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you [Music] when I was 17 I was living in a small town called Orange Grove in Texas it was a main city but I lived in the outskirts so it had no lights and it's really really dark and freaky there are so many stories about this place and the town next to it but I never thought I would be able to tell a story myself it was around mid-december and about midnight I had just had a fight with my mom and walked out to the road to calm down the roads there were narrow and rocky and next to it as a cornfield thankfully it was empty but on the right side of me there was a row of large trees that blocked out most of the land and you can't really see anything after walking for about 15 minutes I started to hear a strange sound it sounded like a bunch of whistles and howls and of course I started to get scared I was tempted to turn around but I was still pissed off and I didn't want to go back to my mom's I was on the phone with my grandfather whom was on his way to come pick me up I figured I would just wait for him but then my phone suddenly cut off and it said low battery which is weird cuz I remember charging it I put my phone in my pocket and look toward the trees at this point I was stopped in standing in an empty cornfield since it was closer to the road and a single streetlight the light was low as I was waiting I could see a car approaching they had their high beams on and it was those really bright ones where the car doesn't even have to be close and you can see everything it was at that moment I saw it hiding on the side of a tree I nearly threw up at the side of this thing its body looked about the size of a cow but its head and neck were long it had wavy hair throughout its neck and on top of its head like it was a person the rest of the body was a lighter color and didn't look right I heard those howls and whistles again and I saw it making its way across the road I was not as scared because I figured the car would see it and either hit it or stop and look at it and I can just run back but the car turned into one of the streets and this thing was just walking to where I was I ran to the street lamp but even passed it a few seconds later this thing comes walking into the light I can see it clearly now its face looked like it was human but the mouth was elongated like a snake or a dragon and its mouth was covered with teeth I nearly puked and started crying my life flashed before my eyes and I heard it's how begin to get closer it must have been a miracle or something but my grandfather drove up the road just behind me and told me to get in after shouting after all of this happened I asked him if he knew what that thing was and he didn't say anything he just drove me to his house and never mentioned it the next day I told my brother and he thought it was funny until later that night I heard a kitten meowing at his window it's weird cuz my brother and his girlfriend have a weakness for cute things and we're about to go out and find it but for some reason I felt uneasy and said just wait and leave it we could hear something meowing getting lower and lower until it got demonic and it was just a long yell with some other sounds and whistles then it stopped and we heard a loud scratch and a bang at the window I didn't sleep at night for months after this it wasn't until my friend Collin who took interest in it told me that his sister had been seeing something like that in the same road that I had about four nights after I had seen it and that it tried to run her off the road then another friend said she would see something peeking out of the corn fields when it was full and he could see something very large crashing through it about a week later Collin went to the police station to ask about the road and learn there were a lot of open investigations of missing people spanning from ten years back to this day I never go down that road at night and I'll never forget what I saw so when I was four years old I lived in a small neighborhood decently wooded I would have terrible nightmares in this house I would always have the same dream I'd be outside facing the woods and see a towering black figure I never could see anything other than the outline and I'd be in a panic and slowly walk to my house and look at myself sleep like it would be an out-of-body experience and I'd wake up sweating so after I had this dream five or so times I awoke to a tapping at my window and had an awful stench fill my nose and I heard a voice was more in my head though saying something like come outside and I walked to my door and I saw the gigantic figure from my dream peering through me with yellow eyes I passed out from fright at the moment I woke up on the floor at 6:00 a.m. and I thought I had dreamed it and went back to bed being the little kid I was this experience dubbed my anxiety it happened about four months ago I lived in the Texas Panhandle I was in my room talking to my girlfriend at the time she's of Navajo descent and I had my window open and I heard what sounded like an old-time radio static and smelled rotting meat so I looked out my window and saw a coyote standing seven feet tall on its back Lakes looking around so I shut and locked everything up I heard tapping on the window for the rest of the night I told my girlfriend what happened the next morning and she came over and blessed me in the house and everything in it then she blessed herself and her household and I haven't seen one since when I was about five years old I used to live in an isolated region in Arizona in the Navajo Reservation near a little town called Steamboat the land belonged to my great-grandmother and not much was built there only a couple houses and some graves I used to love it there me just running around with all of this land to explore I lived there with my two brothers and one sister mother stepfather and great grandma being Navajo I commonly used to hear the term skinwalker and how they can curse people just by taking such things like the victims hair urine nails and saliva I never really thought much about it though until that one night it was a typical busy cold night my parents left somewhere for the night with my great-grandmother and my older brother and sister headed into town all there was was me and my brother who was about seven at the time I decided to go to sleep being ordered to by my mom who had just left minutes after I fell asleep being asleep I was alarmed by what seemed to be knocks at my window I didn't really think much about it instead I tried to fall back asleep hoping my mom returns back soon I go back to sleep I woke up in shock barks coming from all around the house these didn't sound like our dogs we had at the ranch as all of them sounded exactly the same when compared to each other it sounded like four or five surrounding the house I was scared being only five I had no idea what to do those five minutes of hiding under the blanket crying as four or five coyotes surround the house I looked in the living room and the TV was on with my stepdad sleeping made my way into the living room and tried to wake up my mom she wakes up with the barking continuing just go to sleep they'll go away I try to sleep crying scared traumatized the next morning was strange no sleep no acknowledgement no one was talking about it it was like it never happened mom remembers it but she doesn't talk about it my stepfather runs into the house the Sheep we rushed outside leaving our food behind and what happened to our sheep was devastating they were all gone no trace nothing so far I'm clueless and why the Sheep were gone and where those coyotes came from the first thing that I can remember of that night was it was a cold crisp evening out in the pasture the grass was tall and crunched beneath me with every footstep I saw a dried red trail and I thought it was a deer that had been injured I brushed it off I kept walking until about midnight and it was even colder than when I started I had walked for miles and was about to turn home I felt a presence so I looked back and saw my friend smiling at me I could smell a horribly putrid smell coming from the direction of him with every gust of wind I didn't think much of it I asked him what he was doing here with his small quiet voice he replied I thought I would just drop by and join you on a walk he usually doesn't walk with me so that's when I began to become curious about what he was really doing here I began to catch up with him because I haven't seen him in a week or two I asked him a few questions and of course he replied it didn't really sound like him though I finished my walk and he went away later as I was laying in bed I thought about attending a funeral I couldn't exactly remember whose it was I left that thought and went to a happy one and then drifted into slumber the next day seemed pretty normal I woke up ate breakfast etc I even went into town to grab a few things from the store like some gas groceries and other stuff like that I came home and stocked my pantries and sat down to see what was on the news I found out that a man went missing I didn't hear the name or see the picture because the TV lost signal I started to feel uneasy I didn't know what for I thought I would just keep that to myself it sounded like a good idea so I stuck with it I carried out the rest of my day normally later I got ready to go for a walk it was getting dark out so I grabbed my flashlight and headed out a few hours passed and it was really dark outside my friend appeared out of nowhere and then began talking like normal he still smelled terrible and wasn't acting right I began to think back to what I thought the night before I remembered I was going to my friend's funeral he had been missing he died how was he here right now I put two and two together and finally realized what was before me from all those stories I've heard skinwalkers tend to stink terribly and they take on the shape of whatever animal or person they got to the head looks very much like my friends I realized that when it started to grow its legs out it says you look like you saw a ghost with an expression that had been a mix of anger and adrenaline it was what a killer looks like before they get somebody I saw all the skin that was previously on it melt off and it turned into a ten foot tall grey thing and when it turned slowly back to its bony structure I just stood there almost to the point of insanity with fright it stared into the deepest part of my soul and I felt it with all of my might I ran off into the forest that thing followed me I found a trail that led deeper into the trees my flashlight beam was dancing side to side while I ran it was one of the most hypnotizing things to me it was until I stumbled and almost fell I hastily regained my balance and kept running it was getting harder to see my flashlight the batteries were wearing out on it I had to find a place to hide or tire this thing out enough so I could change the batteries I knew that thing was just trying to tire me out because it didn't look like it was straining at all it looked like it could do that for hours at a time so that told me my second option wasn't a choice for consideration after about a hundred yards of sprinting I took a sharp corner and climbed up a tree real fast and it kind of worked that thing was puzzled on where I went I didn't realize it but I had my hand over my mouth trying not to make a sound it screeched I had goose bumps so big my shirt shrunk two sizes it sent shivers down my spine and made the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up it sounded like a bird with the screech of a demon mixed together I could not believe how it sounded I had only heard something like that once before when my teacher would put her nails on the chalkboard and slide them I silently changed the batteries on my flashlight and reassembled it I took off one of the old batteries and chucked it into the woods further off I heard it crashing in the distance and heard the thing take off after it it sounded like it was a car on the highway it just took off I climbed down and ran in the opposite direction of which I threw the battery I turned my flashlight back on and started going faster there was some deer running behind me I thought nothing of it and went on that thing came up from behind and got one of the deer I stopped to catch my breath the dust from the path had kicked up and now blinded me from the view of that thing and hopefully it had lost all side of me too I was wrong I heard those same Warriors coming from nowhere but everywhere at once it had a slight echo to it in a faint whisper I heard you look like you saw a ghost how about I comfort you from the thick dust it jumped down next to me from above it screeched and ran after me I had already started running I had tried to jab a stick into it but it stayed alive and full of energy I got lucky it got tired it stopped after hours of running I found a stream I took a few sips from its clean fresh water I sat down on a stump it was soaked I turned my flashlight on and looked where I had been sitting it was red it smelt like iron and was dripping it was coming from my lake the skinwalker got it I took the sock off and tied it around my leg it burned but the dripping slowed I knew I better get a move on before something else happens I was in the middle of the field when I heard a screech I just ran home I was soon there and the gash was bad I got some rubbing alcohol and poured it on there it burned like a fuse of a firework on the fourth of July I got some water then rinsed it out I felt a little burned from the alcohol but not much more the Sun was coming up so I made some coffee and went into my Saturday and got out of there I have told this story many times over and almost nobody believes me I was almost put into a padded room with a straitjacket on because they thought I was crazy that was until they saw the scar there was almost nothing that could match the look of that gash it had the signature mark from a skinwalker I say again almost nothing could match it I remember back to this night sometimes and wonder to myself what would have happened if I stopped that never leaves my mind sometimes when I'm asleep I dream back to that night when I was awakened I have that same feeling of being watched I feel like I'm being stalked I still hear those footsteps and screeches coming from the dark forest every once in a while there's nothing like them this happened when I was 15 years old I had an aunt and uncle and they lived on a rural farm in the middle of Washington in a small town my grandmother lived in a cottage about a hundred feet from the main house and my grandma had a dog named Maggie and she's about 11 years old I had my mom make my bed on the couch and this house was very small every part could be seen from the front window and I was right underneath that the window had a view of a road with tall pine trees behind it so I finally drift off to sleep as my family were all watching a movie I woke up and everything was dark out but the thing was I heard the dog walking around I brushed it off and decided to get up to go to the restroom and I realized there was no dog and my grandma's room was closed and the dog always sleeps with her it hit me like a truck so the restroom was on for only on the other side of the house in the far corner of the property I decided to just go behind a tree because I was going outside I crept into my grandmother's room and grabbed the dog as we walked out the door the dog started to whimper and she ran out of the door to the edge of the road and just stared into the woods I yelled for her to get back but she wouldn't she just sat and stared I had to go and grab her to drag her back into the house when I reached her I decided to