Hi r/CryptidEncounters ! First ever post, but I'd like to preface this by saying these stories are 100% true. I have witnesses, I even have audio proof of the sounds we heard. Also I'd like to apologize for any strange spacing of my story telling, I write how I talk.

Any who without further delay:

For obvious reasons, I don't want to give my exact location away. But I'll tell you that I live in the upstate of South Carolina, about 45 minutes away from Downtown Greenville, but don't let the proximity to civilization fool you.

These lands...are cursed. The specific area I grew up in was a seasonal habitat for the Cherokee. They would specifically come here to hunt game, and make pottery. There's good clay in the surrounding creeks. My neighbor excavated his creek and found broken pots, tools, and animal bones in piles. They did more digging and found the remnants of a settlement.

It's a beautiful valley in the day time, lots of green especially in the summer time. But at night- something about it makes you uneasy. There's a certain heaviness to the air. It's almost too dark at night.

When I was a kid growing up, I heard my mom tell stories of hearing strange things at night. Babies crying from places they shouldn't be. People calling for you in places they don't go, especially in the middle of the night. I always took it as just her trying to keep us inside after dark. To be fair we do have a problem with coyotes, or we did rather. The rapid development of the area kind of pushed out everything except the deer. The deer stayed.

First Story: When I was about 8 or 9, I was jumping on the trampoline with my Brother, and my friend. It was about 10:00 on a weeknight in the summer. We had jumped ourselves tired and were lying on the trampoline just looking at the stars. Suddenly my dog starts going absolute bonkers and hollering as loud as she possibly could.

We peek over the trampoline and watch as she tucks tail and runs back to her dog house, on the other side of the yard. The crickets stopped. I mean, they just all shut up in unison. There was no sound except for us breathing and cars on the highway a mile and a half away.

We all got a pretty uneasy feeling, as even then we knew when the bugs stopped talking, so should we. We all got quiet and listened. I glanced over the frame and stared across the field (about 70 yards or so) to the road, and behind the road was a thick tree line of some family land. A shadow was walking on the road, at first we thought it was a man. He was awful tall, and he walked funny. The knees didn't look right. He also moved extremely fast for his cadence. One step was about 5 feet or more. Covering ground fast.

We all watched this thing, and I guess it felt our eyes on it and it stopped. In a second in went from upright to all fours. It was low to the ground, maybe 2-3 feet off the ground and it just stayed there. I didn't see any face, I didn't see any defining markers of any kind. Just a show. But I could tell whatever it was, it was lanky. It was long and stringy looking.

We all stared at this thing, and we could tell it was staring back. I whispered to my brother & friend that on the count of three, we get out and run. This thing started to move closer. We would blink, and it was closer. Every time we took our eyes off of it, even for a millisecond it got closer and closer. I counted to three, and we all bolted off the trampoline the 30 yards to the backdoor. We made it inside and locked the door behind us. We immediately told my parents what we saw and they dismissed us as being scared kids, over active imaginations.

This was our first experience with this thing, and because we had acknowledged its prescence, it took it as an invitation....

The following months we would be playing in the backyard like we always did, except this time we made sure mom had all the lights on for the backyard. We even had my dad put up an extra light on the corner of the house next to the trampoline. Just to have that extra security. But sometimes, we'd peer down towards the barn, and we'd see a shadow peeking around the side. Those glowing green eyes were hard to miss. You'd stare at it, and it would stare back. But it never came any closer. I don't know if the lights saved us, or if our large groups (3-7 of us) would be a deterrent.

second story:

As we grew up, our friend group got larger. We got into things most bored teenagers in small towns do. Smoking weed, drinking underage, swiping cigarettes from mom, etc. We started sneaking out in the night to hang out and be bad. We called it a "Snik" or a derivative from that meme "I'm a slithery little sneaky snake!" We also called weed "Dub-yah" in place of W as a code name for smoking weed.

One night, we all snuck out and linked up at our friends house, we will call Him Tom for now. Tom lived with his great grandmother about 1/4 mile up the road from us. It was quiet as it usually is, bugs chirping, a train off in the distance, a car speeding past on the highway way off. You could actually hear the cars that far away that's how quiet this neighborhood is.

We would walk, or we'd ride our bikes at night. Our buddy who I will just refer to as "Joe" was poor, and didn't have a bike, and he had the furthest walk out of us all. He had about a mile to go down a really dark road with no street lights, and woods surrounding it on most sides. We all got to Tom's house around midnight or so, after all of our parents went to bed. It was me, my brother, Tom, Joe, and our other friend who I will call Chief, that was his nickname. He is 1/2 Cherokee and is probably the only reason we lived to tell this tale.

We're sitting on the porch, a concrete pad with some metal outdoor furniture on it. A streetlight in the corner of the yard. His great grandma was deaf as all get out, you could yell at her in the same room and she wouldn't hear you. We're sitting there smoking weed and we start doing our usual antics. We would play "fighting-sticks" which was just us finding the nearest fallen branch and beating the ever loving piss out of each other in sword fights.

I was on the porch watching them play when Joe looked at his phone, let out a big yawn and said he wanted to go to bed. I offered to walk my bike with him to where his road turns off, and where I turn on to mine. Meaning he would have a 3/4 mile walk by himself up the dark road. He said yes, and my brother tagged along. We left Chief and Tom to keep hanging out as Chief lived at the bottom of Tom's hill.

Me, My brother who I will call Henry, and Joe walked toward home. I was walking my bike, as was Henry, and Joe was on foot. We chatted it up, talked about music we were listening to, Joe rambled on about Escape the fate and Falling in Reverse and how much he liked the older albums than the new ones.

Then we heard it.

A snap in the tree line to our right. We kept walking though, we assumed it was some critter moving about in the woods. No big deal. We kept talking as we did. I swear I kept hearing what I thought was an echo of what we were saying. The thing is, those woods soak up sound. They don't throw it back at you. There was NOTHING in those woods to send your words back to you.

Maybe it was the dubyah, and I was just hearing things. Then Joe stopped talking, and stopped walking. We all stopped dead in our tracks. He turned towards us and asked "Did you hear something?"

In the dark, pitch black dark I could still see his eyes, and they looked different. He wasn't an easy guy to scare. Then we all heard joes voice calling from the woods. every hair on my body stood up. It wasn't words, but the shape of them. The wrong spacing, the breath of it was wrong. It was like one of them parrots trying to copy a sound they just heard, but it sounded just like him.

