of it was true this was very much

real and it was happening to her then she heard something Slither across the ground it was the unmistakable sound of claws scratching across the wooden floor Sarah held her breath hoping that it wouldn't notice her but it was too late the creature darted across the room and Sarah could feel its hot breath on her face she could see its sharp teeth glinting in the dark and it was clear this was no ordinary animal it was something much worse Sarah found herself paralyzed with fear unable to move or scream she could feel the creature's breath on

her skin and the weight of its body on her chest but then it vanished as abruptly as it had appeared Sarah lay there shaking as the minute slowly ticked by she didn't know what she'd seen or what had happened but she knew that she was never going to be the same again the next morning Misty was gone Sarah's parents assumed that she had run away still Sarah knew in her heart that wasn't the case something evil was inside that cat something had taken over its body twisting it into a dark and malevolent creature years went

by and Sarah never forgot that awful night she tried to tell her friends and family what happened but no one really believed her they assumed that she was making things up that she had just had a bad dream years later Sarah finally learned the truth about what had happened to Misty she looked into topics of the superatural and discovered the legend of the windo according to Native American folklore the windo is an evil spirit that possesses the bodies of living creatures twisting them into bloodthirsty monsters it was said that once they're possessed there's nothing to

save them Sarah believed this is what happened to Misty it had been possessed and there was nothing anyone could have done to save it and as for Sarah she knew that the memory of that terrifying night would stay with her forever US Army veteran and the windo in Kansas from C Philly 100 I was riding a ski lift with a US Army veteran just last week we got to talking when he mentioned that he'd spent the last couple of years living in these South Dakota Badlands I asked if he'd ever seen any Sasquatch out there

based off my friend's South Dakota Sasquatch encounter he said he hadn't though he was tracking bison and coyotes through the region at the time in order to better understand their hunting patterns he did however relay a story in which he truly felt he had a close call with What Might Have Been a windo in Kansas of all places there's an old Native American Union Army Trail that goes through Kansas and my new friend here as well as a buddy of his had been hiking along the trail enjoying the annual bird migration there when all of

a sudden everything went deathly quiet that's when he started hearing the sound of a woman screaming bloody murder and although his companions somehow could not hear it the sound seemed to reverberate all throughout the hills I think my buddy thought I was losing it he told me but we both heard it go super quiet which was odd in and of itself as we were smack dab in the middle of a massive bird migratory route the kapoo live in the area presently as a reservation was granted to the tribe Back In 1832 and though it was

progressively reduced over the years part of the tribe has continued to live there down to present times he said he'd never been more certain that someone or something was trying to lure him out into the dense brush to kill him what was odd though was that his friend couldn't seem to hear the screaming even though it was crystal clear to his ears I asked him if he happened to see the creature or pinpoint the location of that screaming not exactly he said though I continued hearing weird sounds at and noises and when we camped out

that night that's when things got really bizarre we hadn't seen a soul for at least 2 days and that night I was on high alert so I had a tough time falling asleep every little sound had me poking out of my bivy sack with my 1911 style 45 pistol scanning the area for any signs of movement what was really creepy was at one point he said he thought he saw a tall Dark Shadow move from behind a tree to another and possibly What Might Have Been a hand reaching out around the tree before slowly retreating

back into the Stillness of the night when he finally did fall asleep his dreams were plagued by nightmares of him trying to escape some unseen as salent while running wildly through the brush cutting his face and arms up against the Bramble he'd finally made it back to SA in the dream at which point the dream would simply start over again as if on repeat this happened for what felt like ages before he woke up in a cold sweat going right back to scanning around the perimeter at long last day broke and the sun gradually began

to rise they packed up their little camp and didn't have any run-ins with this entity though the experience had clearly left him shook it wasn't until the video game until dawn was released in 2015 that he remembered that experience and wondered if that's what they'd encountered on that backpacking trip so many moons ago in her book American monsters Linda Godfrey states that the chiua Ottawa and Pat Tomi tribes in Kansas believe there's an evil man eating giant human who was turned into this terrifying Beast due to some slight to another or through a variety of

sins the Chipawa believed that selfishness gluttony or cannibalism would turn a tribe member into the windigo as punishment descriptions vary from tribe to tribe but most describe a large elk likee Predator that prays upon people who wander too far into its domain many report hearing sounds like a baby's cry a woman screaming or a voice playing on a static Loop of sorts perhaps a phrase the Beast somehow recorded from previous victims typically something to the effect of who's there I need help I'm lost is someone there please help me I'm hurt basic human instinct might

lead one off into the Wilderness in an attempt to help whomever they think is needing assistance another common theme is hearing the voice of a loved one maybe your mother luring you out into the woods alone or even a familiar form appearing in the Mist followed by the gradual realization that their voice is off or that the form doesn't quite fit the supposed dimensions of a human being often Too Tall too slender arms too long a stance more suited for a wild animal than a human person all these possibilities the two of us discussed while

also bringing in other native folklore such as deer woman or shape-shifting witches all of which are relatively common motifs in the mythology of the region but what do you think it was what I shot was not a deer from tank 24.99 I was born and raised in the Southern United States a part of Louisiana to be exact skills like Hunting Fishing in camping and even Bushcraft were taught to me by my father and grandfather from a very young age so it made sense I always wanted to be doing something Outdoors when I was about 17