look where she was and I saw nothing so I went to the restroom and went back into the house I put Maggie back into my grandma's room and went to sleep it was about 3:14 a.m. but I woke up some time later by the sound of a dog walking again so I got up and saw that my grandma's room was open so I thought it was Maggie but then I looked and the front door was wide open and I froze in fear then I found the courage to look outside so I went and walked through the door and I saw a trail of red leading from the door to the road I followed the trail into the woods and then I saw Maggie in a tree and I looked at what was holding her it was a tall looking man I thought at first but had very distorted features and then I realized it looked like a deer I froze and ran back into the cottage I was so scared I yelled for my family and they ran out of the rooms and I explained what I had seen to them so my dad went out and I followed them and he froze in fear before me and he turned around and ran back into the house I chased him and he told me what he had seen and described the same thing as me the next day we packed up and left and haven't been back since a few years ago 2012 or 13 I think since I was still in high school then I was at a party with some friends and as the night goes on maybe 11 or 12 at night one of my friends and I go outside to have a cigarette the second we get out there there's just this completely awful foul smell just like vomit in decay all at once now this was in the middle of nowhere so we just figured it was an old animal and went on having a cigarette less than a minute later we hear something moving in the dark and sure enough a deer comes hobbling into the very edge of the porch light but then I noticed something one of its front legs was messed up in some way I'm talking like broken in multiple places messed up so my friend and I are slightly put off by this and finish up our cigarette and go inside however right as we start to do that one of the two porch light goes pop and then goes out so now there's less light outside and the deer goes back into darkness so a bit giddy we both do a fake scared squeal at each other and turn around and go inside and that's when we heard it that undeniable sound of nails on the concrete patio we both slowly turn around and see this hunched over rotten coyote doing this very slow unnatural crawl toward us we go from 0 to 600 paralyzed with fear almost instantly until another one of our friends playfully pulls us through the open door telling us to get back to the party to this day I have not experienced anything like that and it's one of the most horrifying things I've ever experienced I live in the mountains about 10 miles outside of a small town near a winding back road highway well known for its many accidents a lot of which happened to be collisions with animals deer small rodents and sometimes more often than not mountain lions I grew up in the country my whole life so I've seen just about every animal my side of the state has to offer while they're alive or roadkill recently I saw one that I could neither identify or rationalize my husband and I had stopped by for dinner with his co-workers in town down the winding road from our home once it grew close to midnight I knew we should be getting home my husband insisted he wanted to stay a little bit longer to have a drink with his buddy reluctantly I agreed he could stay even though he knows I hate going home late at night by myself we have about a half a mile of driveway leading to our home which is blocked off by a padlock gate I get paranoid everytime I have to get out of my car to unlock the gate pull inside and then relock the gate behind me not that I'm afraid of something attacking me but way up in the country a wild animal mauling me the number of mountain lions and in our area was definitely above average I headed back home alone my husband promising he'd only be out for another hour I took the dangerous road extra cautiously in the evening the thick cover of trees surrounding the road made it pitch black after finally arriving at my road I hit the gravel fast eager to get inside what I saw next made me slam on my brakes so hard I fishtailed a bit and scattered gravel every which way what I saw a barely two feet in front of my car was incomprehensible it looked almost like a human figure at first its ribs stuck out so far it took a barrel shape it was hunched over but if it stood up straight it had to be at least eight feet tall Tufts of matted hair all over its body what skin shown through appeared to be mangled long limbs resembling human arms but too thin and discolored its lakes arched like wolves it had no sign of a human face the face it had seemed to be a snout that contained a sharp set of canine teeth that shone and snarled at me my eyes locked with its piercing yellow eyes it stared me down for what felt like an eternity then all of the sudden it broke our gaze swiftly disappearing into the woods I was so scared I sat in my car until my husband arrived home after an hour later he had to knock on my window to get my attention he questioned me about it once we were in the safety of our own home I've been dealing with paranormal experiences with spirits since I was a child but my husband says he has never seen me this shook up before I'll take a ghost over that creature any day this is a story I was told by one of the other guides who had spent around six years guiding canoe trips in the Lake of the Woods let's call him Stephen I want to remind you that I did not experience this but Stephen had told me about a few experiences he and the other guides he worked with had what I do want you to know is that we do not joke around about Wendigos or skinwalkers at our workplace we do not tell these stories to our campers anymore and we don't even say their name but refer to them only as W or s this is not something that we joke about or just make up to scare campers I'm not an expert in Wendigos or skinwalkers or Native American culture by an means and I hope not to offend anyone but the knowledge that I have on them has been passed down by guides and their experiences one detail that I should explain before I tell Stephens story is that a definite way to tell that you were seeing a Wendigo or a skinwalker as if the animal or creature has two bright glowing red or yellow eyes one summer about five to six years ago Stephen had a couple encounters with the Wendigo his first encounter was on an earlier trip in the summer where their destination was into shoal lake it was a six-day trip which had about sixty miles of paddling and taking your packs and canoes over the land to another lake into Sheol on day four they were going out of Sheol the reportage called headman's portage sounds made up from some scary story no idea why they call it that but it's quite fitting there was a campsite that is pretty frequently used about half a mile from the portage we just called the campsite Edmonds Stephen and his trip left show like a mean to get through headman's portage and stay at the campsite right after it it's a little long but a nice highway of portage without too many ups and downs I believe the Canadian Park Service even clears out this portage which may be the only one that is frequently maintained in the Lake of the Woods the short paddle from the portage to the campsite is just surreal and beautiful it's through a little stream with 10 to 15-foot cliffs on both sides covered in moss and beautiful Cedars Stephen and his trip got to headman's campsite and later on just before they were going to bed they discovered they left their sleeping bag at the end of the portage it was around 9:00 so it was getting pretty dark by this point Stephen and a camper said often a canoe with their headlamps quickly to retrieve the pack the paddle took them about a half hour and at this point you could really only see what your headlamp was shining on they grabbed the bag and started to head back shortly after leaving Stephen started to hear loud splashes and things falling from the water behind them he dismissed it at first because beavers are pretty common in this area and when they slapped their tails it sounds pretty identical to a huge rock being chucked into the water but the splashes kept going and who were right on his back as they kept paddling Stephen looked behind him to see a huge rock around the size of a baseball come flying at him and land into the water at his side they began to paddle like crazy to get back to the campsite and away from whatever was chucking these giant super heavy rocks at them Stephen looked back between the paddles and on one of the cliffs about 15 feet up he saw two distinct red glowing eyes on top of it the rock stopped and they made it back okay the rest of their trip went along nicely without any other occurrences but I never feel great about going through headman's portage and triple-check that I don't have any bags there when I do [Music] this story takes place about two years ago my aunt married into the family has cousins not related to me who live on a farm in Lapointe Utah on a reservation and thought it will be fun to have all us other cousins go stay with her for a few days and see the Dinosaur National Monument my aunt's grandmother had recently passed away and her house was basically empty so we went to stay there it was a pretty old house to say the least it was made out of painted white cedar blocks and was pretty rundown but we were only staying there a few days so we didn't care how luxurious it was the front door led into a small kitchen and off the kitchen to the right was a small room with the TV two couches in a chair off of that room was a larger living area with two more pullout couches and a door leading to the side of the house off the living room was a hall that led into two small bedrooms and a bathroom it was a pretty small house considering we had around eighteen people staying there along with the old and empty house we were staying in there were two other houses on the property belonging to my aunts cousins and their families these were the only houses for about two miles there were twelve kids in total ranging from three to sixteen me being the oldest as well as the two other kids who lived in the other houses who wanted to come stay with us we all slept on the pullout couches and the floor other than the parents there were two other people who were staying there they were soon to be married so they were staying there for a few days before the wedding it was a whole big mess of people but bear with me they didn't want to sleep in the same house because they weren't married and religion in all this crap so the guy will call him B was sleeping in the small her outside while this fiance slept in one of the bedrooms now we can actually get to the creepy stuff on the first night we were there me and one of my cousins were on the pull-out couch in the first little room while all the other kids were either on the other couches or on the floor in either our room or the other it was about midnight most of the kids were already asleep we were watching Disney movies and dozing off when we started to hear strange noises outside toward the field it sounded like the low growling and panting but not entirely like it was coming from an animal there was just this weird human-like sound to it I assumed it was some sort of stray animal and got up to see when one of the other kids who lived next door will call him el jumped up and told me just to ignore it and go to sleep I was really confused and the noises were still happening but the terrified look on his face told me I should listen the creature would pace around the house and stop at the door by the kitchen for a few minutes before continuing to circle the house neither of us got any sleep that night the next night was basically the same setup kids sleeping everywhere movies playing a few people still dozing off I was exhausted from the night before and managed to fall asleep when I was woken up by one of the youngest kids quietly crying and crawling into bed with me we'll call him a I asked him what was the matter and he said he was scared by the big dog outside the window I turned to el and asked if they had a dog he looked completely scared out of his mind and said no and told me to ignore it once again I stayed up for a while after that watching movies with a when he asked me to walk with him to the bathroom a little bit of explanation before I continued this house was shaped like a short L the bottom part being the kitchen in the two living rooms and where it turns was the hallway with the bedrooms in the bathroom the bathroom was right at the beginning of the hall there was a small window to where you could see the wall where the first living room was straight ahead along with the window that you could see through into the living room where we were sleeping and then the rest of the house to the left anyways I was walking a to the bathroom and switch on the light when I see it an extremely tall doglike creature standing on its hind legs facing the window looking into the living room its fur was matted and its eyes seemed to be almost glowing orangish red its hands looked human-like but with dark fur and long claws I screamed and the creature ran back around the side of the house on its hind legs I picked up a and carried him back to the living room to quickly find el closing the curtains what was that I whispered to el I don't know if you ignore it it'll go away he whispered back you've seen it before only a couple times but not recently our talking woke up ELLs younger sister and surprisingly nobody else I'm guessing she knew what was going on because she seemed just as scared as we were I sat a down on the bed and turned the TV up louder drowning out the sounds of the creature was making outside and hoping to calm a down a bit and take our minds off whatever the hell we just saw the noise is circling the house continued for about another half hour when they stopped at the back door in the other room I peered my head around the corner to face the door the door handle on the first door started to move back and forth you could see the silhouette of something huge behind it I rushed over to shut and lock the other door trying not to wake anyone else just as I did be guy sleeping in the camper outside also Al's uncle burst through the kitchen door slamming it behind him l asked B what was going on but he didn't want to say another word and rushed down the hall and into the bedroom with his fiance he came out holding a shotgun and pulled a chair into the corner of the living room giving him a view of both the kitchen in the back door he gave us a look of both terror and anger he told us to go back to sleep we didn't he sat there all night until the noise has stopped around sunrise then went back outside into the camper without saying a word I'm surprised no one else woke up and no one else knows what happened that night the next morning there were huge paw prints around the house and Bea was discussing something with ELLs dad who lived in one of the other houses they both looked concerned and scared it was very unsettling we left later that day for reasons I can't remember but I'm glad we did I didn't want to spend another night in that house and I'm pretty sure that what we saw that night was a skinwalker [Music] this story belongs to a friend of mine he told me this once and I simply have to tell it my friend is of Native American heritage a tribe who settled the North Pacific west coast he is quite the character for one he is a whopping six foot ten and he has the blackest eyes you could imagine he always has this frowning face going on which makes him seem even more intimidating he is everything but a bad guy in fact he is the