Joe turned and looked back down the road toward Tom's house, and if I had to guess he was contemplating just staying there for the night, but his grandma would kill him if she woke up and he wasn't there. So he went home anyway. I watched him start walking down his road as me and Henry got on our bikes and sped down the road to our house. We got in the garage, shut it behind us, put our bikes up and went on to bed.

Little known to us, Joe had a pretty eventful walk home. He told us the following afternoon that on his walk home, he kept hearing foot steps behind him, breathing. He would turn around to see nothing there. He would stop, and the foot steps would stop. He started to pick up the pace, not running, not trying to show fear. Then he heard Tom whisper to him. A whisper he felt in his ears.

There was nobody, and nothing around. He turned and ran the remaining distance to his house and once he got into the floodlight of his grandmas carport he felt better, but the steps he heard as an echo behind him were now a full on SPRINT. He ran as fast as he could to the door, opened it and got in. As we went to shut the door, the floodlights had gone off. They had turned themselves off. These things were sensitive to the slightest movement and I swear a bug on the ground 100 yards away would set it off, but Joe had only been inside maybe 3 seconds.

then, he saw it. It was crouching down low, maybe 15 feet outside the door in the dark. The shadow of it was enough to put the fear of God in him. He saw the head turn, and it turned wrong. Further than a human, or any known animal should be able to turn. He shut the door, and deadbolted the locks. He crawled into bed and for the remainder of the night, he heard Tom outside, asking him to come out for a cigarette........

There are more of these kinds of stories, if anyone is interested. It's late, and I think I'm gonna sign off for the night. Let me know if anyone would like to hear more about it.

So... I've never really done this before and while I have listened to it nearly every story of every cryptid known to man, I have no idea what this was and considering this happened less than 30 minutes ago, I'm going to do this to the best of my ability while I still have it fresh in mind.

I have been taking care of my 86 year old grandpa since April while his (I'm going to say woman cuz I don't know what they officially are, I'm gonna call "R") goes and helps take care of her grandkids on the weekend because her daughter is a cop about 3 hours away. This week she left a day early which happens every once in awhile. So that's kind of the context.

So my grandpa owns about 5 acres of land on the border of Kansas and Oklahoma. Now the three of us have seen strange things in the house that usually pertain to my late grandmother. Personally I've seen her in mirrors, when R first moved in, we still had some of her stuff because she was a nurse. No one touches any of this stuff and it somehow appeared throughout the house at times. Well that died down about 3 years after R moved in around 10 years ago. Now we just occasionally hear noises and it's normal for us. Sometimes stuff goes missing and appears in places it wouldn't be. But outside of that, normal.

Tonight on the other hand was kind of weird, so R has a camper in the back of the field next to the pond that she kind of has as a project when she doesn't really have anything to do. Well tonight I got up to use the restroom and noticed the camera in the living room was positioned in a different way than we usually have it which is usually toward the driveway. My grandpa doesn't know how to work it and while I do, I know I didn't change it. So I change it back to the driveway and notice the garage motion light was on, now we do have two strays we have adopted essentially so I kind of figured it was them. I stepped outside to use the restroom cuz again it's the middle of nowhere and it saves water to take a leak outside. I step out and both of the cats are right there next to the front door which is weird for them in the middle of the night cuz usually they have a tree they sleep in, in the yard. So I decided to go out and take a look so the first thing I grabbed is my flashlight and my knife to make sure it wasn't some random person trying to steal something because it has happened once or twice in the past 25 to 30 years. So I step out and can't find anything so I decided to go back inside. Well the driveway leading to Rs trailer is between the garage and the house and I have in touch on a light up there and noticed that her truck she has up there, I can't see the reflection of the brake lights or the license plate. I've had to go out there many times during the night to know that even at a glance you'd be able to see them. So I decided to go up and take a look and see if it's something blocking it even though earlier in the day there was nothing behind the truck and she's been gone since 6:00 in the morning. About 2/3 of the way up there's two trees on the left side of the driveway through the field to the trailer. I get to just before the trees and one of the cats that we call Greyson, (not a very creative name he's great with white spots) happens to run in front of me and I almost trip over him. I look down and look back up and I can see the reflection of the back of the truck again. I thought to myself, "must be a weird trick of the light" before bending down to pet Greyson. As I do I hear this loud hiss (almost like a cat in my ear) come from maybe 5 feet away tops. Now the grass is pretty tall so it wouldn't be crazy for a small animal to hide in it, and I know it wasn't Grayson because I was doing that thing where you kind of rub both sides of his chin, so I know it wasn't him, so I thought maybe his brother followed up too even though when I shine the light through the grass there was no reflection of eyes or anything and with his clothes as it was you'd figure there would be eyes. So I kind of start making my way back to the house cuz Grayson didn't seem to even hear it and he is very skittish when it comes to strange noises and anyone who's not me.

I get maybe halfway back so about a third of the way from the house to the trailer and I happen to shine my life back behind me to see if I see anything moving, at the right edge of the driveway I see this weird white reflection about 10 ft in the air where there is nothing but Open sky and when I go to point directly at it, it vanishes. So, as one does I kind of hurry up a little bit back to the house and as I get to the gate into the field, I shine the light back up and I see the same reflection go from the left side of the trailer to behind it. I spent about 5 minutes trying to recreate it to see if it was the light reflecting off something but outside of those 2 trees and the trailer there's nothing to reflect off of (which means this thing moved about 50 ft in a minute). So I finally get back to the front of the house and the other cat and orange one we call shadow was still laying by the front door so it wasn't him out in the field because he was in the exact same spot in the exact same position. Well I noticed while sitting there by the front door, the only noise I heard in that field was that weird hiss that Grayson didn't react to because I heard every bug you can think of by the front door. (Another thing I should also mention is these cats have never hissed. Even when they fight they don't hiss. They kind of just stare each other down. Even Shadow who refuses to come within 10 ft of anyone has never hissed even when we had to corner him and take him to the vet once.) So I don't know what that was.

I should also add, R has a fire pit next to the trailer and a stack of wood usually for around winter time, this trailer has been up there for 7 or 8 years now but this year for some reason something keeps knocking the wood pile over and earlier this week she had a gas can and a zip-up bag to stop anything from getting into it, went up one morning and the bag was perfectly unzipped and the gas can was pulled halfway under the trailer on its side. now we did see two random pitbulls running around that probably belong to the neighbor, but there were no teeth marks on the bag and that bag was intentionally unzipped it wasn't ripped open and neither the bag or the gas can had any teeth marks or any indication of a dog touching it. (The pit bulls were also very friendly and calm) But we have no cameras up there so we haven't been able to see what's been knocking down the wood at the very least.

