''Weird Shit I’ve Seen as a Marine: PARTS 1 & 2'' | NOSLEEP CLASSIC SERIES

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so today I'm starting out a new series of stories these have been really popular over under sleep I'm enjoying reading them and I think you're gonna enjoy them too so here we go when my father was younger he was in the military in the UK he saw all kinds of weird things he would never give me any details about any of them so for me this is a particularly intriguing sort of idea for a story like I said hope you enjoy it as much as I do well you know what time it is my dear friends time to sit back and relax with your favorite drinky and listen growing up playing video games and watching war movies I didn't think twice about joining Marines so I could be in the infantry I went through all of the training mad unwelcome hardship that makes you really reconsider your decision anyway I got stationed to a desert base known as 29 pounds the largest piece of military controlled land in the US it covers approximately 930 square miles in total it's fucking huge in Southern California and a few hours from Mexico when you're out far out you start to see some shit anyway fast forward to my first filled up and me losing my shit to put things in perspective as to how far away we are from civilization the closest man-made object is a three hour ride away now this day was particularly hot because it brought 130 as if the Sun said I told you I could so we spent all day hiding under camouflage netting and getting classes about various and military tactics once the Sun set we set off into the night to get some hard realistic training done at night we practice using our night-vision optics to do simple shit like reloading and reading maps it produces an image off of ambient infrared light so you can actually see a lot more shit than the naked eye now let me tell you the sky is absolutely cluttered with stars I can see a shooting star every few seconds oh the Milky Way it's pretty darn cool finally after roaming around aimlessly for what felt like forever we head back and we're granted a few hours of sleep I lay down and start to drift oh I'm suddenly woken up after what felt like ten minutes and I get up instantly get up bitch you're on watch doc dammit I get dressed and I stand my post dutifully like I'm told at the checkpoint I'm given a radio and told to only lift the barbed wire after it gets approved over the radio it's maybe around 2:00 a.m. and everyone else in my company is dead asleep except for myself and an officer in the calm truck all I can hear are the coyotes I decided to start looking at the stars with my night vision I hear a coyote yell off in the distance but think nothing of it a few minutes later another marine comes over a small hill in front nothing crazy probably taking it down he walks towards me but his eyes don't reflect any light rationally one of us is probably dehydrated so I think nothing of it he approaches me and after a few seconds of staring him he simply says can I come in his voice didn't sound right no inflection all questioning tone weird I asked him what his name was and why he was out so far taking it down he tells me his name sergeant Wright and he ignores my dumb question same with boys granted I'm new to the unit so I don't know anyone named sergeant lights but I still had to verify main this is row guard one there's a sergeant right requesting entry over row guard one this is main there is no sergeant right in this company and the closest unit is 25 miles away make sure no shit get the fuck back here right now don't let him in or even look at him Ron as the weird dude started to hear this his face changed to severe anger like he wanted to rip my throat out and drink my blood by the time I got back everyone is awake all of the vehicle lights are turned on and everyone is packing up scrambling into the trucks we leave a lot of shit behind like the tents water and food and drive the entire three hours back I never got an explanation from anyone but my squad leader who was a simple backwoods kind of guy you bluntly said that whatever I saw wasn't asking to get through the games after my most recent creepy experience with weird-looking people scaring the fuck out of me we went somewhere much more terrifying a remote little Marine Corps Base called bridge bombs it's in a national forest just north of Yosemite it was built to Train Marines the art of mountain warfare there's a lot of mountains it's cold it's windy and if you ever go there well you'll hate your life too anyway when we first get there we stay in these creepy concrete huts with bunk beds in them there's a bathroom and some showers and that's about it you fight over the outlets to charge your electronics and it's not really any Heat besides a bunch of Marines cramped into one area the first few days are miserable your body has to adjust to the new altitude the air has less oxygen so physical work and exercise plays out in slow motion oh as you're constantly tired and all you want to do is sleep there isn't much in terms of fresh fruit and things can get pretty bleak if you have the wrong mindset you know you wouldn't believe me if I told you these were the better time say eventually we march up into the mountains carrying our ridiculously heavy packs stuffed to the brim with warming lands food water and nicotine the first few days were easy we would hike all day and stop to rest and learn a few things on survival and such there was some snow on the lower parts but not a ton thankfully around the fourth night someone had the awesome idea of making us practice at night time navigation skills are pretty decent navigating myself so I was up for the challenge no big deal they hand out the compasses maps and protractors and set up an elaborate system of how to get to the finish line it was staggered so people weren't walking all over each other now this is where things get interesting I'm in the