most gentle of giants he was working at a gas station up north back in 1992 and he pretty much always worked the graveyard shift from 11:00 p.m. to 7:00 a.m. business wasn't exactly booming at nights so he was usually watching TV or reading magazines between customers and there were a few the area he lived in worked in was deeply associated with all things Native American there was a potent sense of pride in the surrounding communities but also a very distinct presence of superstition and old traditions my friend was no exception he was a firm believer of the ways of old this made his encounter even more terrifying one night he was sitting as usual watching TV when a customer entered the gas station the customer paid for his gas a pack of smokes and some soda and returned to his car nothing unusual but my friend looked out the window toward the customers car and he spotted what looked like a huge dog sitting by the edge of the woods now the window was located on the side of the building some distance from the door overlooking the pumps and the roof covering it on the sides of the roof are pretty strong lights which shine into the gas station this gives the gas station not only an eerie lighting with the blinds casting long striped shadows but also blinds the teller to an extent as he peered through the window trying to focus on the dog it was gone he didn't think much of it even if it was a wolf he was inside and wolfs don't tend to rob gas stations at night wolves were common here but this wolf was huge he brushed it off and returned to his mindless watching of TV a couple of hours go by and not a single customer is entered since the last one he was just about to refill some condiments when he heard a large thud coming from the back it wasn't inside he could hear that but it came from the back and behind the building they kept the garbage the gas station had been visited before by the scavenging homeless but my friend didn't really care it wasn't his garbage and it was just garbage let them take it but it kept getting louder he decided to grab a flashlight and a gun from the office and circle around back to tell whoever ventured there to leave his presence alone would have scared off anyone but he wanted to feel safe just in case he exited through the sliding doors walking past the window he was just sitting by as he turned the corner he shines a light towards the dumpsters as the cone of light hits the dumpsters my friend instantly drops the flashlight and the gun it's the huge dog he saw before scouring through the garbage it wasn't a dog though it clearly stood on its hind legs reaching the same height this him it couldn't be a bear as it was too gaunt the creatures eyes had been glowing in the light of the flashlight making it even more terrifying he ran inside the gas station and wasn't followed he locked the door stayed inside the whole night and quit the next day my friend is convinced that he saw a skinwalker a shape-shifting shaman of sorts which are a common occurrence in the Native American lore and culture it's just a really creepy story I'm not sure what to think of what happened I may just be overthinking things or my sister may have just been joking with me I figured I would share my small story here in case anyone had any insight on what happened however I don't quite believe anything as monstrous as I suspect to be at fault I probably just misheard for perspective I will tell you that I live out of the southern part of British Columbia Canada I live a good hour and a half away from the nearest town by car and my home is completely surrounded by forests with a few distant neighbors it is not uncommon for us to see in here coyotes wolves bears and cougars so we have a large dog for protection however the latest dog passed on so our new protector is just a puppy and she's not very brave just yet and I don't think she could have helped the situation if she wanted to it happened the summer after my graduation I got a call from one of my neighbors asking if I could tend to her garden while her and her husband went on a fishing trip I took the walk down the hill with my dog through the brush so that she could lay out the details of specific care her plants would need my family has known this woman since we moved into our home 20 years ago and as children we would all go down and visit her make her cards and chat and she would allow us to play in her swimming pool in the summer I trust her completely and have house-sat for her before so it was no odd request for my sister and I to go help out the garden was new and absolutely beautiful I have a garden of my own but it was nothing compared to hers which was gated and was in pristine condition the mosquitoes were horrid so she made her instruction short and I retreated back up the hill to inform my little sister of our assignment the first day was terribly hot my sister and I attempted to get up early to evade the heat and blood suckers but in the end they were all sitting in the shade waiting for us to arrive it took a full hour and a half to completely soak the entire garden and by then we were sweating bloody itchy and irritable from all of our newfound bite marks we were supposed to water the garden every morning so that the Sun wouldn't dry up the water throughout the day so I got up early to wake my sister who after yesterday's assignment refused to go down with me protesting that she wanted to sleep in and to leave her alone not wanting to be held responsible for the demise of my neighbor's veggies I reluctantly trotted down the path to my neighbour's both my dogs were off on some squirrel infested adventure so my Trek was made alone only a few birds that morning until I made it farther down and the closer I got the quieter it became my attention however was on the Sun and I wanted to finish my task ASAP when I was almost done I took a stretch and went to turn off the hose wiping the sweat from my forehead across the field from the garden I thought I heard a person which would have been very odd so I stood still to listen what I heard was my sister calling my name in a shrill voice my sister and I would often call each other in strange exaggerated screeches and voices in just that particular way I knew for a fact that my sister is far too lazy to hike all the way down and sneak through the brush across the field just a me I listened again but heard nothing finishing up I assumed I had just misheard believing it to have been a bird or something though the odd happening struck in my mind later on I referred the account to my sister who laughed and joked with me that this must have been the creature her friend told her about the creature she was referring to was called Wendigo or skinwalker I honestly don't know the difference between the two I don't know what these creatures are or if they actually exist but if they were - they're supposed to live in this kind of area I put it out of my mind anyway not believing in such things the next day I was with my sister tending the garden and my dog came down to see us I was shocked to see her paw was all bloody thinking that she had cut herself on a piece of sheet metal I ran with her back up to the house to see if I could clean and fix it my sister didn't want to come up with me so she stayed in the garden to finish up watering her part it turned out the blood on my dog's paw was not her own and that she had simply caught an unfortunate pack rat whom she delightedly tore to pieces when I came back my sister wasn't in the garden confused I began to walk to my neighbor's house when she came outside to meet me she told me she had heard her name being called from across the field in my voice in the same way I heard mine she was visibly spooked and insisted we go back up to our house and leave the garden for tomorrow I refused and told her she could go up without me if she wanted but I had to finish the garden I suspected she was only kidding with me and I was waiting for her to give up right away like she normally would instead she stayed with me holding her arms and refused to walk home alone once we finished we both came back together for the next three mornings to water the garden and no other occurrence has happened to this day my sister claimed she wasn't lying I'm not sure if these creatures are supposed to be smart enough or talented enough to pull off stunts so specific we have lived in the same house in the middle of the woods for our whole lives and we can be loud and silly without fear of annoying anyone but if someone or something had been close enough to listen they definitely had plenty of time to do so also how these occurrences only happened when we were alone gives me goose bumps if you have any answers for me I would appreciate any info you have I won't reveal who I am or much about where I live and to be honest it's been a few months since this happened but I just came to terms with it now and I have to warn people about what's out there what they knew what we don't warning this is a very long read and some of the content below is very disturbing but I can't hold back so here's my story occasionally I like to go hiking with my friends there's not much more to do honestly we live in a small mountain town in Colorado it was fun at first but by now we know the trails by heart by the end of the summer there was only one we hadn't tried now there's a reason for that the trail goes right through a portion of the forest that the ute people consider to be sacred I'll admit I have hang-ups when it comes to these things you don't wear hats in church you don't let the American flag touch the ground you don't trust a krytron of it still my friend we'll call him mark convinced me to go he said that regardless of whether I went he'd go anyway and since no one else was going he managed to get me to go with him that's one of my other hang-ups don't go hiking alone don't let friends go hiking alone too many tragic news stories start that way so I ended up going with them reluctantly the whole way there he was talking about how this was the coolest trail he'd ever been on yes he'd been there before though only once his ploy had been to get me to come with them so he could show me he admitted this in the casual way that friends admit being jerks to friends sometimes I didn't blame him I had a tendency to have a stick up my butt and what followed only reinforced it we arrived at about 9:00 I remember giving us plenty of time it was farther away from the town than most trails and it wasn't near a paved road so there was a lot of walking just to get there no tourists knew about it a lot of locals and even some ute didn't know about it but if you followed a game trail through a bunch of trees it would widen out and lead its way through some mountains densely forested terrain what struck me was how quiet it was this apparently was what mark found so awesome for some reason in this particular place you couldn't hear any birds chirping or any wildlife whatsoever it was complete and utter silence eventually I had to go to the bathroom and I stepped off the main road just so Marc wouldn't see me as I was going I spotted something through the trees it looked like some sort of clearing just past the shallow creek with a log going over it my curiosity got the better of me and I looked at the log it didn't seem to be an act of nature it was a makeshift bridge I was sure true enough when I tested it it seemed to be stable I put one foot in front of the other and crossed when I reached the other side I pulled my way through some trees and saw the first image of the day that I will never forget though to many it wouldn't have seemed like much in front of me there was vegetation trees ferns brush but suddenly it all stopped within a perfect circle surrounded by a small perfectly arranged rocks there was nothing but smooth dirt it was strange not in the least because the shape of the rocks was absolutely perfect they were partially submerged in soil and fit together like bricks every single one of them was the same uniform white color and as I got closer I saw things had been carved on them symbols they were old very old even if I had understood them they're distinct shapes had been lost over the years that was strange but what disturbed me was that this circle wasn't actually perfect on one edge just one a group of rocks have been kicked up they were scattered around as if they actually had been in a perfect brick wall and something shattered them in this area the otherwise perfectly smooth dirt had been kicked up there was something about it that just unsettled me as quiet as the entire forest was it felt quieter here I quickly turned around and went back to mark who made some lame old number to joke I should have forced him to leave right there instead though we kept going after all the day was only half over while the forest itself was cool at least Mark's perspective I found the trail to be rather disappointing it just went on and on there was no alternate paths and there was hardly any challenging terrain for Colorado this whole area was so flat it was hardly a hike at all the trail was just long very long it took us until noon to at the end there was no one else on it I know that it was a hard trail to find and many of the other locals might share my sentiments but we were there all day and we didn't run into anyone of course it wasn't until we reached the end that things started to get really weird the trail didn't loop at all and I inwardly groan knowing that we would have to walk these same three boring hours back we took our time eating our lunch as we did I swear I could hear noises for the first time there were animals moving through the forest nearby we could hear the rustling of the brush I looked and saw through the foliage the vague outline of a single Bucks head moving past us it was odd but I dismissed it we packed up what was left of our lunches and start the trek back every once in a while I would hear the rustling again I look into the trees and oftentimes I would see the Bucks head eventually though I noticed it was making far too much noise and it was doing so far too frequently mark told me to slow down and stop and being mark he cracked a joke about it but finally he went silent and we both still heard the rustling now even Mark was a little freaked out he turned around and saw the vaguest outline of the Bucks head again this time to me there seemed to be something wrong the head was far too high up around the higher branches of the trees I noticed it mark didn't I should have said something but I didn't have time just as I was there it was gone again going off further into the forest I remember mark talking about how the deer was annoying as hell about how he was going to scare it off or something I don't remember exactly what he said and that bothers me because I should remember he was one of my best friends I do remember him yelling at it and at the time that was funny hey buck yeah you leave us alone he walked off the road and disappeared down the ridge behind a layer of trees pursuing it for a minute there was silence that minute became to mark I called out no answer five minutes past I climbed down the ridge after him Mark I followed the general direction he had gone in keeping the way back to the road in my mind I wouldn't go far I knew because he was smart enough to not go far he hadn't after a short time I found a place where there was no signs of struggle there was blood there was a lot of blood it was all over the trees and all over the ground I cursed to myself there were other things too in addition to the blood pieces of flesh that I didn't like to look at there were marks showing that something had been dragged away from here mark I called out ferociously now forgetting the trail for a second I ran