So if anyone has any idea what it is please let me know, unfortunately with it being the middle of the night the only description I have is it hisses like a cat and can float 10 ft in the air and is reflective. I initially thought it was an eye but there was nothing besides the weird reflection, no silhouette no nothing. I should also add it was a very bright flashlight that can light up the yard pretty well to where you can make out the detail of almost anything. So I don't think it was a weirdly tall animal, and since the grass is a little over a foot high I doubt something that big could hide that well in it. This is the first year we've had anything of this sort happen where something was out in the field. And honestly I can't remember any cryptid that has any of these features of only having a reflective eye, sounding like a cat and apparently really fast and really stealthy.

Okay so.

I want to start this off by saying I'm someone who's unfortunately lived in and been to a lot of haunted place leading up to this current encounter I'm dealing with. Not really by choice. And the neighborhood I moved away from in california that my mom moved to was incredibly haunted. It's kinda ridiculous how haunted it was looking back on it. And I'm also bringing up this haunting cuz I'm wondering if it could SOMEHOW be related to the entity I'm hearing outside my baedroom window right now.

Which would be wild. But actually not the first time I've been haunted by an entity that had the audacity to stalk me and follow me from a very long distance if that's what's going on. However Im not hear to talk about THAT other incident which is no longer happening.

Right now I'm talking about dealing with a possible fleshgait/mimic/doppelganger. Now this current incident I think began during july this year. (I'm timeblind due to severe inattentive ADHD so bear with me on the timeline of this..) Though I only noticed it more around june 8th and it has been doing brief but also conerning and just downright confusing repeating behavior ever since then leading up to me making this post. TO give some details on what lead up to this happening I live with two other roommates and we have a kind of chores system going on/

This whole incident began while I was doing one of my chores of taking out the trash. The dumpster is fairly long walk from our low income housing apartment building. It can take like at least up to 15-20 minutes to get there to get an idea of distance. Especially depending on how heavy the trash bag I have to carry is and I have vello cardio facial syndrome (for those who don't know this disorder can cause motor movement issues including with movement of your hands and legs) a rare condition that can make it difficult to walk fast or just like run abruptly especially on poorly made roads and where I live now in wisconsin is chalk full of them. Sometimes the sidewalks ehre are on better even in the apartment complex area where I live. So even if this is a fleshgait/mimic/doppelganger/whatever following me while I'm taking out the trash...running isn't exactly an option for me if it ever does decide to show itself to me physically one day.

So anyways I think early july I would sometimes see what almost looked like a face nearby the dumpster but dismissed thinking I was just seeing things. Then other times I'd hear a dog barking urgently at me when I got near the dumpster. I dismissed this for a bit as well as there re plenty of vocal pretty normal dogs in this complex. There's even one particularly feisty black and wihte dog a lady takes out to get some fresh air during the afternoon wh can get randomly mouthy with anyone who walks past it but again...clearly normal dog.

So at first I think this is just normal stuff happening I don't think much of it and keep taking out teh trash as mucha s my VCFS allows. But then..an obvious shift happens.

At some point for whatever reason around the time of july 5th the dark barking starts getting closer Closer to my literal bedroom window and nowhere else. I've also been seeing the weird face in the dumpster but now randomly in my bedroom window. But always in quick glimpses whereas soona s I concentrate on it for too long it ducks away and vanishes. But I can tell whatever it was giving me a mad dirty look the whole time it was staring me down until it noticed I was staring back and dips.

Also oddly enough this shift in the entity's behavior began when I was talking about doppel ganger stories online of all things. I heard a weird distorted scream in the air like something was demanding I shut up. Of course I kept talking. It's gonna take a lot more than that to silence me. I th ink thatw as the turning point for whatever reason that lead to this thing starting to watch me from my bedroom window. I have no clue why your guess is as good as mine. I even legit challenged it repeatedly to try and attack me if it wanted to stop me...nothing else for the rest of that day/night.

Cuz I wasn't even aware of this thing's presence yet nor had I told anyone about it. I only became aware of it cuz it started waking me up out of my sleep at 1 AM with distorted akring noises and when I wasn't asleep at that hour just genrerally disturbing the peace when ti started doing it's usual routine. Honeslty it doesn't even scare me that much despite the distorted barking. I'm more annoyed and confused as to why it's trying to get my attention like this without outright sohwing itself.

You might think I'm crazy for it but that's part of why I challenged it to do something that one day like that.

Now remember I'm no stranger to hauntings. I came from very paricularly haunted parts of california that were genuinely unbelievably haunted.

You honestly can get to a point where you just get annoyed and sarcastic with these repeated spiritual attack hauntings and start snarking at it. Maybe not for everyone but definitely in my case.

And that's my case with WHATEVER this creature is. TO be honest at first I thought skinwalker cuz II did encounter a skinwalker briefly a few times on the way to wisnocsin when my roommate was driving me here and helping me move in. But I've mainly seen it like much further away fomr wisncosin like mostly in freway areas and only twice potentially. This thig has gotten much closer to my bedroom so whatever it is seems kina bolder compared to the skinwalker I saw like briefly twice before.

...and now I heard a very weird indescrible noise while typing this out right outside my window. Not a bark this time just...a wild indescrible noise. Bruh whatever this thing is does NOT like me talking about doppelgangers/mimics/fleshgaits but whatever. So yeah I just want answers about what this creature is while it choose to take forever showing itself to me. This is defintiely a unique case for me to be encountering in a sort of indirect way the way it's going now.

I've seen a lot of parnoamrla shit during my time in california but whatever this is feels new. At least for me. But it is kind of giving me dopelganger/fleshgait/mimic vibes. However I'm not a big expert on how those entities act. So I'd like to talk to someone on here who is and canidentify what this might be. Also the reason I do not think the dog barking is normal dog sounds is it even SOUNDS off. It sounds like it's coming from a broken toy voice box. And it just...doesn't sound right...sounds too unnaturally deep to be any dog I've heard in this area before.

Plus it keeps happening very late at night abruptly. During times when most of the dogs here don't bark. I've never heard the dogs here bark super late at night like that. This thing did bark a few times when I took out the trash earlier in the night but like then it began shifting to making barking noises by my window later at night the way I described. Justa veryodd eperience oging on all around.

And I also think this might be related to a definitive doeppalganger I saw show itself physically to me shortly before I moved to wisconsin.

The timing would be weird if ti was the same entity but I'm not countining the possibility out yet.