woods is dark and cold I hate my life so I'm stumbling through the trees and brush and loud as hell without a care in the world I just want to finish this dumb thing so I can go to sleep I get to my first point easily because there's some moonlight shining through the trees the second one was placed in a fucking river and I still remember how livid I was standing there copying down the word donkey itched into an ammo can on top of a rock in a freezing cold river wet boots will drive a man insane they stopped to squeeze out the moisture from my socks I get this primal feel that I'm being watched I stand completely still and all I can hear is my heart beating no wind or wildlife just me my first thought is is a marine trying to piggyback off my success I put on my soggy boots and do what anyone would do i crest the next hill and stop so I could listen nothing maybe I'm just freaking the fuck out screw this I keep walking ten minutes later and I get the same feeling any rookie stalker knows that you have to match the person's step so they don't hear you so I start randomly stopping or changing my stand after a few wholehearted tries I don't hear any footsteps but I do hear breathing it's as if a mountain lion or something crazy I have no choice but to keep walking and I hope I can pull my dull gabon I fell in time about this time and get to my third point and plot my final point it's near a road so I cut straight east and literally book it up the road I still felt like I was being followed the entire time but I felt safer because I could hear the low roar of a Humvee engine up the road looking back I lead whatever it was right to the rest of us that was a dumb mistake nothing else happens that night everyone else gives up and just uses the roads to make it to camp those who don't make it back at all to walk towards the sound of a beeping halt funny I get to sleep in the safety of numbers we use the next day to remediate our nighttime land nav skills and refuel our bodies with food once the Sun sets we march off into the mountains in a fire unfortunately since I carry a rocket launcher my natural position is in the back but not the very last so that's a positive we spend the early night hiking we're moving very fast and probably 20 meters space to paths at times it was common to lose sight of each other all of us were slowly getting exhausted sudden shit gets dark like the ambient light is just being absorbed I get that same primal fear extreme silence yeah fuck I keep walking without a word until I hear something probably the guy behind me call my name I turn around he looks at me like how many idiots what the fuck keep going dude am I gonna lose us okay weird who called my name I spin back around and try to see my way through the brush for the guy in front of me I get a glimpse of him and discreetly yell at him to slow down but he doesn't even him what the fuck about the same time I hear from behind me dude what the fuck is I heard a light rustling of leaves and some tricks but that's it I run back maybe 15 meters which isn't far but at night it is there's nothing but he's back on the ground and his rifle I call out his name nothing I reach for my radio it's dead I turn on both of my flashlights dead fuck fuck fuck I start yelling I blow the rape whistle that they made me pack nothing I don't know how long it took them to realize I was missing and how they back track their way to me but it felt like an hours I could feel whatever it was out there waiting just fucking toying with me I told them everything and they were convinced the guy just got lost they all spread out and look for him for a few hours but ultimately came up with nothing sometime the next morning one of the hippie Park volunteers found him 30 kilometres away across multiple mountains he was bleeding from his ears didn't even know his name of course he was in extreme hyperthermia and he had a ton of bruises on him but no severe bleeding they ended up getting a helicopter to take him to the nearest hospital following the mysterious incident I was told I was gonna be sent down the mountain to answer a few questions to be honest I was relieved it was cold and I didn't want to hike anymore everyone else in my company sort of just believed what we were told he came down with mountain sickness and just walked 30 kilometres over the course of a few hours and tried to tell a few people about all the creepy shit I'd been noticing just to make sure I'm not going crazy before anyone could respond my squad leader pulled me aside and told me don't talk about these things okay maybe he knew something I didn't but yeah cool they sent us up here knowing something was fucking off typical military BS just stick our heads in the sand and pretend everything is great I was glad I was leaving for a few days but there was nothing but complete dread whenever the idea of coming back into my mind the HMMWV to take me back down finally showed up and the ride was uneventful they took me to a small concrete office like building the military police guys were just like me and had a job to do they got a statement and asked if I noticed the guy doing anything unusual before he disappeared nope seemed normal to me the NCIS guys came in there I've dealt with them before it was something else and they are usually good-natured guys not these ones brisk to the point and methodical they read off all the facts about the case like they were reading the nutrition info on a cereal box unsurprised and monitor they definitely seen this before they asked the same questions when I told them about all the creepy things I'd noticed they told me that I was probably suffering from mountain sickness too I was beyond pissed but I knew better than to argue with them another thing they asked me if I'd taken any pictures that day I told him I hadn't what I thought that was strange next they asked if they could swap my boots to this day I'm honestly confused as to why the hell they did that