forward along the drag marks after running too far to be safe I reached a small ravine with a creek running through it I narrowly stopped myself it wasn't a long drop but it would hurt you and a sprained ankle in the middle of the forest was bad news the trail stopped here mark I murmured then called out again mark I heard something but it wasn't Mark across the ravine from me I heard rustling and saw the tree stirring something stepped through the brush and revealed itself it was the second image burned into my mind please give me a second I've spent every single day for the past few months trying to tell myself it wasn't real at first I saw a head a head of a buck but it came forward and I realized that it was at least seven feet above the ground I was staring at a seven-foot creature straight in the face that had a massive Bucks head but a humanoid body the creature snorted its buck face remained neutral scared looking even as if it wasn't sure of the malicious whims of the body beneath it there was blood dripping from its horns which were not like the horns of an average buck but jagged pointed and unorganized a mess of sharp points its human body was dark skinned and naked I remember both of its arms and lakes they started human but near the bottom they distorted and became animalistic at the end of its legs were powerful hooves at the end of its arms were hands and very long claws every bit as jagged as the horns on its head in one of those claws was marks body being held by a shirt I examined him only briefly just long enough to notice that the shape of his head was not what it had once been for a moment There was silence I didn't scream I couldn't believe what was in front of me then the creatures ears ruffled it dropped mark and started backing up it's deer head hung lazily to the side as it moved my brain rang suddenly it's going to jump the gap coming from me with the logical side of my mind shut off I turned around and ran hopefully in the exact opposite direction the way I came behind me I heard a powerful grunt and then a scuffle of the monster landing on the bank there was a horrifying roar something that sounded like a grizzly bear in a buck shouting together I had never run so fast or so desperately in all of my life but it was gaining on me and as I ran through the forest I started to feel it's warm hungry breath on my back its hands were extending and I swear I could feel its claws scratch me I ran and scurried up the bank leading to the path I don't know how I got there without it grabbing me but I did then I took off down the road hoping I was going the right direction while running I threw off my backpack and gain some speed I think the bank delayed it slightly that's the only reason I can account as to how I gotten in front of it somehow I ran and ran and ran I didn't stop eventually I didn't hear it anymore but I didn't care I kept running I have never been a long-distance runner but my adrenaline was not going to wear off any time soon I intended to take advantage of it when I reached the end of the trail and saw the road again I couldn't believe it I got into my car just before I took off I shot a glance back up the trail at the point where it went up between the two mountains and was visible from the road I would regret it standing there at the beginning of the trail was the skinwalker as I've come to call it it had given up its chase but stood there watching me hungrily waiting to see if I would come back it's deer head hung lazily dead to one side the blood on his body was beginning to dry it had run the whole trail and didn't look tired at all I twisted the ignition and floored the car and never came back they never found mark and I would never explain what happened no one would believe me I thought I needed to tell someone which is why I'm posting it here it came back to me in my dreams nightmares that creature the skinwalker somehow I doubt that Forrest was really sacred in fact I'm sure it was the opposite because the image that flashes through my mind most often is not the horrific creature it isn't Mark's corpse it's that circle which must have been maintained over the years by those who knew those who understood that old circle left alone for so long [Music] I'm not being followed by anything other than my memories of that moment that moment that felt like an eternity to me was clearly only a few seconds but they were the most haunting seconds of my life for a bit of context I'm a Canadian University student currently living in central Quebec not like Montreal or anything but a very small town bordering a very small city in the middle of nowhere the landscapes are sort of an emerald dream with Titanic Mountains jutting out aggressively all of which blanketed in a dense forest I love my town everything's within walking distance friends the bar the lake it's all great and nearby so we often hit the town together no need to drive anywhere or anything last night we decided to have a little bonfire on this little Ridge off the side of the lake which doesn't really provide too much surface area for a bonfire for this reason the ten of us were huddled around a dimly lit campfire instead guitar is being played fine alcohol is being drink and good times are being had by all as the night draws on I've charged myself with keeping the bulk of the fire going nobody else is too apt had any sort of camping or otherwise outdoorsy activities in my group up to this point all was very normal other than my close friends acting a little off after our first few he had ran out and left by himself to go get more the ridge was out of sight of the road due to the dense forest paths that we used to get to and from it so he goes and cuts through it alone when he gets back he's acting like he had a hundred beers looked like he wasn't used to his Lakes strangely enough he had a full case of beer with him so I assumed he hadn't drank any more he also wasn't gone for very long at all honestly we drank together often me and him I know what he's like drunk and this was especially unusual so he's trying to talk to the people but he just can't say real words it's as if he was trying to perform all of the accents of normal English speech but didn't actually and the words or syntax kind of like one of those videos that are meant to show what English might sound like to non-english speakers as I mentioned before the fire wasn't providing much in terms of light so when we'd head off to go grab some firewood I'd usually jerry-rigged myself on flashlights to my belt to keep the area in front of me well-lit we do this a few times and some of the others begin to lose motivation to collect wood so I take matters into my own hands for the last run of the evening this brush was completely uncultivated super thick very dark the only discernible paths that were about shoulder-width were obstructed by an oddly fallen tree here and there so I'm yanking at trees trying to feel for anything dry even my phone light was falling behind waist-level foliage I didn't really have too much lighting once I got a handful or so I figured it'd be good enough for the last burn so I get the idea to head back but just as I get this thought my phone falls straight onto the ground so of course it had to land facedown blocking the flash preventing me from finding the right way regardless I didn't look forward immediately for some reason I decided to let the darkness sink in I had never been in such a dark environment that I was unable to see my hand in front of my face even the brightest moonbeams couldn't breach the canopy above however as I focus on my surroundings I quickly realized I was referencing my frame using a subtle glow it was yellowish but twisted into a green color the more I concentrated I was immediately very startled by its lack of movement yet curious I hesitantly paced inward carelessly leaving my phone on the ground the glow split distinctly into two yellow-green bulbs that were locked on to each other they're my eyes my vision is really bad especially with lighting so from a distance my eyes will merge the source of light together for instance I can't see stars this caused my curiosity to go nuts what kind of fat raccoon is trying to stalk me through these bushes something was hitting me though I was terrified I bore a fear so intense that my stomach began to turn my curiosity has always outweighed my fears and this situation was no different I began to know what it was it began to know me there was this very strange bond and that and that chilled me to the core I felt a connection to this living thing but its eyes were pumping fear into my body the worst mistake I'd ever make is to follow nervously I yelled loud enough to attempt to startle whatever it may have been and this chilling stare down against me at only about a seven or eight foot distance it's absolutely motionless reaction to my help began to chip away at my sanity was I staring at too elaborately placed lights in the middle of the woods no it couldn't be they had eyes and this battle cry didn't even make him flinch because of that part of me rationalized that it could not possibly be any animal it's probably some kind of prank or a marker for some type of Ecology job so I pressed towards it again walking as if I knew for sure that this was all to be logically explained as I closed the gap my vision began to homed in on these lights plainly defined ovals resplendent with the brightest darkness I'd ever felt when they were legitimately just out of my range of clear vision the lights which were waist level before rose up they rose as eyes would on a bear standing on to its hind legs instantly reducing me to a quivering mess odd thing is bears don't have antlers I haven't ever heard of a moose with piercing eyes that can stand on its hind legs either as soon as it began straightening up I was already getting out of there I just ran luckily I managed to kick my phone out of the dirt and quickly picked it up the flashlight was still going making it really easy to spot once I kicked it rolling through the woods illuminating phone now in my hand I made it back to my campfire completely out of breath now normally I'd spray the story all over my friends but I knew they'd just think I'd went crazy or hit my head collecting wood also considering I didn't have a bundle of sticks anymore my shortness of breath was probably a little unjustified i sat down and noticed that my friend from before was still being very strange but it seemed like with every passing minute he was adapting more to the conversation and was steadily attempting to contribute more and more we're all good friends which is why I find this unusual considering the fact that he legitimately could not speak English one minute and then within 15 he's practically back to normal still something was off he was the last to leave the campfire even after the other guys had pissed it out and he just stayed there staring at the ashes after most of us had gotten home he calls me an entire minute of silence the whole time I'm shouting at him to tell me where he is and that if he's too drunk to get home I'll go and find him disturbingly he just hangs up after a cigarette and another half a beer he calls me back again this time he's trying to talk like before but he can't pronounce any words again he never did touch that case of beer he brought by the way just sat next to him during the whole fire so I tell him to stop being an idiot and to tell me where he is he hangs up again leaving me to figure that he's just drunk emotional and that maybe I was just being a little too harsh on him honestly though I was just so shaken up and I needed to confide to somebody about what I had just seen but he was incapacitated and it frustrated me after that I went to bed and I figured he was just being strangely drunk it was insanely weird to me but I had a few drinks too and I wasn't really having any of his crap and I figured I'd try to get some sleep when I wake up in the morning I have a text from his roommate asking me why he saw him crawl from underneath his car in the driveway this morning we haven't seen him since and his roommate said he thought he'd never made it home because he didn't come in so what's wrong with my friend I'm hoping he comes back because if he doesn't my buddy just got his skin and car jacked by a flesh gate or something so now I'm scared sorry for the long post I just needed to vent and tell the story properly as I remember it update he came back home around 8:30 p.m. last night looking a little shaken up but otherwise normal he seems fine for now [Music] this happened last night so for the past two days I've been reading a lot about skinwalkers I have scourged the top posts of all time and read every single story from there and also the local news for skinwalkers stories I live in NWT it's the province about Alberta about 200,000 and population beautiful in the summer we're surrounded by the woods and lots of lakes there's one particular trail people often drive to access said Lakes anyway last night I was driving on the trail with a guy friend to find a secluded spot he recommended V Lake which was the first Lake you access on the trail system the way it's set up there's a long narrow dirt road at the right of the highway that you have to drive for at least 20 minutes before you get to the lake itself the dirt road is surrounded by trees and is riddled with little lakes here and there it's my favorite Lake to drive to mostly because I love the narrow dirt roads with lots of tall trees so it's Sunday night and we're the only ones driving we weren't tired drunk we were just having fun listening to music then as I was driving about 10 minutes into the dirt road an extremely strong smell of rotten flesh filled our noses this weirded my friend out and made me panic the first thing that came to my mind was skinwalkers it was vile and the smell just hit us all of the sudden the windows were closed and the a/c was set to the lowest the car is clean and nothing there could have caused it I asked him what he thought of the smell he said barbecue I told him there's a current fire ban in effect in the city that can't be he agreed and he said it smelled really rotten to him the smell was strong it was making me nauseous I'm now more aware of the woods surrounding us how it actually makes me feel kind of claustrophobic how every turning curve makes me more and more anxious my gut was telling me something isn't right and I kept thinking skinwalkers and the stories I've read up for the past two days I was getting more scared by the moment then we drove through another curve and my lights and high beams shown quickly on a person standing inside the mouth of the woods and that's when I panicked I asked my friend do you still want to drive down this road yeah I don't care he replied during this time I seriously knew something wasn't right and my brain kept screaming at me to turn around I kept glancing at my mirrors Frank ocean's voice wasn't calming me down I was so scared I think he saw my discomfort so he piped up again we can turn around if you want I slammed on my brakes and did a four point turn and hightailed it out of there once we were back on the highway of the trail I told him about what I thought of the smell but not the person I saw in the woods I didn't want to freak him out we had a long conversation about it I knew we shouldn't have but he kept asking questions because he was curious so I answered but tried not to mention its name also while we were there we were parked at the picnic ground of a lake and little stones started hitting the driver's side of the truck a couple would hit every minute or so it unnerved the crap out of me but I ignored it there was no one else in the trail because we didn't hear or see anyone