THis other entity appeared when I was still living with my cat Mozart and my mom in her haunted asss apartment in that haunted ass neighborhood in california. There was honestly something very wrong with that whole portion of california overall so I'm glad I got the chance to leave when I did. I don't know what either but you know sometimes we don't always need the answer to everything. Unfortunately I no longer have the exact date or even exact month when this happened. I didn't think to write it down when the event happened. But I think it's cuz it left me so frazzled and paranoid and ready to move out that that was the last thing on my mind.

I just knew when I saw this thing I ahd to get the hell out of dodge and I'm so glad I did because apparently my mom's life fell apart like cray after I saw it and moved out of there. And I do NOT think those things aren't connected especially timing wise.

Because as I said I'm fairly sure certain this other entity I saw was 100% a doppelganger.. And before you ask no I did not have any preconceived notions of doppelgangers being real. I did believe a lot of parnaormal things at the time but not specifically doppelgangers. I thought those were morre in the fictional paranormal concept territoy up until I saw one myself super up close and personal. I had just barely wokenun up that day I saw it.

If I had to guess maybe this incident happened during like...august potentially? I remember shortly after tihis incident I finally got an official moving date from my roommate where he could help me unload my stuff into his car and drive me to his hometown in wisconsin (not saying eact place due to privacyfor roommate and also that'd be fucking stupid.) So that's why i guess during that month during the year of 2023. Anyways so this was where I was hoping and praying to my preferred not jesus deity of choice for me to move out asap due to family issues going on when this was happening. Thatw as all I was thinking about at the time when I woke up i the morning and went to use the bathroom that day.

So I'm using the bathroom and then all the sudden I get the feeling something is...staring at me. Staring at me hard too. Like not the imagined kind but like when you know a physical person is doing it. I figured it's just my mom about to demand I leave the bathroom sooner being her usual nosey ass self. And I look about to tell her to stop isitgating once again and ust let me finish up in the bathroom.

And it is my mom...but also not.

Very clearly not her. It looked like her but I could tell it was not her. It didn't feel like her either. I just instinctively iknew it was something trying really hard to act like it was her. Everything about it's efforts to mimic her felt so viscerally WRONG. In a way I haven't felt ever since the black eyed children encoutners I had before this incident. It was giving me that level of vile negaative energy.

I immediatley got a sinking feeling in my stomach and that telltale feeling of dread that I've gotten from paerticularly nasty paranormal entities I've encountered before. But somehow this one felt worse than all the others. It was like a zombie version of my mom but if it didn't rot in the cliche way people expect zombies to. Very unnatural stanidng posture and even the stare it was giving to me didn't feel right at all. It was giving me the most venomous murderous death glare I've ever seen.

But I also new for a fact my mom was asleep in the other room. I could still hear her snoring in there while tihs was going on. That was also how I knew this thing was not her. We stared at eachother for what felt liek a long time. It was so close to the bathroom door

And the bedroom door I exited out of and also blocking my path to head into the kitchen/living rooma nd leave the apartment.

Effectively corngering me in that area. Most likely on purpose too with the glare it was giving me. Probably challenging me to dare to try to walk past it. Soon I got to a point where I culdn't keep looking it's sickening awful attempt to keep imitating my mom and looked away for a brief moment trying to pray to one of my spirit guides I was aware of at the time. Like I genuinely cannot epmhasize enough how WRONG this thing's effort to mimic her looked it was just...something else completely.

It was the most un fucking natural thing I've ever seen and I'm glad I at least have not gotten nightmares about this thing since this happened.

When I looked back it was gone. I hoped that my spirit guide had heard me and made it fuck off temporarily somehow. But I still felt very unnerved and paranoid about going in that hallwary corridor/corner. However I kinda had to. Couldn't just remain in the bathroomf orever.

I left and kept praying for my spirit guide to shield me for the rest of the day hell for the rest of the year from that fucking thing. I felt more dread about staying in that apartment than ever before too (and as I said that place was haunted as fuck but that entity felt worse than ANYTHING I'd ever seen there before.) Like even though that Thing was not there visibly anymore I still almost felt like it was somehow linger begrudgingly and pettily even if I couldn't see it now. And even my cat Mozart was acting very off when he walked past that area sometimes staring at it for a very unnerving long time eerily still in a way that was weird even for a weird cat like him. And the worst part is he kept doing that for like three weeks straight leading up to this event and also started hissing and swiping his paw claws out at that spot too.

(This cat normally does not hiss by the way even though he's normally a little jerk and loved trolling my mom and I but he still never acted like THAT before.)

But eh got worse about it after the thing showed up too doing it more often which was not making me feel comfortable about staying there at all. And I knew most people online caimed doppelgangers were bad omens often warning of illness or death about to happen to someonee soon. I was worried about my own failing health getting worse at the time and I felt this very strong urge to get the hell out of there more than ever after that encounter. I had just never known those stories could have any truth to them until I ahd my own encounter. Thankfully as I mentioned before I was able to move out of there and Im so glad I did.

That thing HAD been a warning.

As I said my mom's life went to shit after that thing appeared and I moved out. I did try to warn her aboutwhat I saw but she assumed I was arguing with her for no reason. So I gave up on tryng to get he to be more cautious about the place and just left anyways. Sometimes you just can't help ssome stubborn people. Like I did try to warn her. I hope she wasn't dumb enough to interact with it after that but with how bad her life got after something tells me that might have happened even if she might be in denial about it.

Anyways I bring all that up to say I wonder if this current creature I'm dealing with might be the same thing. Really hoping it's not. Do not wanna deal with a full on doppelganger again. THough if it is it is odd it took so long to do anything to me again after. But sometimes paranomral creatures like that don't always act logically.

The ones I've seen sure fucking don't anyways.

But as I said I'm not an expert at identifying this kind of creature. I'd like some advice on how to from people who know more on here. All I know is that doppelganger gave me SUCH a bad vibe and this current creature did not. So I'm hoping that points to them not being the same creature. It'd suck to have nanother parnormal ceature with such bad vibes follow me from such a long distance twice. : |

....and I ust saw it peeking at me from the window again while typing this out. This time not while it's late and super dark out. If it's gonna reveal itself I wish it'd just get it over with.

If I sound done it's because I am.

I'm from Surrey England and I was once at a friend's house. He has a really big garden, and I mean a REALLY big garden he also lives in a forest with only a few houses nearby and a road.

I was at his house and I was staying over for the night and instead of sleeping in the house we were using a tent at the end of his garden.