I don't know if they were fucking with me or if he was part of something else my only assumption is that this thing alters the surrounding area on a microscopic level maybe there was isotope he produces that might have stayed on my boots I have no clue but if anyone has any similar stories or information on why they did that please let me know at the conclusion of my interview they made me sign a document stating I wouldn't talk about anything they would contact me when I was free to disclose any information this was a few years ago and they never got back to me so it may not be legal to talk now but I have a card up my sleeve but I am NOT gonna talk about it anyway I walked back to our fabulous five-star concrete Hut to get some sleep thankfully I wasn't alone as there were a few guys that stayed back because they had sickle-cell anemia and could actually die if they went above a certain altitude I took one of the best hot showers I've ever had in my life and headed to my bunk I was exhausted but I couldn't sleep now I rarely smoke but I still carry a pack on me just to make lucrative trades or sell to desperate and nicotine fiends in the field now felt like now was a good time to smoke so I went outside maybe it would calm me down all was going well until that dreadful feeling came back again shit the tree line was maybe 40 meters away I don't know how the hell it followed me or why could there be more than one I stomped out my cigarette and went back inside I managed to calm myself down and fall asleep but I would always wake up suddenly after maybe 10 minutes no dreams just the overwhelming feeling that you're being observed the next day I packed all of my gear into the Humvee and helped the driver load some stuff into the pack the drive was uneventful and I managed to catch some sleep only to be woken up by rough terrain here and there when we finally arrived it was almost afternoon and the company was preparing to cover some serious terrain that day Just My Luck before I knew it we were trotting up the steep mountainside I didn't think it could get any worse until it began to sleet heavily jeez it was bad the wind picked up and it felt like we were being cut with glass I couldn't see people were getting lost in the rocks were slippery we hide for hours upon hours and I swear these mountains were trying to kill us the Sun began to set and that clothes began to freeze on us if that wasn't bad enough I noticed that our compasses were acting weird no matter how hard you tried you would eventually end up walking towards the base of a particular Mountain there was nicknamed Devil's incline on our map this was a military map that someone had made in the 1980s I don't know if I'll be able to find it again coincidentally I also got that same feeling of being stopped again anyhow our guides get us to the right destination a place called sardine Rock as soon as we stop people start shaking violently because they are no longer hiking and producing zero body heat someone was smart enough to predict this and had to man tens driven up to our rendezvous point on massive tracks we rarely use tents but this was literally a life-or-death situation to make things worse the wind picked up and it started to downpour violently you couldn't hear yourself talk it was chaos if you've ever set up a tent in the wind you'll know how impossible it is by the time we had everything staked in the tent had a few inches of water at the bottom our sleeping systems are waterproof but our entire bodies were soaked to the bone so they eventually became wet from the outside in then the temperature drops and things got worse being in the military you always have to have someone on watch since they were still sunlight out I volunteered to stand it while everyone else hidden their tents geez worst day of my life finally I got back inside of my tent and tried to get some rest I don't remember falling asleep but I was suddenly woken up to someone outside asking for help it was the same voice of the guy who ended up thirty kilometres away except that guy is still in the hospital he would call out someone's name and say it a few times and then try to get them outside I think it was my squad leader who yelled at everyone to stay the fuck in our tents and not to go outside for the next few minutes he practically begged us it sounded like he was in the treeline maybe 20 meters away somehow guessing our names here it was trying to break us down when we were at our lowest points could have gotten right through our tents but well it just wanted to fuck with us finally it stopped and just as I thought it was gone I heard it say my name twice in a taunting kind of tone then a huge tree came tumbling down and that was it traumatized everyone stayed inside their tents until we heard trucks come over the radio we were told to pack out tents in less than 30 seconds and get on the trucks we had no more than five minutes I wasn't gonna be the first one to step outside so I wait until a good number of people got out I've never seen a group of people move faster in my life the tents were stuffed into their bags poles bent and bags were halfway on our bodies people practically stumbled into the trucks we were told that we were being evacuated due to terrible conditions and we were heading back to base but we all knew the real news I was relieved to be out of the coma but we were still on this damn mountain and that thing would still be able to find us when we got back we all showered and got into dry clothes no one talked they just went to sleep and tried to understand what had gone down that day each and every single one of them realizing that we would likely go back up there in a few days the next morning after being evacuated everyone was obviously exhausted and a few guys were sick with pneumonia being wet cold and nearly scared to death really took a toll I don't think the incident where the thing outside our tents was talked about in large groups