"Weird Sh*t I've Seen as a Marine" Part 1

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which should have seen as a Marine by zero thirty-five non growing up playing video games and watching war movies I didn't think twice about joining the Marines so I could be in the infantry I went through all the training and unwelcome hardship that makes you really reconsider your decision anyway I got stationed to a desert base known as Twentynine Palms the largest piece of military controlled land in the US it covers approximately 930 square miles in total it's fucking huge in southern Carolina and a few hours from Mexico when you're out that far you start to see some shed fast forward to my first field up and me losing my shit to put things in perspective as to how far away we were from civilization the closest man-made object is a three-hour ride away this day was particularly hunt because it broke 130 degrees as if the Sun said I told you I could so we spent all day hiding under camouflage netting getting classes about various 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 optic to do some 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 the sky is absolutely cluttered with stars I can see a shooting star every few seconds the Milky Way it's pretty damn cool firmly after roaming around aimlessly for what felt like forever we head back and were granted a few hours of sleep a laydowns don't a drift off I'm suddenly woken up after what felt like 10 minutes and I get off instantly get up bitch you're on watch god damn it I get dressed and stand my post dutifully like I'm told at the checkpoint and given a radio and told only to lift the barbed wire after it gets approved of 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 contract all I can hear are the Coyotes I decided to start looking at the Stars with my night vision I hear a coyote Yelp off in the distance and I think nothing of it a few minutes later another marine comes over a small hill in front of me nothing crazy probably taking a dump he walks towards me but his eyes don't really reflect the light rationally one of us is probably dehydrated so I think nothing of it he approaches me and after a few seconds of staring at me he simply says can I come in his voice didn't sound right no inflection of questioning tone weird I asked him what his name was and why he was out so far taking a dump he tells me his name sergeant Wright and he ignores my dump question same weird voice grunted I'm new to the unit so I don't know anyone named sahjhan right but I still had to verify it man this is Road Godwin there is a sergeant right requesting entry over roll guard one this is main there is no sergeant right in this company and the closest unit is 25 miles away make sure shit get the fuck back here right now don't let him in and don't look at him just run as the weird dude started to hear this his face changed severely angry like he wanted to rip my throat out and drink my blood by the time I got back everyone is a wank all of the vehicle lights are turned on and everyone's packing up scrambling into the trunks we leave a lot of shit behind like tents water and food and drive the entire three hours back another got an explanation from anyone but my squad leader who was a simple backwoods kind of who bluntly said that whatever I saw wasn't asking to get through the gate and I really understood what he meant by that into I discovered creepypasta and no sleep more to come trying to do these in chronological order as fast as I can as you can guess they get crazier as they go okay so if these are all in chronological order starting with my first day out in the desert which I've already said and now for the mountain edition 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 corpse base called Bridgeport it's a national forest just north of Yosemite it was built to Train Marines in the art of mountain warfare there's a lot of mountainous it's cold it's windy and if you ever go there you'll hate your life too anyway when we first get there we stay in these creepy concrete huts with bunk beds in them his bathroom and some showers and that's about end you fight off your outlets to charge your electronics and there's not really any heat besides a bunch of Marines crimped 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 and you're constantly tired all you want to do is sleep there isn't much in terms of fresh food and things can get pretty bleak if you have the wrong mindset you wouldn't believe me if I told you that these were the better times eventually we march into the mountains carrying our ridiculously heavy packs stuffed to the brim with warming wires 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 in the lower parts but not a ton thankfully around the fourth night someone had the awesome idea of making us practice on nighttime navigation skills I am a pretty decent navigator 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 this is where things get interesting I'm in the woods it's dark and cold I hate my life so I'm stumbling through the trees and brush loud as hell without a care in the world I just want to finish this dumb training so I can go to sleep I get to the first point easily because there was some moonlight shining through the trees the second one was a place in a fucking river and I still remember how livid I was standing in the river copying down the word donkey edged into an ammo can on the top of the rock in a freezing cold river wet boots will drive a man insane I stopped to squeeze out the moisture from my socks and I get this primal feeling 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 that it's a marine trying to piggyback off my success I put my Sookie boots back on and do what anyone would do I crest the next hill and stomp 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 stamp so they don't hear you so I start to randomly start or change my step after fuel wholehearted tries I don't hear any footsteps but I do hear breathing if it's a mountain lion or something crazy I have no choice but to keep walking and hope I can pull on my door Gerber knife out in time about this time I get to the Third Point and plot my final point it's near a road so I could 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 let whatever it was right to the rest of us that was a dumb mistake nothing else happened that night everyone else gives up and just uses the roads to make it back to camp those who don't make it back at all to walk towards the sound of the beeping horn funny I finally get to sleep in the safety of numbers we use the next day to remediate our night time learn life skills and refuel our bodies with food once the Sun sets we march off into the mountains in a file 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 spaced apart at times it was coming to lose sight of each other all of us were slowly getting exhausted suddenly she just gets dark like the ambient light is just being absorbed I get the same primal fear extreme silence yep fuck I keep walking without a word until I hear someone probably the guy behind me call my name I turn around and he looks at me like I'm an idiot what the fuck keep going dude they're gonna