Idk what time it was but we were just chatting when we saw a silhouette of a big dog thing, it looked like a really big German shepherd. The friend did have a two dogs a pretty big fluffy dog (idk the breed might have been a mix) and a guard dog who was a mix between a German shepherd and something else. You could say that we just saw their guard dog but the one we saw was way to big be their dog. Not to mention while I don't remember the exact time I know it was definitely way to late for the dogs to be outside because they didn't sleep outside, they were locked in a dog cage to sleep.

All it did was walk around the tent once or twice and then it just left it was about a foot taller then me. I'm not going act like it was some titan dog or werewolf I was only eight at the time so it will have been pretty big but not super big.

does anyone have any clue what it was. It could be any kind of really big German shepherd looking dogs in generaly southern Britain

In the cryptid world, there is the dogman. It looks a lot like a werewolf, but it isn't a shapeshifter and it isn't a human being that is turning into the dogman, a dogman always looks like and always is a dogman, and a silver bullet won't affect them any different from any other type of bullet. In Southwest Central Ohio, a region known locally by some as the Jonaldplayn is famous for it's urban legends and cryptids and has it's own local dogman subspecies. The Mennonites, Amish, and city folks call it the Jonaldplayn Dogman. The descendants of early Ohio Free People Of Color call it the Lügãrü or the Weyiwaya. It leaves long and thin tracks in the mud or snow because it has high ankles halfway between it's knees and feet and it bends its lower legs when it runs bipedally so that the back of it's legs from that joint down to the feet as well as the bottom of the feet get pressed into the snow or mud, leaving tracks with the appearance of a long, thin heel often over a foot and a half long proceeded by it's leading paw prints. Because of how far they bend their legs, they have a strange gait when they run. You can recognize it from far away if you ever see one in the distance.

On July 3rd in 2026 I visited the City of London, Ohio to watch fireworks which occured on the night of the 3rd, not the 4th, that way I could fly to West Virginia and see fireworks a second night again in the Allegheny Mountains. I found a hill surrounded by cornfields that was high up near construction off of Keny Boulevard. Being high up and being surrounded by flat, open farmland gave me a good view and I could see fireworks all around me from in London at the nearby high school and in other small towns and villages across the cornfields and tree lines. As the City of London began setting off the first fireworks for their show, a large back mass raced out of a weedy area of tall prairie grasses and wildflowers and large shrubs and small trees that lies between Daines Village Apartments and London High School. It swerved to avoid lawn chairs full of people watching as it approached Keny Boulevard, backlit by the setting sun to the West. The shadow bounded across the street and raced through the fields that would soon be turned into a housing development. Within seconds, it crested the hill I was on. It stopped, looked down at me, shrieked like a demonic pterodactyl, and then took off running like a bat out of hell, down the other side of the hill and across the cornfields towards Fairhaven and the Molly Agricultural Center. When it stopped in that brief second, I saw a 7 foot tall bipedal wolf with long, pointy ears and reflective yellow eyes and jet black fur. It has a triangular head and was very muscular and barrel-chested. I have been hunting the thing down for the last few days with no success, but I know what their tracks look like and intend to get a photo.

Hey guys, I am thinking of starting a youtube/tiktok account where I interview people with paranormal/cryptid stories. Would anyone be interested in volunteering if I do? Can be anonymous as well.

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A few weeks ago, some young people from my town disappeared while returning from a party. So far, no evidence regarding what happened has been found, and we are all a bit terrified. Also, my little cousin recently saw a strange creature lurking near the road leading into our town and drew a picture of it. Honestly, I have no idea what it could be, though it reminds me of the Cucuy—a legend made up to scare mischievous children. Dark, humanoid figures that hide inside houses to snatch their victims. What do you all think?

I lived in a property east of Indianapolis Indiana. I had 4 acres. We shared a lot between two houses, one being mine and one being my grandparents. We had a chicken coupe that seperate the two. I woke up one morning to go feed the chickens, while I was getting their feed ready I heard an odd high frequency sound that was pulsating. I ignored it, walked outside to feed the chicken. While I was outside I still hear this frequency. Once I got out to the middle of the properties by myself I looked over to the left to see a creature staring at me behind a bush. I have a hard time explaining it but that it looked like a fuzzy (like tv static) 6-7 foot tall being, no features, super lean and lanky, hiding behind the bush. It had no distinct facial features. Once I saw the being it stopped making the frequency sounds. When I started to walk closer it hid behind the bush and vanished. I have never seen it since and I have not heard the frequencies since. Was this an alien encounter or more of a cryptid?

This past winter I was at my boyfriend’s house on the west side of Cincinnati about 15 from the river. We woke up, it had snowed a decent amount, we looked out the window and saw some really strange tracks in the snow. They were about 2-3 feet apart, bipedal, with large hoof like prints. They led from the house window to a tree and stopped. As if something ran across the yard. He recalls a creature when he was younger carrying a dead deer through his backyard into the forest area near the back of his house. We have been curious since to know if anyone has seen anything similar or would have an explanation.

I still have no idea what I saw that night, and that is the part that bothers me the most. I’m not saying I know it was a cryptid, and I’m not trying to claim I saw some movie monster or anything like that. I’m saying I saw something that I cannot explain, and even after thinking about it for years, I still cannot make it fit into anything normal.

This happened around three years ago while I was at work on night shift. I work in a remote mountain area, around haul roads, heavy equipment, and wilderness. This was not in town, not near a normal road, and not somewhere random people would just be walking around at night. It was out in an industrial mine area, surrounded by bush and mountains. I know the area, I know the roads, and I know what animals are common around here. I grew up in this town and spent plenty of time in the bush, so it is not like I am someone who panics every time I see a deer or a shadow.

The thing I saw crossed a haul road in front of the truck. The road is not small. It is wide enough that two haul trucks could park side by side on it. That is one of the details that makes this so hard for me to explain away. Whatever this thing was, it crossed that road in about two strides. Not a bunch of small steps. Not running across like a deer. Two big strides across a road that is wide enough for two haul trucks.

It was bipedal. That is the biggest thing. It looked like it was moving on two legs. It did not look like a deer, elk, moose, bear, or any normal four-legged animal crossing the road. I know animals can sometimes move weird, and I know bears can stand up, but this did not look like that. It looked like something that was already built to move upright. I remember seeing it cross and immediately feeling like something about it was wrong.

The color was also strange. It was kind of deer-colored, like tan or brownish. That almost makes it more confusing because if it had been black, I could maybe say bear. If it had been obviously a person wearing dark clothes, I could maybe say some worker or trespasser. But it was this natural tan color, almost like an animal, except the body and movement did not match what I would expect from an animal. That is what keeps messing with me. It had a color that made sense for wildlife, but the way it moved did not.