but it was definitely talked about off on the side if you guys maintain the fact that it was just a great big prank and laughed it off but whenever they laughed it was like they were asking for some form of validation even in the rear we were kept busy cleaning weapons and gear and getting ready for whatever was next our unit has an unexplainable obsession with training and it really cut into our morale but at least it made time go by fast life seemed pretty normal despite the weather I stayed indoors at all times unless we were exercising I didn't have the heart to tell anyone he was probably watching us from the trees even if I didn't feel it if father side ventured was maybe a week after coming down the mountain the base is a small store with an inventory identical to a gas station I gotten tired of what they were feeding us my mind had started to rationalize all of my fear away so I went nothing crazy happened but I did however notice there were people there who were definitely not Marines these guys were big burly and sported full beards I pretended to look at the selection of Doritos and caught a glimpse of a very particular trident tat this meant that whoever this person was was a Navy SEAL currently or at some point I wonder about the other guys I approached the bearded guy and simply asked him if he was a seal when he turned around to look at me he simply looked and said yeah sure how do you know the tattoo is a dead giveaway I used to see my college roommate hang all that Motel shit up in this room oh really was all he said I didn't know what to say but I wanted to be impress him he's actually a seal now he's do mean that got a little friendly oh shit what's his name Kurtz he's an officer is his first name Walter yeah it is do you know him do I know him he's outside smoking a cigarette now a little info on my friends we worked out a lot together as we both had a sick fascination with pain either running hiking or swimming we would torture ourselves nearly every day until he left I kept up with him he went through all the training cycles then he just disappeared I'm talking gone from every fucking form of social media it saw to his parents and all they got from him was the occasional letter it always bothered the hell out of me that he straight-up disappeared from the world without saying a damn thing thought about it nearly every day there he was outside but all I wanted to do was get one good punch in navy seal or not he still a dick when we stepped outside and I saw him I still hated his guts but I had a feeling that me versus a bunch of Navy SEALs probably wasn't gonna work despite having the power of God and anime on my side he didn't even notice me until I said his name in any other setting I probably should have saluted since he was an officer and I was enlisted scum but I didn't give a shit he seemed genuinely happy to see me and wouldn't let go of my hand we did some catching up mostly questions from him about my and boring life whenever I'd asked him stuff he would deflect make a joke or give me a one-word answer the man just would not elaborate about what he's been up to after about 10 minutes of talking the group of him decided they were just about done stocking up on mountain dew of gummy worms before they headed back Kurtz pulled me aside threw his cigarette to the ground with a look of complete concern and worry he said listen you really shouldn't go back up there this ain't the place you want to be you understand I wasn't really sure what they're saying I just nodded solemnly before he shook my hand and left that was the last time I've been able to talk to him one thing to note is that that group of guys didn't all have beards or tattoos don't get me wrong here but Navy guys do have a certain look I can't explain it unless you've been around them long enough but not everyone in that group was a seal I saw one guy wearing an army related t-shirt so I'm guessing there was some form of cross branch team anyway I headed back to the concrete hotels and spent some time reading just trying to get my mind off what he had said should I break my ankle or pretend to be sick and they don't have OB here and the highway is quite some distance away ultimately I decided that my pride was more important than my life I ended up going back into the mountains yes I felt nothing but dread here I was being stalked and harassed by some thing and on top of that the Marine Corps is destroying my body every day the human body isn't designed to hike 170 kilometers in a week with 200 pounds of gear let alone up mountains however sometimes you get a break the hikes were relatively short nor we did was practice our rock climbing skills at night after about three weeks in these mountains my body started to get used to the altitude and the amount of physical activity we were doing I was counting down the days in my head in every few minutes making quick calculations and crunching the numbers on each activity and how much closer I was to safety things weren't gonna be that easy of course I had a pretty decent amount of anxiety and dread this entire time but I rationalized that it was just my mind I didn't notice until the third day when we peeked on one of the larger mountains that we were headed for Devil's incline it had to be a mistake because the compasses were acting weird right I talked to a few of the higher-ups and sure enough that was our final destination because the CEO thought it would be a challenge great they're leading us straight to our deaths dulce decorum asked kind of deal the closer we got there the worse I felt about this whole thing I couldn't sleep for more than ten minutes because I swear I could feel it watching me not wanting to go crazy I confided with my squad leader and the holy said was yeah I feel it don't want to talk about it the next day we were briefed on our final training exercise our job was to assault to the peak of Devil's incline the vast majority of it will be