I had decided I wanted to go on a solo bow hunting trip nothing major just one night at my camp and one full day of hunting so I packed up my gear told my folks what I was doing and made my way out into the woods we don't live all that far from the woods and where I usually hunt I would normally just walk instead of having to use gas and drive there this time was different something told me to bring my truck I'm not sure what it was maybe just instincts or maybe it was

the amount of gear I was bringing along and I simply didn't want to deal with all that for a few miles I'm not sure something told me I needed to have my truck and looking back on it I'm certainly glad I decided to drive so I get down to my Camp about 6:15 this is in mid December so it's basically dark by this point I had just enough light to find a good parking spot then I had to use my flashlight the rest of the walkin I'd made it to the camp about 6:35 after I

parked I had to walk because the woods are too thick to drive through the rest of the way eventually I made it to my Camp I set my gear down and right away I started Gathering Tinder and Fire what I pitched my tent positioned all my gear in a way I could just grab it and leave the following morning that way I wouldn't be stuck looking for something then I pulled out a can of beans some sausages and I started dinner that night was quiet not ominously quiet I could still hear the different noises one

would hear in the woods at night but as I said nothing that would keep me awake after eating and just relaxing I got comfortable on on my sleeping pad in my tent and I drifted off to sleep I woke up to Absolute silence somewhere between 2:00 and 2:15 in the morning earlier when I mentioned ominous quiet this is what I meant if you've ever spent much time Outdoors or in the wilderness you would know what it's like to experience this kind of quiet a kind of Silence that makes your heartbeat sound like it's right beside

your ear experienced outdoorsmen know that this quiet almost always guarantees danger I sat in my tent My Revolver in hand waiting then about 40 yards in front of my tent I could hear Twigs snapping I heard heavy and what seemed like bipedal footsteps it's not uncommon for other people to hunt these woods but I was certain I was the only one who would be out here I mean this property belongs to my immediate family any other person who wanted to hunt had to always get permission and even if that were the case my father would

have let me know that someone else would eventually show up something felt off about this I slowly raised up unzipped one of the windows in my tent and I looked towards where I heard the footsteps but as soon as I did nothing the night went right back to how it used usually was crickets birds all those nighttime noises I convinced myself what had just happened may have been caused by being half asleep and half awake I managed to fall back to sleep not long after that I'd convinced myself that my mind was just simply playing

tricks on me and that put me somewhat at ease I awoke to my alarm on my phone set for 5:00 a.m. it was time to get up and make the two-mile Trek through the woods to my tree stand I had timed it to where I could get up grab my gear walk the two miles to my stand and make it just in time for Sunrise and first shooting light I grabbed all my gear not double-checking anything because I told myself it was all good from the night before and I left not double-checking my gear would

prove to be a pretty big mistake at this point I'm about a mile deep into the woods and I only have one more mile to go until I made it to my stand as I'm walking I can hear something in the woods off to my right if you can picture a small path through the woods with Woods surrounding both sides of it that's what I was walking through at one point I stopped and crouched waiting for whatever it was to emerge from the forest into my view wouldn't you know it a white tailed buck came

walking out of the woods it was a bit oddl looking though but nothing that made me not think I could bag him when I say oddl looking I mean he was rather skinny and his eyes looked almost blind but he was acting like a typical deer walking grazing popping his head up to check his surroundings his walk though his gate it weirded me out a lot it was almost as if he was drunk St stumbling moving in an atypical way bobbing side to side and walking with a limp as the sun came out more and

more the deer got closer and I was able to get a better look I could tell he appeared sick he stank the smell was terrible he was Far skinnier than I initially thought and he was discolored his antlers were a shape I've never seen on a white tail honestly while I was looking at him bagging him as a trophy and to feed my family wasn't even my concern anymore I just wanted to put him out of his misery in the poor things pain so I decided to do just that here's where double-checking your gear even

if you think it's all good comes into play I had a sling quiver for my arrows so I wore it on my back it was just easier for me to reach back and draw an arrow the day before my hunt I told my brother he could use some of my arrows to practice his shooting well unbeknownst to me at the time when he put them back in the quiver a few of the broadheads were facing up it was a simple mistake but one I never noticed I was more focused on getting to camp and actually