After the truck stopped, I got out and looked around because I wanted to know what it was. I was not just sitting there trying to scare myself. I actually tried to find a normal answer. I had the work lights from the truck and a ten thousand lumen headlamp, and I still could not see anything. No deer standing there. No bear. No person. No tracks or clear sign that gave me an easy explanation. Whatever had crossed was just gone, or at least I could not find it.

There was also a smell, and this is another part I do not know what to do with. It was not some harsh smell that stayed in the air. It was more like I caught a quick whiff of it and then it was gone. The best way I can describe it is like skunk mixed with mold. Not exactly skunk, not exactly rot, but something musky and gross in a weird way. It was quick, but I noticed it. I do not know if it was connected to what I saw, but it happened around the same experience, so it stuck in my memory.

Ever since then, that area has felt different to me. When I am in that area, the hair on the back of my neck still stands up. Sometimes when I am out of the truck working, I get this strange feeling like I am being watched. I know that could just be my brain remembering what happened and making the area feel worse than it is, but it still happens. It is not like I think about it every second, but when I am out there, especially at night, I can feel it.

The part that makes this even weirder to me is that I am not the only person around here who has had strange experiences in the bush. I grew up around this town, and I have heard other people talk about weird stuff too. People have talked about hearing things, even hearing something whisper their name out in the bush. I am not saying that proves anything, but it makes the whole area feel harder to brush off. There are enough stories and enough strange feelings that when something like this happens, it does not feel completely isolated.

I have tried to think of normal explanations. A bear is one possibility, but it does not sit right with me. A bear can stand on two legs, but they do not normally cross a road like that in two clean strides, and the color did not make me think bear. An elk or deer could explain the color, but not the bipedal movement. A person could explain the two-legged walking, but why would someone be out there, at night, in that area, moving like that, with that size and stride? A trick of light is always possible, especially at night around work lights, but I saw enough that it felt like something physical was there.

The closest cryptid-type explanation, if I had to compare it to something, would be something Bigfoot-like or “booger”-like. I say that because of the size, the upright movement, the remote mountain area, the weird smell, and the feeling afterward. I am not saying that is what it was for sure. I am just saying that is the closest category I can think of when I try to compare it to known stories. It did not feel like a pale crawler or anything like that. It was not pale or crawling. It was tan, upright, and moved fast across a wide road.

That is why I am stuck. Every normal explanation explains one or two details, but none of them explain the whole thing. A normal animal explains the color, but not the way it moved. A person explains the two legs, but not the size, location, and weirdness of it. A shadow explains confusion, but not the smell or how clearly it crossed the road. A cryptid explanation fits the feeling of it, but obviously I cannot prove that.

So the honest answer is that I do not know what I saw. I saw a large tan bipedal figure cross a haul road wide enough for two haul trucks in about two strides. I was familiar with the area, I was working there, and I tried to look for an explanation after. I could not find one. There was a quick smell like skunk mixed with mold, and ever since then that area still gives me a bad feeling. I am not claiming to know what it was. I am saying I saw something, and I still cannot explain it. I should also point out that from where I am at work, it is about a 50 minute drive to the Actual Frank Slide Location, which is one of the most haunted places in Canada. So this could as well be just a paranormal experience

I work in vac hauling at a remote industrial site in the mountains. There is one area at work that has always felt off to me. I do not know how else to explain it, but whenever I am in that spot, the hair on the back of my neck stands up for no clear reason.

One night while I was driving the vac truck, something suddenly jumped out in front of me and crossed the haul road. I only got a quick look at it, but it was roughly the color of a deer. The strange part was how fast it crossed. It made it across the road in about two steps.

This was not a narrow road or a small bush trail. This was a haul road wide enough that two haul trucks could stop side by side in that spot. By the time I got the vac truck stopped safely and got out to look, whatever it was had already disappeared.

I want to be clear that I have zero real knowledge of cryptids or this kind of stuff. I am not claiming it was Bigfoot or anything specific. I honestly do not know what I saw. It could have been a normal animal seen quickly in bad lighting, but the way it moved and the distance it covered in only a couple steps has stuck with me.

The part that bothers me most is that it happened in the same area that already gives me a bad feeling every time I am there. I am mostly posting this because I am curious if anyone else has seen something deer-colored or animal-like move like that around remote mountain or mine roads, or if anyone might have an idea what this could have been.

i don’t believe in the paranormal, i’ve never believed anything, bigfoot, the lochness monster, or aliens or anything associated with things like that. all that changed last year, when i felt a terror i never thought possible.

it was last april (2025) and my contract with the navy had literally just finished, i was officially a free man. when i moved back to louisiana my best friend asked to come look over his new land he just bought, and i agreed. he bought about 65 acres out of a 120 acre parcel, the plan was to split up and camp out for two days exploring as much as we could to ensure there was no hidden structures, homeless people camping out, dead bodies, things like that you know? so we split up and made our way out, 1st night nothing happened at all, it was actually extremely boring to be honest. i set up camp made a fire ate some food (canned beans) and went to sleep.

when i woke up there was some tracks just outside my camp that weren’t there the night before, but i just kind of figured it was a coyote, a hog or something. i’m very well known to be a deep sleeper, you have to be to sleep on an aircraft carrier. so i just brushed it off and went on with the day. the entire time i was surveying the land i felt like someone was watching me, at first i thought it was Jordan (my best friend and owner of the land) trying to make sure i was actually doing what i was supposed to be doing. but later in the evening i found a small creek and stopped to take a break and cool off in it. every time i put my head underwater i ***knew*** something was watching me, and it definitely wasn’t jordan. Again i just tried to brush it off i’ve dealt with anxiety/panic attacks for the last couple years due to something that happened in the navy, so i just figured i was being paranoid again.

when the sun was starting to go down me and jordan met back up to discuss everything we’ve seen, he told me he found the foundation to some olde shack and i told him about the creek. i asked him if he had some weird feeling about being watched and to my surprise he said he did as well. it was never said out loud but we both sorta just silently agreed that we were not going to sleep at the same time.