driving that was kind of weird too one statement of his that kind of unnerved me was I think it was trying to lure us further into the woods so on the way back I had him drive so I could calm down I was calmer on the drive back there were some foxes with glowing eyes in the middle of the road that kind of freaked me out at first but then I realized they're just foxes also saw roadkill by the immediate side of the road that wasn't there before which was pretty weird it was about the size of a beaver or really nothing to panic about I think so yeah this all happened from 1 to 3 a.m. last night I now really believe in skinwalkers just wasn't expecting on encountering one my uncle Antan all my cousins live in Utah like two states over from me California they drive around a lot especially for family reunions my uncle often tells all the kids and everyone else a story when we go camping mostly since someone usually wants to hear it again he was driving back home alone one night in the summer he knew the area well and he wasn't worried but he was still kind of creeped out from well driving alone at night he was in a long road of that sort of sparse desert II area with the hills and bushes my uncle then heard a weird noise like a chirp or something the way he described it was the first part of the hee hee that Michael Jackson makes without the second hee it sounds very ridiculous I know but unsettling in the cold dark outdoors and it seemed clear enough to not have just been creaking metal or something like that obviously he got a little weirded out by it he's a lively tough dude with the company of others but he hates being alone my uncle heard it from somewhat far away but then he started hearing it again and it was almost ramping up getting faster it was also getting slightly louder he sped up but it still continued to get closer he looked to the left outside his window and saw something running almost parallel to his truck pretty far off the road but inside the bush area upright like a tall skinny human he said it was brown and furry and it just bothered him it wasn't horror movie monster scary but it was something's wrong scary he heard the moving of leaves the noise was now basically constant it sounded different like a person sounds when they're tired and speak every syllable and one breath of air the animal thing sort of faded into the plants the thing was though he didn't feel any less scared since now he feared it was in front of him and that he would see it clearly on the road but nothing happened for the rest of the ride he usually clears out the night with his story camping stories are fun but they're sort of harmless this one gets everyone creeped out and thinking something that wouldn't have gone away if he told the story earlier [Music] for a little background on my story I live in a small town outside of Kansas City Kansas but the area I live in has lots of history around it and there was a lot of Native American activity in the area my house has a long driveway and is in the middle of a stand of woods the woods have been there as long as there's records of the area when we first moved into our home everything seemed pretty normal but after living there a month that's when abnormal stuff started to happen pounding on the roof animal scratches on our vehicles and we started finding a lot of dead animals on the property we even contacted Kansas State game wardens but couldn't find any evidence of poaching or poisoning or even the animals getting hit by cars so after about two years of this my older brother moves back in and brings his dog with them one night at about 11:00 p.m. the dark starts whining to be let out so I put him on the leash and let him walk around the yard suddenly he starts trying to yank me back towards the house this uneasy feeling washes over me and I noticed something that smells like rotting catfish guts I feel like someone was watching me so I turn around and down by our garage just inside the light I see this figure it was about five feet tall hunched over and it was very pale it had small deep beady eyes and had a deer like face a sense of pure terror washed over me I've never been more scared of anything in my life and to this day I've never felt that level of fear I ran back into the house to wake up my dad and brother they grabbed some shotguns and run outside to check it out all they find are some pretty deep scratch marks on the garage we contacted the game wardens the next day I described what I saw and smelled and they said it was probably a very sick deer that had contracted some sort of illness or something of that sort weird stuff kept happening for another two or three years then we had a really bad drought and stuff stopped occurring so I don't know what the hell I saw that night I was wondering if anyone had seen or smelled anything similar to that when I was 12 years old my 15 year old brother and I experienced a very horrific event while at our grandparents cabin my grandparents owned a cabin on a rather large island in southern Sweden which contains only two cabins separated by slightly less than a mile one summer my brother and I along with my mother and sister went to visit them for a weekend the thing we did most during our days there was go fishing on the first day of our stay we were planning to fish we set everything up all we had to do now was go dig for worms which we used for bait grabbing a shovel along with a bucket we went back up to the cabin and down a short slope and through a trail where we usually find plenty of worms the forest is very dense and barely any light shines through which makes the whole setting a bit unnerving for me as I have always been easily frightened I hear something walking and I look at my brother with a very scared face he brushes it off as if there was nothing to be afraid of and insist that we go check it out we walk a bit further down the trail which I know leads to an open meadow as I have been there looking for mushrooms with my mom at a previous occasion before we get to the open my brother holds up his hands as to indicate for me to stop I looked over his shoulder and see behind the trees what appears to be a moose looking directly at us I got relieved as I knew they were friendly and as I had seen plenty of moose nearby my brother however who has never been scared of anything looks back at me with the biggest eyes I've ever seen and the most pale I've ever seen someone as he tells me we should get out of here without questioning him I start to walk back while he keeps pushing me as to make me move quicker and as we reach the cabin we are pretty much running my mom and grandma were sitting at the porch as we got into the front and I tell them that we saw moose my brother on the other hand remains completely silent safe to say that there was no fishing that day the following day we didn't even bring up fishing I'm sitting on the porch reading a magazine and my brother is sitting inside on the couch doing the same although he still has the scared look in his eyes I spend the following hour or two reading several magazines until my grandpa asks me where the shovel is I realized that we left it where we were looking for worms the previous day and I tell him where it is just as he was about to go and get it my mother tells me that my brother and I have to go get it since we left it there she also tells me that we should go dig up some worms as she wants to go fishing later with us I don't question it but my brother seems unnerved by it this made everything all the more unsettling for me as my brother is not easily scared at all pretty much the opposite of me we put on our shoes and head to the back of the cabin and walk down the trail heading to where the shovel and bucket is once we are about 10 feet from where the shovel is my brother stops and tells me I should go and dig as he did it the last time I do as he says and I start digging for worms I have this very strong feeling that he stayed back because he was scared something would happen I start hearing the bushes around me sway and I hear sneaky footsteps moving closer and closer everything is all the more creepy as I have no idea where the footsteps are coming from one second I'm sure they're coming from my right the next it feels like they're coming from a completely opposite direction I quickly put a few worms that I found in the bucket and as I fumble to pick up the shovel I feel as I'm being watched my brother walks up to me and helps me steal the bucket and I tell him it feels like someone is watching - which he responds that we should leave just as we turn around and are ready to head back I hear a crack from behind me and turn around I looked down the trail and see the moose once again peeking at me from behind a tree it looked very different from what they usually look like as it felt much slimmer and sort of twisted at the time I'm more confused and curious than I am scared and my brother is dead silent I can't quite see the whole body of it but I know that something is wrong I stand for a couple more seconds watching it as it is staring right at us from what I can see I realize that it's not standing on its four legs it is lean forward as an old man with really bad posture with its arms hanging straight down I also had a weird sensation that the creature was trying to talk to me saying let me help you in a few seconds I get struck with panic and start walking really fast back to the cabin my brother doing the same it only takes a second before we were both in a full sprint running back to the cabin I turn around and the mousse-like creature is nowhere to be seen we put the shovel by the shed where we took it and bring the bucket of worms to the front where my mom and grandparents are the day goes on as if nothing had happened and we don't speak of it at all since this happened I never thought I'd bring it up with my brother we both just sort of knew that it would feel wrong to speak about it and none of us had visited my grandparents cabin since to this day I'm not sure at all what I saw I mentioned it to my friend once and he told me if what I said was true then it was probably a Wendigo or a skinwalker he showed me some pictures from Google and I instantly found resemblances of the creature that I saw back then until recently I had completely repressed this event but after reading several stories about when to go and skinwalkers my mind is once again become haunted by this event and in a terrible way I realized that what I most likely saw was something far more horrific than a moose out of all the things I've read about Wendigo the most terrifying thing is that people say never to talk to it I'm just imagining in my head what could have happened if I tried talking back to the creature when I felt it was speaking to me part two all right so some people asked me to share more regarding the events that happened when I was visiting my grandparents cabin I have not been there since but my grandmother and her new husband stay there every summer note that this is about six years ago since the Moose incident through the magic of Facebook I contacted my grandma we don't know each other all too well anymore so I don't really feel comfortable calling her I told her about the Moose Lake creature and how my brother and I both side she preceded by typing for nearly 15 minutes and I waited patiently her reply was a full story of her own encounter with what she said she had hoped to be just a dysfunctional moose her writing was in Swedish so I will do my best to translate it about 20 years ago I was staying in the cabin by myself your grandpa was working at the time so I was alone for the whole week one night while I was sleeping I woke up with an uneasy feeling I wasn't sure why but I just knew something was wrong I felt as if I was being watched my first thought was to fall back asleep and so I did I woke up and what I believed was about an hour and this time I was sure something wasn't as it should be I felt the same feeling of being watched and I could clearly hear something moving outside I grabbed my bedside candle and light it as I get out of bed I choose to not pull the curtains as I have a terrifying feeling that someone will be staring right at me by now I am convinced that something is trying to rob me I was sleeping in the room at the back of the cabin and so I walked up to the front and looked out by the porch but see nothing there are no neighbors nearby and I can't call the police as I don't have a phone I decide to go back to bed and try to sleep the fear away I lay there for at least an hour without falling asleep and although the sound is gone the unpleasant feeling has stuck around at the back side of the cabin right outside my window was an older cabin which was used before this one was built the place was creepy and we eventually decided to burn it down some years later anyways I hear something bumping around side of it and I realize that I'm gonna have to look out the window I get out of bed light the candle again and pull the curtains the uneasy feeling is still there and I have the strongest feeling that something is going to stare right back at me I pull the curtains and for a complete second I am caught in complete terror I see something staring right back at me but it's no robber it's not a person it's a moose I expected to be relieved to find that it was nothing but a harmless animal but that is far from what I was after a few seconds I calmed down and the panic faded a bit the thing was still staring at me but it was sure not a normal moose I took a few seconds to investigate it for a first it was not standing on four legs it was bent forward as if in the upper front legs were just barely floating above the ground it was also much slimmer than moose usually are and it had this sort of disturbing twist in the body the antlers looked flat-out terrifying naturally it doesn't say anything but I had this strong feeling that it wanted me to come out it wanted me to let it help me although I felt that's what it wanted me to hear I just knew the thing had bad intentions i faint within a few seconds and I wake up in the morning and let out a scream of panic the creature is gone and I am contemplating whether or not I was dreaming to this day I was unsure if this actually happened or if I was just dreaming now that I know you saw the same thing I know it was real my grandma suggested that I tell my brother that I spoke to her about it and I am seriously considering doing so I mean this for sure confirms that what we saw was not a normal moose I had some thoughts thinking it might have just been a handicapped or dysfunctional moose but by the way my grandma said it tried to communicate with her and convinced her I knew it was the same thing that my brother and I encountered as it too tried to talk to us apparently she had already told this story to my mom and grandpa but they just brushed it off and said it was either an injured moose or she was dreaming hearing about this story just made me all the more scared but at the same time curious about what the creature actually was and what was its purpose was he trying to lure us into the forest was he actually trying to help us with something hopefully I get some more clarification the more I talk to people about it I ended up sending some pictures of Wendigo and skinwalkers to her and she definitely saw resemblances between them that all sent shivers down my spine to all of the people reading this if you ever encounter a wee looking creature with antlers do not speak with it or even acknowledge their presence that's what they want so this is a story about an experience I had late last year I was in Dorset UK the night before Christmas Eve opinions are welcome as I can't really explain it and everyone I tell the story