going hunting so I didn't notice that the arrows were upside down in my quiver anyway I reached back to draw an arrow and my thumb caught the blade of one of the broadheads slicing my thumb wide open of course this makes me kind of shout ow ow and when I did this I was certain the deer was going to be scared off but I heard no trotting footsteps no grunts nothing to indicate the deer had left instead what I heard was a drawn out and distorted followed by a deep guttural growl I looked this supposed

dear right in the eyes as I watched it stand onto hind legs and stare into my soul it Beed teeth which were yellow not too long but very sharp fear put me in a trance that essentially left me paralyzed I could not move maybe I just didn't want to terrified that moving would cause the thing to come after me my fight or flight kicked in and I'd quickly reached back grabbed an arrow knocked it and sent it flying right towards this Beast it struck it low but what would have been fatal to a normal animal

proved to be nothing to this thing I knocked another arrow as this creature started to quickly make its way towards me I released this time I seemed to pierce it in the side of the neck it screamed this awful scream then turned and ran off the other way I watched it go from this bipedal atrocity to running on four legs like a deer once again it got a pretty good ways into the woods and I saw it stop it then turned around and looked at me with these yellow eyes I wasn't about to wait around

to see what this Abomination was going to do so I got out of there I left fast I'm no track and field star but I know I set a personal record for myself that day I made it back to my truck in 13 minutes through all my gear in the back and hauled out of there going way above a safe speed I didn't care about taking down my Camp I could always come back for my gear too I just wanted to get out of there I eventually did go back to my camp at a later

date to see about packing my gear back out but when I did come back everything was decimated my tent had been torn apart the food I'd brought had been eaten or thrown about all over the place and the miscellaneous items I had like books to read had also been ripped to shreds I honestly have no idea what I experienced if it was a skinwalker or windigo I don't know I thought they were only in places with a big Native American influence but I do believe it's possible for them to exist in Louisiana we did have

our own Native American tribes after all or maybe it was the Louisiana rugaru just a messed up and weird version of one who knows one thing I do know is sometimes when I visit home I'll see this deer one that looks a little sick staring at me through the edge of the woods sometimes part of me wants to go back in Hunt this thing down and kill it but as far as I know it hasn't hurt anyone yet maybe I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time but the way it looked at

me the way it red its teeth and growled well seemed to me it wasn't there to have a friendly conversation I just feel lucky to be alive windigo encounter in Maine from Duke of capricon I was born and raised in the state of Maine and I am of Penobscot and abanaki descent the story I'm about to to telling you took place in the town of Farmington Maine along the Sandy River while at College in Farmington my friends and I would go down to the banks of the Sandy River to smoke drink and have some campfires

one night we decided to do just that I went down to the laundry room and collected lint from the dryers to Aid as a fire starter I knew we would struggle to light the fire as it had snowed recently and most of the kindling in the woods would be too wet to light additionally I was always given the task of lighting those fires when we had them as everyone else always struggled and I just seemed better at lighting them once we gathered everything together that we needed we all headed down to our usual spot overlooking

the river and we started to collect firewood the moment we got down to the Overlook I was instantly feeling unsettled almost like I was being watched from every possible Direction I took note of the feeling and I decided to keep an eye out for anything else that was unusual in general I'm very trusting of my gut instincts as they're usually right while everyone else collected firewood I knelt down and I started trying to light the lint in the ring of stones we always used suddenly the hair on the back of my neck stood on end

and below me along the Frozen Beach I heard footsteps they sounded heavy like what a moose or a cow sounded like walking through crunchy snow I asked my friend Ian did you hear that he just looked at me confused shaking his head I couldn't just shake it off I knew something was wrong then the smell hit me it was sickly sweet overlaid with the scent of dead flesh like a dead raccoon in a hot dumpster full of rotten apples I looked around trying to determine if anyone else was smelling it then something said my name

and a voice that was a combination of radiostatic and tinfoil being crinkled up in a split second I put everything together that uneasy feeling of being watched the unidentified footsteps the smell of rotten fruit and death and that voice calling my name I had heard stories of the windo my entire life my grandfather always CAU questioned me about it but I was never sure whether I believed in it or not the moment I realized what was going on I closed my eyes and pressed my face into the snow in front of me I could hear

my friends asking me if I was okay but they sounded like they were shouting down a long hallway then the voice spoke again look at me it almost sounded like my grandfather but I knew better than to respond to it I I lay down in the snow my eyes shut tight until the footsteps and the smell disappeared finally I set up and looked around carefully keeping my eyes on the ground until I saw my friends circling around me I could finally hear them calling out to me we have to leave now I told them I

guess I sounded sure enough that they didn't even question it we walked in silence back to the dorms once we got inside Ian pulled me aside and asked what happened I didn't want the windigo to follow me so I said I just felt like something was watching us and that I was afraid something bad was about to happen I didn't tell anyone about the encounter until I moved to another town none of my friends ever heard or smelled anything so I think it was targeting me because it knew that I knew what it was thanks

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