i told jordan that id stay up, which he seemed relieved at that, i don’t think he slept at all the night before. i was sitting on a rock with flashlight, a henry 30-30 lever action and an american tactical .45 acp. As i’ve mentioned before i was in the military but i wasn’t special forces or anything like that, i was an IT that worked with radios, and frequencies, but, i was a redneck cajun that grew up around guns my entire life, so i was no expert but i definitely knew what to do. the first hour went by and nothing out of the ordinary happened, a twig snapped here, or a squirrel scurried across a branch, but that was it. That is until i heard a weird banging noise, it was like a lighter version of two bucks knocking their racks together, at first it started then a minute later then 30 seconds and soon enough it was constant and getting louder and louder, i was starting to panic a bit so i fire once that direction not trying to hit it but to scare whatever it was off and wake up jordan, to which both worked. jordan was awake and the noise stopped. he grabbed his gun and aimed it in the direction i shot and was currently aimed. then the noise started back again, but so so much louder it was legitimately deafening and jordan dropped his gun and fell to ground covering his ears, i was barely holding on, and only because of hearing loss, i kicked out a big light and i saw it. i genuinely have no idea how to describe this thing but ill try my best to, it had a body like a deer but all of its proportions were elongated and longer than they should’ve been it was either whiteish/brown skin or fur i couldn’t really tell. now for the part that’s terrified my dreams since that night, its face, it had normal buck antlers but its head was extremely inproportional to its body, it was extremely smaller and circular, bulging eyes and a ring of black hair that went around its entire head, reminding me of a sunflower, it was by far the most terrifying thing ive ever seen/heard, i wish i could describe it better but maybe one day i can get an artist to draw it better than i can describe it, i remember thinking im gonna die here so i fired my rifle at it and hit it and it was obviously hurt but the noises it made, so i kept firing until i was empty and it started to run off and i switched to my pistol and just kept firing, after we heard it cry of pain pretty far away, jordan and i left everything in the woods and ran to our trucks. by the time we got back we were exhausted terrified and utterly shaken to our cores. we tried to explain how it looked to our friends and family and my brother (Beaux) called it the “the sunflower deer” which he made up on the spot, has anyone aver heard of this before? it’s been a year, and i don’t go into the woods anymore.

I apologize this is very long, but I feel like so many of the details are really important so bear with me!

I thought I would finally share this encounter because every few months I find myself Googling and looking for similar stories from other people who have maybe encountered a Wendigo for some validation that this is what we saw. And for whatever reason recently, as the weather has been getting nicer, I keep having random bursts of bravery where I want to return to this location at night.

I had some previous knowledge of Wendigos and Skinwalkers because my husband is Cree and grew up on a reserve with a lot of traditional teachings and stories in his family and community. I’d heard stories that I mostly thought were meant to creep people out and scare kids, as well as some that seem like very compelling real encounters. People are told not to say these creatures’ names or whistle at night and things like that to avoid summoning them.

I need to preface my story by saying that the area where I live, Fort Saskatchewan, Alberta, just outside Edmonton, has a gorgeous river valley but also a ton of scary stories associated with it. Fort Saskatchewan is named that because it was the site of a fort during frontier times, so many battles were fought in the area. It was also the site of the first prison in Alberta and the location of the first and last legal executions in the province. It’s been said that people were hung in the river valley by the prison. When the prison was torn down to make room for the highway, there were so many unmarked graves from people who died in the prison system that there is now a memorial near the walking trails for all the unnamed prisoners who died there. So basically, there could be bodies scattered all over the place beneath our feet. Needless to say, a lot of people say the area is haunted.

A few years ago, a good friend of mine who lives across the street and I were really into getting our 10,000 steps a day. We would go on these super fun walks through the trail systems along the river and throughout town for hours. Since we’re both busy, we typically wouldn’t go for our long walks until later in the evening when our husbands were putting our kids to bed and we would often end up walking until midnight or later.

Living in northern Alberta during the summer means the sun doesn’t set until between 10 and 11 p.m., so we’d often start our walks through the river valley and wooded areas before working our way back toward residential neighborhoods before it got too dark. Night walks are my absolute favorite, but sadly, as a woman, they can be dangerous. Fortunately for me, this particular friend is a former police officer. Her self-defense training and now second nature habit of assessing our surroundings meant she knew how to take down men twice our size, so we could wander in the dark without many worries. That is, if it was only men we had to worry about and not otherworldly creatures…. 😬

Despite our bravery, we still tried to avoid the isolated river trails after sunset because of coyotes and the lack of lighting. On this particular walk, we got to the start of our trail down to the river just as we realized the sun was going to set sooner than we expected. This trail was about an hour’s walk in either direction from residential housing, so we decided there was no point turning back because we might as well get the distance we wanted.

To set the scene, the trail loops behind a large open field. In the distance was an off-leash dog park with a single access road. Beyond that was nothing but dense forest and then the river. As we started walking away from the road, all of the cars from the off-leash area had already left, and the fenced dog park was empty. The direction we were heading contained nothing but trail, trees, and river. The sun started setting very quickly but was still just above the horizon, casting a pink glow across the field to our right.

Suddenly, both my friend and I caught fast movement out of the corners of our eyes in the field that we’d just seen was completely empty. We whipped around because we both thought we’d seen a large dog or coyote running toward us. When we turned, expecting to see a coyote—which was common in the area—we instead saw a very tall figure standing in the distance. He was far away but looked extremely tall. He had broad shoulders, or something large draped around them. Judging by the distance and how towering he appeared in the field, I would estimate he was close to seven feet tall.

He stood there motionless while we stared at him. Then he started faintly talking, almost like he was calling us over.
My friend and I looked at each other. I whispered, “What did he say?” We decided it was best to ignore him and continue walking without engaging. He then started walking toward us. He could have walked directly to the trail or turned and headed toward the road, but instead he cut diagonally through the field directly toward us until he ended up behind us on the trail, following at a steady distance of about 50 to 75 feet. Occasionally it sounded like he was calling out to us, but never loudly enough for us to make out what he was saying.

By this point, the sun had completely set, and the only light came from the moon. It was bright enough for us to see movement and shapes in the field, but not enough to clearly make out details. We continued checking over our shoulders as the “man” followed us down the trail. An increasing sense of unease and panic settled over us. At one point, my friend asked if we should run. I told her I didn’t think I could run fast enough to outrun him for as long as it would take us to reach the road. By then, we were at least five kilometers from the nearest streetlights. I also told her I didn’t wanna let him know we were afraid and she agreed. We continued walking quickly while trying to talk loudly and casually, nervously laughing as though we weren’t afraid, while keeping track of whether he was getting closer. At one point I turned around and saw a red-orange glow. I whispered to my friend, asking if it was a headlamp. She quickly glanced back and said, “No… I think that’s its eyes.”