to thinks I'm just crazy or I'm making it up what makes me think this may not be a skinwalker is that I've always heard that they won't interpersonal unless you specifically invite them in unless it took the open window as an invitation in addition I have nothing which to explain the orb and flashes unless I'm really losing my mind either way I don't claim to have any literary ability I also didn't know anything about skinwalkers until I tried to figure out what this thing was I'll just tell it like I experienced it I was staying with my parents for a while in my old bedroom we had picked up the house cheaply just three years prior when its former elderly owner suddenly passed away in one of the bedrooms a friend and I had been hanging out for a week or so enjoying the holiday playing video games going for short walks with my sister's dog on the nearby beach surrounding the fields on the 22nd of December this friend left to go spend Christmas with his own family and not knowing what to do with my newfound bedroom for the evening I decided to go to sleep early around 9:00 p.m. for a change my bedroom is on the second floor and my window was left open a few inches to let in a cool breeze my sleep was Restless I kept waking and re-entering sleep every half hour until around midnight when I finally drift off for good or so I thought now I don't often have dreams and if I do I don't remember much of them but the dream that I had this night was stranger than the others and it is relevant to the rest of the story I was seeing through the eyes of another person as they emerged from a bush in one of my neighbours Gardens they were steadily and silently approaching my own garden climbing over a six-foot wooden fence as easily as you are I climb a set of stairs I couldn't see any hands or feat it was if it was a steadycam just gliding over the ground my sister's dog was asleep on the tiny patch of grass near the tree and I came to a stop directly beneath my open window the viewpoint then switched to resting on a branch near the top of the tree in my garden watching the back of a pale white humanoid figure silently glide up the side of my house and looking at me through my open window this is where I woke up covered in a cold sweat and decided that I should just lay there for a while with my eyes closed all I could hear was the wind in the trees outside as I thought about the dream hoping to remember some more of it without warning the silence was broken by my sisters dog barking like crazy about ten seconds later it turned to yelping before fading into silence once more thinking it was squirrels or something else spooking the dog I plan to go back to sleep but then I start to hear slow scratching sounds on the wooden paneling on the outside of the house it only covers the second floor so I reasoned that it couldn't have been my sister's dog so i sat up intending to take a look outside pausing momentarily to glanced sideways at the radio clock illuminating the room with its yellow orange glow and of course it's 3:30 3:00 a.m. exactly this is when the unexplainable intense fear washes over me stronger than I have ever felt before or since it definitely felt like something was in the room with me like I was somehow intruding or being watched I thought I could hear a low murmuring coming from all around me I saw something move across the ceiling and come to rest behind the rooms main light shade I closed my eyes and laid down again for reasons I can't explain even now as if I was being willed by an outside force then with my eyes still closed a floating white orb appeared roughly where I had seen the shadow on the ceiling accompanied by the sound of a thousand lighters being sparked at once it was almost deafening there was a bright white flash that filled the room with light that I could clearly see with my eyes still closed as the flash subsided I was left in total darkness again I immediately sat upright wondering what just happened slowly I reached for the bedside light with my right arm and it wouldn't turn on memories of unplugging in so my rent could recharge his laptop at some point earlier in the week came flooding back to me it was only then when I was made fully aware of the dark humanoid figure now standing completely motionless in the center of my room beneath the main light as it unnaturally snapped its head to the left to watch my arm reaching for the light it slowly turned its head back onto me and I couldn't make out any facial features it was if its skin absorbed all light like a black hole I stayed there for a good two minutes just paralyzed in fear not really comprehending what it was I was looking at then it abruptly in a very jerking unnatural movements took a single step towards me and extended its open hand ending in long almost Talon like fingers as they came even closer I felt fear increased proportionally to its distance from me it was almost touching my face when fight-or-flight mode engaged without even thinking I jumped out of bed and slammed on the wall to turn on the main light switch my head flicked back to cast a fresh eye on the thing we're inside of a fraction of a second it crossed the room and threw itself out the open window clearing the garden in a single jump before disappearing into the night at an impossible speed I went downstairs to check on the rest of the house and to make sure my parents were okay into the garden I found my sister's dog whining softly and attempting to hide behind the tree shaking I can't stop thinking back to that experience and wondering what would have happened if I stayed put or even taking its hand [Music] I've always been a bit of a skeptic ever since I was a kid scary stories don't faze me creepy games never frightened me and whenever I hear something weird at night I instantly assume it's something normal an animal or just the house settling despite this something very unsettling happened to me the other day and I'm not really sure what to make of it I think it's the first time in years I've been genuinely frightened I live in a forest area in the u.s. me and my girlfriend live in a large cabin and although there are no roads nearby our nearest neighbors are at least a mile away we also have two cats one of which sleeps in the bedroom with us while the other often goes out at night and does whatever cats do when they're out of sight anyway I like to stay up late at night and sleep late into the morning whereas my girlfriend's an early bird it was 1:00 in the morning and I was watching a crappy TV in the living room while my girlfriend slept in the bedroom I was beginning to grow tired when I heard something outside near the cat door for clarity our cat door uses an electronic chip so only our cats can use it I assumed it was just one of the cats coming in or leaving the house and I just ignored it then I heard it again it sounded like something thudding against the cat door it happened several times at random intervals until I lost my patience and decided to go open the door clearly the cat was having trouble getting in I never thought about it at the time but it was weird because we feed our cats well and they're very lean rather than chubby I passed the bedroom and peered in as I walked past to see if my girlfriend heard the noises she was fast asleep but the cat that sleeps with us was staring at the window I call her name nothing she keeps staring I shrugged it off and kept heading towards the kitchen the back doors are through there by the way anyway so I reached the back door and saw a dark shape through the translucent door I sighed expecting the cat to be out there and open the door it took me a moment to open the door and I saw the cat tense up as I opened it the door opened fully I froze it wasn't my cat whatever it was had started moving before I opened it up I only caught a glimpse of a distorted figure kind of like a tailless dog bolting and I mean absolutely pelting it I freaked out and slam the door shut what the hell was it I wasn't sure my natural skepticism kicked in and I assumed it was just my other cat and I had merely startled it perhaps the darkness made it appear larger nevertheless I was creeped out I decided to go to sleep as I slipped into bed I realized something horrifying the second cat was asleep on the rug it took a while to get to sleep that night everything seemed normal until a few hours later I awoke to a strange feeling of dread something wasn't right my girlfriend was fast asleep I held my breath and heard something creaking by the door it sounded too loud to be one of the cats It was as if a person was walking about I reached toward my bedside cabinet and flicked on the lamp the room was illuminated and I saw something just standing outside the door staring at me the same twisted figure I had spotted earlier outside it wasn't very tall maybe a little over five feet but it was its face that scared me the most I only caught a glimpse of it but what I saw will stay with me forever it looked like a dog but with an elongated face and almost human-like eyes you know that weird distorted snarl dogs pull when they're pissed off it had that expression I instantly started yelling profanities as I scrambled backwards trying to straighten up the creature turned and sprinted down the hall I heard it - outside and go past the window behind us just above the headboard I managed to look out as my girlfriend started to panic as she woke up fully we both caught a glimpse of whatever the hell that thing was is it dashed off into the woods near our home grabbing my trusty shotgun from underneath the bed as well as the couple rounds from the ammunition box that sits next to it I ran out of the room in my underwear and rounded into the kitchen the door was open I had forgotten to lock it when I saw the thing originally I haven't seen it since but we still live in our cabin but I've bought sturdy locks for all the main doors and windows in the house and always check the exit points at night I also go to bed a bit earlier than I used to so I'm asleep when the freaks of the night start to wake up I've read a bunch of forms and the only thing that I can compare it to based on what I saw is a skinwalker if you know anything about these things please let me know as I am writing you this other skinwalkers are in front of my house they are surrounding me if I die I want you to know what happened I stand alone nobody to help me I hear them howling by my estimation there are at least five of them but let's tell the story from the beginning shall we my childhood was nice it was going smooth and buttery and tell my eighth birthday after a long day and a party with my friends summer heat slowly disappeared as the night came on I was out in the backyard playing with my spider-man figure I was feeling safe and happy until my dog shot across the yard and ran off into the forest I should probably describe the dog he was a big Siberian Husky white his name was Johnny anyways back to the story the dog shocked me then in a second I went from feeling safe to feeling like I could die at any moment right then fog rolled into my backyard I could see the outline of a figure standing in it then a wolf howl it sounded like a wolf at first but it sounded wrong I screamed for my dad who came out running I told him about Johnny and the wolf howling he then said son there's no wolves in this country he ushered me inside and grabbed his shotgun and when searching for Johnny he came back empty-handed but I knew something happened that he saw something I could see it in his eyes that night he stayed awake on the couch gripping his shotgun until the Sun came up from that point on every night the fog would roll in in our backyard and the figure would start howling as I grew older I could not be convinced by my father it was just a wolf so on one winter evening he sat me down in the couch by the fireplace and told me a story son long before men ruled the earth other creatures lived on it so naturally when we came they felt angry they wanted to get rid of us that thing you see every night howling is one of them they are called skinwalkers they are sort of shapeshifters they can take the shape of a human or animal also they take their memories their voice their life but you can always recognize the skinwalker from the real deal when they speak there is something wrong in their voice a certain amount of something sinister my son I have dealt with skinwalkers all my life looks like you'll have to do that too he then gave me an unmarked red leather-bound book and told me to read it in its entirety and so I began in it was everything about skinwalkers how do they live and what they do what did they feed on and how to hunt them my father then moved away to the city when I was 20 he knew then I could guard the frontline fast forward a few days ago I was in the backyard of the same house me now a fully grown male 25 years old I was guarding and an idea came to my mind I'm gonna catch that skinwalker so I prepared my traps some signs and put my lucky necklace on my neck I poured holy water everywhere in the sprinklers to put salt in my shotgun gauges also and my sniper rifle rounds night came and by my expectations at around 10:00 p.m. the fog came in what was driving me to hunt this skinwalker was this I can't have a family with this thing around us why you may ask because this skinwalker didn't do anything to me wrong he got my dog my dad found it in the creek a few days later after he was hunting he took a good friend of mine I didn't want my kids to live a life like me to be scared constantly to not have a teenage life just because this thing came every night and attacked my house so when the fog came I got ready on my roof and waited after only ten minutes of waiting it was here he started doing as usual howling and throwing stuff at my house mostly animal carcasses and then out of nowhere I turn the sprinklers on it screamed so hard it was shaking my house then I shot at it with my Silver Bullet with some salt it came down but I knew it wasn't dead it was just unconscious I then came down from the roof I didn't turn off the sprinklers I picked the thing up it must have weighed around 300 pounds but I was a huge dude six foot eight I have trained for this my entire life I was ready I took it into my basement and strapped it into a chair placed in a cage that had electricity running through its bars I then waited for it to wake up when it did it started howling immediately it changed from its wolf shape to one of my dead friends just to hurt me I left it there to rot but then it started howling again it called another this brings me to this moment it's still howling they are surrounding me I have ammo and food in my bunker my house was built like a fortress but the chance of survival is small I will try to stop them to save you so if I die here take my example be prepared for everything [Music] last night I had an experience with what I believe to be a skinwalker I was sleeping on my couch I'm in the process of remodeling my bedroom it had been storming on and off all night but in that moment the wind was only blowing it was about 1:00 in the morning when I was woken up by a very strange noise I can't describe it that well but it sounded like an animal call except as if a human was making the sound it was a long deep noise that kept on going almost like a foghorn it sounded like it was right outside my window in my backyard in case you're wondering I live in a country near the Ozark Mountains and directly on the Trail of Tears I've lived out there in the middle of the woods my whole life I've heard and seen everything bears deer Cougars raccoons coyotes but the sound that I heard that night wasn't like anything that I've ever heard I'm not going to lie it scared the absolute hell out of me