climbed using carabiners and rope and traditional techniques the final 500 metres is mostly gravel and can be traversed on foot we would be provided overwatch by special forces operating in the area nothing you the military is imaginative if we see them ignore we begin the assault at sunset and get to the middle of the mountain around midnight everything's going smooth we're climbing the cliffs slowly and methodically on one particularly large cliff I set up one of the anchor points so the Marines can rappel from another side of the cliff I turn around and head for the next cliff before I start to climb somebody angrily asked me why the hell I cut the line that I could have gotten someone killed I respond that I didn't cut the line and head back to see what the hell had happened the Rope was sliced perfectly like surgically almost if you've ever cut climbing rope before you'll know that it's almost impossible to get such a clean cut it'll always have a tiny bit of fraying even with the sharpest of knives this rope had no fraying at all I'm assuming that this was the same thing that's been harassing us all month trying his best to kill us fortunately there weren't many cliffs after that the 500 metres slope of gravel turned out to be way to sleep two hikes trainer also out of nowhere the blizzard decided to make our lives hell so this day I've never seen such terrible weather we're talking seventy miles an hour winds whiteout conditions everything it was insane on the way up I swore I was gonna freeze to death the slope seemed like it would never end after about three hours someone had mentioned that multiple Marines were missing our first reaction was to stop and sit there for an hour and then send half of us back down in an attempt to find those Marines that was the coldest I'd ever been in my life at least hiking provided some warmth but sitting there being buried alive in snow and wind yeah it wasn't bad I don't know who made the call to keep pushing forward to the top but it was the only way anyone was gonna survive there was a road on the other side of the mountain with the vehicles most likely waiting for us there was no use kicking around anymore four Marines in the snow because things were just getting worse pretty much everyone had some form of frostbite we just didn't have the right gear to protect ourselves finally regards the top and thankfully there a tents waiting for us the tent I got was broken so I ended up piling in with a bunch of other guys like a bunch of sardines jeez what a shit show that was setting up in the wind they gave us maybe 20 minutes while they figured out what to do with the missing guys I'm assuming they called the proper authorities way before that it was way too windy for helicopters nearly impossible for even us to search the area the wrong gust of wind could literally blow us down the mountain a tumbling face-first their solution was to first use our thermal optics from the top and search for the guys that way nothing then we all got in a big line and held hands we walked down the mountain nothing granted we didn't bring our 200 pounds of crap with us so it was a lot easier walking back up but by now it was 4 a.m. and it seemed to be getting worse they told us to go back to our tents on warm-up for 20 minutes because guys were literally turning into zombies now this is quite possibly the weirdest part for the next 12 hours no one remembers what the hell happened everyone woke up in their tents and has absolutely zero recollection it was daytime now and everywhere was covered in snow a few of the Special Forces guys including Kurtz were talking to all of my higher-ups about something I didn't find out until later that the SF dudes found all of our missing guys at various locations not 30 kilometers far but much shorter distances like 5 to 10 kilometers he is bleeding - well that's not impossible to hike in a few hours it's damn hard to get lost on a mountain where your only objective is to go up not to the side or around or down up dammit we radioed that in and the base camp sent special vehicles designed for the snow to get them they kind of resembled half-tracks the same day they load us up on these special snow trucks and told us we were going back to the barracks when we got there we were debriefed on how successful our mission was and some BS about accountability of the guys bla bla in any other situation they would have lost their jobs if they lost a marine just not in Bridgeport I guess we packed up our bags that night and got woken around 3:00 a.m. to get on a bus back to the desert I was extremely relieved to be back no one ever really talked about our time there again the guys who disappeared always came back from the hospital saying they didn't remember anything or that they didn't want to talk about it Wow all I can say is never go to Bridgeport folks so there you go the first couple of stories on being a marine and seeing some weird shit if you want me to continue then just drop me a line in the comments below well as ever I'll do my best to reply to it three one that I can't or at least as many as I can well that's it for this evening know what see you all again real soon back with another great story for you on Wednesday but for now that's enough for me so bye bye [Music] [Music] thank you so much for choosing to spend your time listening to me now if you enjoyed the doctor creeping experience then come find me on Facebook come chat with me on Twitter listen to the background music and download it if you like on soundcloud drop by the store pick up a t-shirt and importantly if you've got a story you'd like me to read send it to dr. creepers vault subreddit I set up so that I could read your stories looking forward to seeing you all again real soon so come check me out so Kay you

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Length: 41min 30sec (2490 seconds)

Published: Mon Feb 12 2018

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