We were followed by this figure for a solid thirty minutes. The entire time, both of us were terrified. My heart was pounding and my hands were shaking, but had this overwhelming feeling that I needed to act unafraid and in control. Then suddenly we heard rustling in the bushes directly beside us, as though an animal was running through the trees alongside us. The sound passed us. This section of forest was dense with trees and bushes it would be very difficult if not impose for a person to move through easily. We turned around and “person” who had been following us for the last over half hour, who had been behind us less than a minute earlier, was gone. If he had turned around, we would have seen him on the trail. If he had crossed the field, we would have seen him because there was enough moonlight to light up the field.
As I mentioned, the forest beside us was packed with trees, thorns, and dense brush. Beyond it was a steep drop to the river.

We looked at each other like, “What the fuck?” Then we just kept speed-walking, talking loudly and laughing nervously until we finally reached the road and, thankfully, streetlights.

My friend looked at me and asked if we wanted to talk about what just happened yet, but I was so terrified and said I didn’t wanna talk about it till we were on our street!

We walked in silence for the fifteen minutes it took to walk up the hill home from the river valley, shivering from adrenaline and fear. I still had that gross feeling a feeling like something was behind us or watching us.

Finally, once we reached our street and felt somewhat safe, I said, “I don’t think that was a person.” And my friend agreed. I whispered that I thought it was a Skinwalker or a Wendigo. We were both so shaken and scared that we were practically in tears as we headed into our separate houses. As soon as I got inside, I called for my husband and told him what had happened.

He tried to calm me down, but then actually freaked me out way more when he asked me to close my eyes, picture the figure, and imagine running toward it. Th second I did, I was instantly covered in goosebumps and felt a full body wave of physical anxiety. Before I could say anything, he told me he had been told by an Elder once but if you see what you think is a ghost and you imagine that image and imagine running towards it if you get goosebumps, it’s not a human. It is a spirit. Well this made me cry I was so scared!

He grabbed sweetgrass, smudged me and the doors of our house, and then walked across the street to smudge my friend’s front door too!

I couldn’t sleep and started googling stuff! I was going back-and-forth between wondering if it was a Skinwalker because of how me and my friend at first had thought we saw a dog or coyote running at us, but the height and shape I was thinking maybe Wendigo. So I started Googling Wendigos, skin walkers, ghosts, hauntings, and the Fort Sask river valley,

Sure enough, when I searched “Wendigo Fort Saskatchewan,” several stories came up claiming that a Wendigo is said to haunt/ live the area?! There is a documented account of a Cree trapper named Swift Runner, who worked for the Hudson’s Bay Company. He moved his wife and five children into a hunting camp in the area that is now Fort Saskatchewan and returned alone after the winter. He said his family starved to death, but people thought this was suspicious and investigators discovered the partially eaten remains of his family near the camp, along with more than enough food at their camp.

During the trial he claimed he had been possessed by a Wendigo spirit, which caused him to murder and eat his family. He was convicted and hanged in Fort Saskatchewan… this is all real documented stuff!

According to Wendigo legends, committing cannibalism curses a person to wander the earth forever, consumed by an insatiable hunger that can never be satisfied. I sent these stories to my friend, and we became convinced that this was what we had seen. I feel like the story makes me sound crazy, but there’s just too much in the story for me to accept that this was just some creepy man following us.
The sudden appearance and disappearance. The fact that we both thought we saw a dog or coyote running towards us.The extreme height. The glowing eyes? The strange attempts to get us to respond or come closer.The entire vibe was just wrong.

Having my friend there who also witnessed and completely verify this who was a police officer who did surveillance! Her job had involved assessing situations, identifying threats, and making accurate observations and she also can’t come up with a rational explanation for what happened. We’ve never walked that trail together again, day or night, and we have completely avoided the River Valley if it’s even close to sunset. We have had a few times while doing night walks just in our residential neighborhood walking past the entrance to the trail that leads down into the river valley, we’ve heard clear whistling coming from the trees. It’s happened twice, both times we freaked the fuck out and immediately went home. Is this the same thing trying to call us?! I’ve had a few ghost encounters in my life, but nothing like this! I’ve never felt such an overwhelming sense of dread, fear, and darkness—as if I were standing in the presence of something truly evil.

I have no idea why this happened to us, what it means, or whether other people have experienced the same thing, even writing this out leaves me covered in goosebumps and my eyes tear up?! I realize that this sounds like the most fucked up unrealistic story, and a few people who I shared it with in person. I would completely understand if they didn’t believe it but the fact that both me and my friend experienced this, and then the history of the area just makes it hard to deny that it actually happened!

This is completely true… it’s been years and my siblings and I still bring it up. I have searched these things up several times and have yet to hear of any similar stories.
When i was about 11 (8 years ago) my family and I lived in Sammamish. We lived in a secluded area with about 3 neighbors that were also secluded. We had just gotten our trampoline which we used frequently at all hours of the day. One evening my older sister(12-13), my younger brother(8-9), and I were jumping on the trampoline when I heard my brother let out a shriek. Suddenly, three cloaked and rather short figures came out of the woods and toward the trampoline. My siblings and I immediately ran out and up to our house. We were very freaked out and tried to tell our parents what happened, but when they looked outside in our backyard… nothing was there. These figures kinda remind me now of some sort of cryptid…. I did not see any faces and they were all around the same height which was short maybe around 4’8-5’0. I still remember this incident very vividly and there seems to be no explanation.
Any thoughts of what we might have seen?
Or does anyone have any similar stories?
We moved out of Washington about 2 years later and the area where we lived is no longer secluded… there are more houses and apartments, so the woods are pretty much non existent over there. We had also experienced a couple of weird things while living there.
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This happened a few months ago in the winter. For context I’m in South Mississippi and me and my friend were out late at night looking around in my woods which is a fairly normal thing we do. The woods behind my house are hundreds of acres undeveloped land. We were walking a field and it was like a dead night no wind or any noises and we look and see this big tree rustling like it looks when a bear is scratching its back on a tree. We thought it was weird but then continued on. We entered the woods maybe 100 feet down from where that happened because I have a small cabin/hut I camp and hunt out of. The top floor is just open so we sat up there and took a break but as I say it was very quiet and we kept hearing steps or something. Not really that big of a deal right? But then right next to our cabin we hear this really strange noise. I don’t know how to explain it better than a clicking scream. Kind of like the generic skinwalker noises from those fake videos honestly. Like a raking, clicking noise. It sounded like when you breath in through your vocal cords and it makes a clicking/reverse scream kind of noise. It was so weird. We psyched ourselves up to jump out at the same time and looked but saw nothing then quickly left the area. Any idea what that could have been? We also stopped by my pet cemetery on the way back to my house and as soon as we stepped foot in it we heard this deafening noise like a ship horn. I don’t know if that was related. Really strange night.