I immediately went to my bedroom I have a window that looks into my backyard as well I wanted to see whatever it was but I didn't want to pull back my living room curtains to come face to face with it I couldn't see anything through my bedroom window so I turned around and started walking back to the living room then something hit my window it wasn't strong enough to break it it just sounded like someone hit the palm of their hand on the glass at that point I went back to sleep and ignored the sound looking back on it I should have recorded it and I tried when the noise came back the next night but every time I took out my phone it stopped today I built up enough courage to go into my backyard and to investigate there were loose limbs everywhere I had a bonfire a few weeks ago the remaining ashes had been dug through not blown by the wind or damaged by the rain no it looked like something took their hands and dug a hole I did some research and I think it's a skinwalker I'm no stranger to these things I've heard lots of stories about them and considering that I've seen several walking through the woods through my lifetime I'm starting to become really convinced so this happened to me last September and I'm writing about it now only because I've read so many experiences people have had that I'm at a point where I'm more comfortable talking about what happened my best friends live out by a country farm land at Michigan the land is very old and probably traces back to the Native Americans there is even a nearby road called Indian Trail well it was around 1:30 a.m. and I was leaving their house and to paint a visual of what their yard looks like the driveways in the shape of a you and they have many cars parked except for this one part near the front of the house where there is a giant evergreen tree nobody ever parks in front of and a light that hangs over to illuminate this area where my car was parked is the furthest to the left and I have to walk across the entire yard and past the tree in order to get to my car well as I left that night I reached about the center of the yard and suddenly felt my heart rate was skyrocketing this happened out of nowhere and I started running to get to my car as fast as I could as I got into my car my front windows were foggy and as I started the car there was a small patch clearing up at the bottom of the windshield where I could see clearly and that's when I saw the thing squatting by the evergreen tree and watching me I have never had that feeling as though my body was burning at 300 degrees and my heart was in my throat throbbing I looked through that small patch of my window which was now growing larger and the thing wasn't moving it was still frozen in place and squatting it was not human and it was not animal either my body went numb all of this happened in a matter of 30 seconds and I backed out of the driveway and drove down the dirt road to get home probably driving 70 miles an hour I immediately repressed what happened to that point and I don't even remember how I got home the next day comes around and I go over to their house again and I was sitting in my friend's room and I told her that I saw something in her yard last night and she freaked out at me because she said it could have been a robber or a dangerous person and I told her no it wasn't a person I described it as the khaki man because it looked like those saggy khaki tan pants but only the entire body was that texture the head was bald with ears folded into the scalp and pitch-black beady eyes like round buttons well her husband overheard me talking about this and he entered the room halfway into the story and waited for me to finish and told me that him his dad and brother have all seen it at once and they called it golem like the creature from the Lord of the Rings I didn't know what it was and they showed me a figurine of it and it had similar resemblance to it none of them ever seen it more than once I told them that I didn't want to know anything more about it and I tried to erase that this ever happened because it literally flipped my entire perception of this world around anything is possible and while I've had paranormal experiences growing up as a child I wasn't too scared about things like that but to come across a creature that is not something my brain could have ever comprehended at this point I believe that all kinds of things are out there but all this time has passed since and I'm still traumatized from it I don't want to live in fear and I still visit my friends frequently but ever since then they always walk me out if I'm leaving late at night after a couple months passed I decided that I wanted to know what it was that I saw and after diving deep into online forums of people's paranormal experiences I came across a story mentioning the term skinwalker which I never heard before so I decided to look it up and that's what sparked my interest on researching more I have read tons of stories online about encounters others have had with skinwalkers which led me to research more about Navajo Native American folklore and the one who walks on all fours a part of me thinks that it could have certainly been that but another part of me is not so sure because this thing almost looked a lien and not so much like a coyote although we often hear coyotes in this area late at night I described what this looked like to my friend who lives at the house and she Ellis trated a spot-on picture of it that all attached here I would love to hear from any of you with possible insight related to the subject of skinwalkers as well as if you've seen anything like this I have had some nightmares from it and have thought about possibly talking to a Native American shaman who owns a shop nearby but I'm not sure how I could approach a topic like that because it's a topic they don't like to speak about which is why I wanted to share it here first I [Music] told this story to some friends tonight after not thinking about it for a while and remembered how odd and creepy it really is the man who told me about this terrifying experience in the Colorado wilderness as one of those distinct relatives that everyone has their your third cousin twice removed or something to that effect I'm not positive exactly how were related but he's an incredible guy I'll call him Greg Greg is a decorated green Baron with a Silver Star to his name that he earned by capturing the leader of an Afghan sniper cell without incurring any casualties despite his status of a huge badass and not as in considerable size 6-3 200 pounds Greg is a teddy bear just an extremely humble kind person I have a lot of experience in the outdoors and I've lived in Colorado for most of my life and Greg and I had an extended conversation about our adventures in the woods at my grandmother's house for Thanksgiving we were sitting on the couch wearing tacky holiday sweaters when a conversation turned to hunting Greg mentioned offhand that he used to be an avid hunter but had an experience that turned him off to it he doesn't even like guns anymore something I found surprising coming from an accomplished soldier I pushed him to tell me what happened and though he seemed uncomfortable with the idea he finally did I'm going to switch to first-person now and try to write exactly what Greg told me it was late October which means elk season is up in the Indian Peaks wilderness and I went up there to bag a few elk and just relax for a few days by myself I parked the truck near a trailhead about 8 miles from where I would end up setting up camp and was looking forward to the nice weekend in the woods with some nice peace and quiet after packing all my gear and getting ready the first morning I was in my deer blend about 20 feet up in a tree with a cup of coffee and my rifle the Sun had just come up an hour or so ago about 50 yards from my tree the tree line ended and opened up into a big meadow where a lot of elk tended to roll through and I could cite my rifle pretty well through the trees and could see most of the big grassy area maybe a couple hours had passed which really isn't boring that deep in the woods I just drank my coffee from my thermos and listened to the life around me feeling the woods getting ready for winter I couldn't believe my luck when I glanced over the meadow and saw a large group of elk had started grazing in the meadow the silent animals plotted along munching at the grass oblivious to me watching among the group was one of the most beautiful al-qaida ever seen it was called a monarch which means its antlers had eight points each something really rare I quietly clicked the safety off my rifle and sight it in on it when you're hunting an animal like this you want to put the bullet right where the skull meets the spine in order to sever the spinal column and kill it instantly and painlessly the focus when you get in the zone is incredible I swear I could feel the firing pin punch forward and the bullet leave the barrel as I pulled the trigger that beautiful elk went down silently and all the others scattered for the treeline I was a static about the shot and the elk as I climbed down the tree and set off for the meadow I had left my rifle up in the tree something I regretted soon and I had only a small knife on me to gut the animal and drag it back to camp as I was making the short walk between my tree in the meadow I noticed that the woods around me were completely silent some of this is normal after you fire a gun in the woods but for it to drag on this long was unsettling I thought nothing of it and continued the short walk through the dense pines as I was about to clear the trees and step into the meadow I noticed something odd I could see the Elks body lying in the grass through the trees but there was something else there there was what looked like another elk antlers and all on the opposite side of the dead elk from where I was coming to walk out of the treeline almost looking as though it was gently nuzzling the other Elks dead body this was weird to see another elk treated dead elk like this they usually just scatter but I continued to walk towards it hollering an attempt to startle the other elk off it snapped its head up and looked at me over the body of its fallen friend the strange new elk eyed me with its unafraid glare I say glare because they didn't feel like an animal looking at me anymore its glassy black eyes gave me the same caught red-handed feeling that you got when your parents catch you when you're doing something wrong I felt suddenly uncomfortable out of place into the woods that I loved so much and somehow hated and guilty I no longer wanted the elk I stopped dead in my tracks and watched this animal as it I to me angrily what it did next gives me nightmares to this day it stood up and it was not an elk the thing that stood before me on the other side of the dead elk must have been lying on its stomach and put its arms down and pushed up putting its legs under it it reared back glaring at me all along with its evil glass eyes my breath caught in my throat most of its body was at least somewhat human but terribly emaciated and elongated it appeared to stand ten feet tall not including the antlers atop of the elk head it was bald everywhere but the neck up and looked sickly pale pink its legs and knees he's bent backwards like the back legs of an elk this horrible skinny naked unnatural thing just stood there glaring at me with a hatred that was palpable the woods around us were silent it might have been seconds minutes or hours I felt the disapproving parent feeling shift I felt more like an ant under a shoe I took a step back my boots felt like ten pounds my body felt numb and the noise of my footsteps was ear-splitting I took one more and then turned and ran running through those thick woods is tough but I ran faster than I ever have in my life I passed under my tree with my $4,000 rifle still sitting in it without even slowing down I ran all the way back to my camp which must have been a mile before I stopped for a breath it took me another minute to dare to look behind me I was alone but the woods around me were still silent and brooding I wanted more than anything to pack up and go home but I knew that I would not likely make it back to the car before nightfall and I did not want to be exposed at night I cooked an MRE and my tent and stayed there the rest of the day when night fell I wrapped myself in my sleeping bag and tried to sleep but I couldn't stop myself from staring at every little noise I kept thinking about the possible rational explanations for what I saw maybe there's a crazy guy out there who found an elk head and is wearing it around scaring people but no explanation came up when I quailed the maddening fear that I felt that horrible sense of being hated and guilty far from home and nothing explained why that thing was ten feet tall with inverted knees as soon as the Sun came up I ran back to the blend and took it down then ran back to camp with my rifle and bag packed everything up and hiked out I've never fired a gun in the woods since and I don't ever intend to again I'm not a spiritual person but if that wasn't something in the forest telling me to leave it alone I don't know what is I can take a hint I don't think I'll ever know exactly what that creature was but I know what I saw next time you're up in the woods alone be quiet be respectful and don't kill anything you don't have to I thought at first Greg story was too far-fetched to be true but as he told it I saw how truly scared he was this confident soft-spoken military man was shuddering through his story hands shaking and face pale I don't know what to make of it but he said the area this occurred is one I'm quite familiar with and it can be quite an eerie place I have had a few experiences solo camping up there but nothing on this scale sometimes being alone in the woods can feel like anything but it just might be that there's some force out there some inhuman creature that guards the woods just in case I take extra care to be respectful whenever I'm among nature you never know what could be watching I had just gotten off Interstate 40 and was driving on u-s 191 north through the navajo reson arizona one night heading to New Mexico I'm looking for a gas station not a car on the secluded highway it being too dark and I somehow took a wrong turn onto a dirt road it was because of my lack of sleep the sign read ganado still driving trying to make sense of my direction I ended up at this garbage dump site I was completely lost and saw nothing just pitch-black darkness with the only light of the moon and some wisps of clouds covering the small part of it miles of bushes some small trees in a cornfield the dump site was a large area piles of garbage were stacked debris scattered the road in bushes deciding that I needed to figure out where I was I stopped my car and put it in park my AC was on and the smell of decaying fish hit my nose like a baseball bat to the face gagging I turned off the AC ready to look at my phone for google the smell was foul but I needed to get on the right track my headlights had illuminated the area so I could see most of the piles then I noticed something was moving just near the pile there was a small coyote digging through the trash I could see it clearly with my bright headlights but the weird thing was I realized it wasn't a small coyote it looked like a small build figure of a kid the kids stood up quickly looking at me I could clearly see his face and what he wore swearing out loud I could see that he was covered in black paint with a fur Pelt wrapped around him that looked like it had been recently skinned I noticed that it was the pelt of a small coyote for a few seconds everything registered in my brain there in front of me stood a