loses 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 it doesn't even hear me what the fuck about the same time I hear from behind me do it what the fuck is that I hear the light rustling of leaves and some twigs but that's it I run maybe 15 meters which isn't far but a night it is there's nothing but this pack on the ground and his rifle I call out his name nothing I reach from my radio it's dead I turn on both of my flashlights dead fuck fuck I start yelling I blow my rape whistle thought they made me pack nothing I don't know how long it took them to realize it was missing and how they backtracked their way to me but it felt like hours I could feel whatever it was just out there waiting fucking toying with me I told them everything and they were convinced that this guy just got lost they'll spread out to look for him for a few hours but ultimately came up with nothing sometime the next morning one of the hippie Park volunteers found in 30 kilometers away across multiple mountains he was bleeding from his ears and didn't even know his name of course he was in extreme hypothermia and had a ton of bruises on him but no severe bleeding they ended up getting a helicopter to take him to the closest hospital following the mysterious incident I was told that I was going to 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 just sort of believed what they were told he came down with mountain sickness and just walked 30 kilometers over the course of a few hours I tried to tell a few people about all the crazy shit had 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 knew something I didn't but yet cool they just sent us up here knowing something was fucking off typical military bullshit just stick our heads in the sand and pretend everything's great I was glad I was leaving for a few days but there was nothing but complete dread whenever the idea of coming back entered my mind the Humvee 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 to do a job they got a statement off me and asked if I noticed anything unusual about the guy before he disappeared nope seemed normal to me then the NCIS guys came in I've dealt with them before over something else and they're usually good-natured guys but not these ones and brisk to the point and methodical they read off all the facts about the case like they were reading nutrition info on a cereal box unsurprised in monotone they definitely seen this before they asked the same questions when he had told him about all the creepy things I had noticed they told me I was probably suffering from Mountain sickness - that was beyond piss but I knew better than to argue with them another thing they asked me if I had taken any pictures that day I told them I didn't but I thought that was strange next they asked if I could swab my boots to this day I'm honestly confused as to why the hell they would do that I don't know they were fucking with me or if it was something else my only assumption was that this thing alters the surrounding area on a microscopic level maybe there was an isotope it produces that may 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 that I wouldn't talk about anything and that 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 an ace card up my sleeve and I'm not going to talk about it so I walked back to our fabulous five-star concrete huts 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 taken in my life and had it 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 them to desperate nicotine feeds in the field I 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 Shin the treeline was maybe 40 meters away I don't know how the hell had followed me or why could there be more than one I stomped out my cigarette and went back inside the manage to calm myself down and fall asleep but it 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 my gear into the Humvee and helped the driver load some stuff into the back the drive was uneventful and I managed to catch him sleep only to be woken up by the 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 traveling up a steep mountainside I didn't think he could get any worse until it began to sleet heavily 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 and the rocks were slippery we hiked for hours upon hours I swear these mountains were trying to kill us the Sun began to set and of course began to freeze on us if that wasn't bad enough I noticed that our compasses were acting strange no matter how hard you tried he would eventually end up walking towards the base of a particular mountain that was named 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 coincidentally I got the same feeling of being stalked again fuck anyway our guides get us to the right destination a place called sardine Rock as soon as we stomp people start shaking violently because they were no longer hiking and producing zero body heat someone was smart enough to predict this and had to man tents driven up to our rendezvous point on a massive truck we rarely used tents but this was literally a life-or-death situation to make things worse the wind picked up and he 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 a sleeping systems are waterproof but our entire bodies was soaked to the bone so they eventually became went from the outside in then the temperature dropped and things got worse being in the military you always have someone on watch since there was still sunlight out I volunteered to stand out whilst everyone else hidden their tents the picture you see now is a picture I asked a friend to tank just to illustrate my misery my goal tags rain jacket is completely soaked through worst day of my life finally I got back inside my tent and tried to get some rest I don't remember falling asleep but I was suddenly woken up to someone else I'd asked him 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 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 tree line maybe 20 meters away somehow guessing our names Herod was trying to break us down when we're at our lowest point it could have gotten through our tents but it 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 kind of haunting tone and then a huge tree came tumbling down and that was end thanks dick traumatized everyone stayed inside their tents until we heard the trucks coming over the radio we were told to pack our tents in less than 30 seconds and get on the trucks we have no more than five minutes I wasn't going to 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 her barracks poles bent and banks were halfway on our bodies people practically stumbled into the trucks we were told that we were being evacuated due to terrible conditions and that we were heading back to base but we all know the real reason I was relieved to be out of the cold when we were still on this damn Mountain an odd 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 try to understand what had gone down that day each and every single one of us realizing that we would likely go back up there in a few days

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Length: 21min 43sec (1303 seconds)

Published: Sat Feb 10 2018

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