little boy about 12 years old covered in black paint and wrapped in a small coyote pelt digging through the trash looking for something and now he had stopped what he was doing standing there looking at me I let out a Yelp and the boy looked to my left and as my head turned nearly causing myself whiplash there stood another much larger figure in the brush there stood a tall heavy built man covered from head to toe and paint the parent also wearing a larger thin Pelt of a coyote he stood there staring at me his face covered in red and black face paint shoulder length messy black hair hung limply down by his shoulders he wore a huge quantity of turquoise necklaces a silver concho belt around his waist and silver bracelets that shine from both my headlights in the moon it looked like it was teaching the little boy his son something at night I could see his face from a distance astern mean face his eyes weren't normal they were black soulless and beady looking it was if they were looking into my soul then he smiled from ear to ear I saw his sharp teeth what the hell again I screamed bloody murder as he ran at my car my foot above the gas I made the decision not to try to run them over for fear of having my window busted and being dragged out into the bush screaming my heartbeat hammering against my chest and trying not to have a heart attack still gagging at the smell that worsened I put the car in reverse stepping on the gas nearly running off the road as he ran towards me as I was making a u-turn I heard the sound of what I know were his nails scratching the back of my car I put the car in drive my throat hurt from screaming but that was all I could do as I looked into my rearview mirrors to see him sprinting down the road catching up to me fifty-four miles an hour on the dirt road then under the highway another 70 to 80 miles per hour hoping I wouldn't crash driving like a madman fully awake my thoughts were racing trying to make sense of what I saw I made it back onto Interstate 40 and kept driving too afraid to stop making it to New Mexico in record time I kept my story to myself because of the backlash my friends and family would probably give me so this is a true cautionary tale to those late night travelers you may or may not see anything during the dead hours on secluded reservation roads just be careful what roads you take never having lived by myself before I was pretty scared about what to expect I graduated college and had landed a pretty decent job with a generous starting salary but the downside was that I had to move far away from where I was currently living with my parents it's been about 3 and 1/2 weeks since I moved out and I have been getting along pretty well by myself even in college I had a roommate and was only thirty minutes away from my parents house now I'm living alone two states away from my family so I think that I took the sudden change pretty well I don't know if it's because of the recent stress about moving and everything but I've been having the same reoccurring nightmare for the past couple of weeks I'll wake up in the middle of the night covered in sweat heart-pounding not remembering why I'm so scared only to have the details of my dream come flooding back to me most of the time I don't even go back to sleep because I'm so scared that I'll dream it again I don't want to tell my parents about this because they're stressed enough as it is with me living alone and so far away for the first time of my life but it's starting to eat me alive I've gotten very little sleep and it's beginning to show up my new job I would say that one of the creepiest parts of my reoccurring nightmare is that I keep having these out-of-body experiences while I'm dreaming I don't know how calm and out-of-body experiences are but I think that having one every night for two weeks in a row is pretty rare to understand the rest of my dream you have to know the general layout of my apartment building and the room where I live it's a pretty big building six storeys tall and about 100 yards wide there is a large set of woods located behind the apartment building that stretches on for a good couple of miles but I've never been back there in real life because the woods give me the creeps I live on the third floor and the window in my bedroom has a full view of the woods behind the building my dream always starts out the same I'm standing behind the apartment building looking into the wall of trees that sits before me it's in the middle of the night and the moon is shining overhead casting a low white light over everything I'm standing out in the cold with nothing on but a t-shirt and my underwear I know I'm dreaming but there is an astounding amount of detail and what I can remember I remember feeling the cold grass beneath my uncovered feet and the rhythmic sound of crickets as they sing in the night I also remember the woods every time my dream starts I'm looking into the woods but I have this feeling call it intuition that I'm waiting for something for what I don't know despite all the light that's coming down from the soft glow of the moon the trees in front of me are dark they vanish into blackness as they get further and further away from me after a couple of minutes of standing there in the cold looking for nothing I turn around and start walking toward the apartment building I go up to my room and walk in the lights are off but I can navigate through the darkness using the small amounts of moonlight shining through the windows the door to my bedroom has always cracked open a little bit so I quietly walk and there I am another me fast asleep in my bed i watch myself sleep for a couple minutes and then wake up despite the dream not appearing scary in any way I always wake up full of fear and have to calm myself down by drinking a cold cup of water to steady my nerves everytime I've woken up so far I've never dared to look out the window I'm too afraid that I might see something see what I don't know thirteen days now I've had the exact same dream 13 days in a row I'd start out behind the building shivering in the cold of the night I watched the woods for a couple of minutes then walked back into my apartment I enter my bedroom and watch myself sleep for a little bit then I wake up it's gone on like that for almost two weeks until last night it started out the same as every other dream I was behind the building in the glow of the moonlight shivering from the cold standing in front of the dark wall of trees looking for nothing and listening to the crickets sing something was different though something inside me had changed there was an indescribable overwhelming sense of dread that was not there before I was afraid impossibly afraid I shivered again not from the cold but from fear for the past 13 days I had this very strong feeling call it intuition that I was standing in front of those woods for a reason some part of me was always saying that I was there waiting for something standing there last night I can say with certainty that whatever was waiting for me had arrived the atmosphere around me felt different the sort of feeling you get when you know you're not alone I wanted to turn around and run but my body wasn't letting me out of nowhere the crickets stopped singing and everything went silent I could hear leaves crunching the distance I tried to run but I didn't budge the crunching leaves grew louder closer I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out I heard a twig snap several yards in front of me and I saw something advance from the darkness I turned around and started walking towards my apartment I wanted to run but I couldn't my body wasn't allowing me I could still hear the crunching leaves behind me impossibly close I knew if that I turned around I would see it the thing that I've been waiting for as I was walking back to the apartment I was certain that something was walking in the darkness behind me something dangerous and demonic I made it into the building and walked in closing the door behind me without turning around whatever was following me did not make it into the building I was about to let out a heavy sigh of relief but stopped I heard something behind me it was very faint but in the stillness of the night I could hear it as clear as day I turned around reluctantly and looked at the door to the outside there was a long small window on the door and through the door I could see the silhouette of a dark figure standing from just outside the door the sound that I heard was its claw-like fingers tapping on the glass it was a mocking gesture if it wasn't for the lack of light I would probably seen it smiling at me as well quietly saying that it was going to get me and there was nothing that I could do about it the tapping stopped and it moved away from the window into the darkness I turned back around and went up to the third floor where my apartment was I entered and walked over to my bedroom door I quietly walked in and froze my other self wasn't in the bed this time I was standing in front of the bedroom window looking down at the woods below my other self turned around looking at me I don't know if it was because of the lack of light in the room but I couldn't make out any facial features my face was just one pale blur of color with two specks of blackness for eyes my other self went back to looking out the window I slowly walked over to him and looked out the window myself there was something right on the edge of the tree line looking up at us it looked like a shadow a dark outline standing in front of the wall of trees it turned around and walked into woods my other self whispered something to me it was so quiet it was like I thought it rather than heard it get out then I woke up it was four o'clock in the morning and the Sun wasn't out yet I sat up in my bed my heart's still pounding uncontrollably I look towards the window but didn't get up what was I so scared about I had a stupid nightmare I've never believed in the supernatural why the hell would I start now I was starting to get angry with myself for being scared by a dream I got up and went over to the window out of spite rather than curiosity I wanted to show myself how stupid I was being I looked down and scanned the tree line there was nothing I scolded myself for acting so childish and was about to look away when I caught something out of the corner of my eye it was quick but I thought I saw something retreat back into the woods near the trunk of one of the trees my heart was pounding again and I felt lightheaded I went into the kitchen and turn on the light before pouring myself a cup of water i sat there in the light until the Sun came up I called in sick to work and decided that I was going to go apartment hunting instead as I was leaving the building something caught my eye I went back to the front door and stared at the small long window I put my hand on the glass and moved it back and forth there were small scratches etched into the glass I didn't want to sleep in my apartment tonight so I got a hotel room instead I still don't want to fall asleep whatever is happening real or not I'm scared I don't know what to do besides wait wait for what I don't know I know this sounds totally crazy and I probably wouldn't believe it if it didn't happen to me I've never been a believer in the paranormal but honestly I have no idea what to make of what happened last night I will say it again before you read this that it sounds insane but please know I am telling the truth I wasn't drunk or high and I was with a friend of mine who saw the exact same thing I go to college in a smallish school in Wisconsin one thing the school is known for is having crazy parties out in the surrounding woods I know it sounds stupid but it's the only way to make sure that campus PD doesn't come and shut it down I haven't ever been to one of these parties I've had difficulty with anxiety but after two years of therapy and medication I finally decided I wanted to go to at least one party before I graduate I'm a senior so anyway I talked to my friend Gina who's known as a bit of a party girl and she tells me there's going to be a big party in the woods this Thursday a lot of kids at my school don't have class on Friday so we make plans to go so last night me and her head down a trail into the woods with flashlights and we joke about how creepy it was everything was going smoothly at first until we go down a smaller trail that was only two feet wide instead of the normal Road sized trails that we usually go through I was kind of freaked out but didn't say anything because I assumed she knew where we were going so we follow this trail a bit longer and eventually come to this sort of clearing where the trees aren't too dense and we could see a towel and a few bottles on the ground at this point my friend tells me that she's got a bit turned around but knows that we're very close to the party because she's been at the clearing before and she starts calling out hey hoping someone would hear her and shout back when this doesn't work she takes out her phone and calls one of her friends that she said was going to meet her at the party the friend answers and apparently tells her where they were Jeana then tells me she knows where they are and that were clothes I joke that she better not get me killed and as we nervously laugh we hear and yeah-yeah-yeah sound coming from behind us followed by what sounded like a cross between a whistle of an old train and somebody blowing we then turn around thinking what the fuck was that we shine our flashlights on a deer standing up on its hind lakes with one arm against a tree looking at us I know it sounds stupid but just the way that it was watching us and standing up there was the most unsettling thing I have ever seen in my life my friend takes off running and I'm still standing there looking at it trying to make heads or tails of it before I start running after Gina trying not to be left alone with this thing luckily for me Gina runs into a tree and I catch up with her and start yelling at her about leaving me alone when we hear another whistling sound out to the left of us and turn our flashlights to see another deer looking at us but this one was walking toward us on his hind lakes but not like a person like a dog it gets close but walks behind the tree with only its head and neck poking out watching us I've never been so scared in my life and start to cry and yell at Gina telling her to call the cops like that would do any good at this point I honestly thought I was going to die I was just so scared that we had heard another whistle sound somewhere in the woods behind us we heard a rustling sound in the woods and we were sure that this was it this is where we were going to die but instead walked out a giant I mean giant like newfound size but with the short hair like a lab black dog the dog then walked right up to us looked at us for bit and looked at the deer behind the tree which then started to make an yeah sound like we had heard earlier but the dog just stood there looking at it not growling or barking or anything just staring the deer then started to make a huge coughing sound but the dog stared at it without making a noise before turning around and just ignoring it and walking over to us and started barking and baying a minute later a professor who would I take in a class with sophomore year burst through the brush and started yelling at Barron his dog who had apparently run away into the woods he was really confused to see us but saw that we were crying and offered to take us back to his house and drove us back to campus I haven't slept since that night and I've been all over the internet trying to make sense of what I saw and I think it was a skinwalker you

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