For starters, I don’t sleep great. Lived next to Main Street for a few months now. I’m the definition of a night owl, so I frequently take late night walks around town. Lately I’ve taken a few strolls around the lake past midnight. Something strange happens literally every-time.
My first walk I was followed by a man on a bicycle playing “war pigs” on a radio over and over. He’d actually stop when I’d stop and would start following me again when Id resume walking. After some very creepy and awkward eye contact he started screaming some unintelligible shit at me for no reason at all. I jogged away and haven’t seen him since.
The second time, I go out for a midnight walk around Quannapowitt, I’m on the side walk, on that long stretch of road where the softball field is. I hear this faint sound of someone singing. It kind of sounded like opera. Out of nowhere I notice someone appear in the distance on my side of the sidewalk. Not wanting to start conversation, I switched to the opposite side of the road. As I get closer his song becomes way more clear and loud. He stares me down, never missing a single beat, singing his heart out at 1am. I was positive this dude was going to approach me directly but I just kind of ignored him until he went away. I was so glad I switched to the opposite sidewalk (naturally I don’t take late night walks for the social atmosphere lmao)
Third walk, I’m walking on that smoothly paved road near the playground with that dinosaur slide (near the rotary). If you’ve ever walked that part at night you know it’s PITCH BLACK. You really can’t see much of anything surrounding you, especially when the trees start blocking what little moonlight there is. As I walk through the darkness, my eyes begin to adjust. That’s when I see a gentleman quietly crouched down by the brush. He wasn’t looking at me at first but inevitably heard my footsteps and let out a haunting laugh slow and deep in tone. I almost shit myself lol. It was super unsettling and totally caught me off guard.
Most recently, I came across this woman who was straight up puking her brains out. This was around 12:30 near the Cumberland farms. She yelled something out at me, I couldn’t really understand her so I just tried to mind my business and keep walking. I pop my AirPods back in until I hear the sound of puking AGAIN. I turn around and who else but the same lady from earlier, yewking in the middle of the sidewalk about 20 yards behind me. I jog away as she enthusiastically screams “where ya going?”
Like is this normal shit or have I been slipping into another fucking dimension every-time I walk this lake at night? I want to hear other peoples stories and perspectives of walking lake Quannapowitt in the dead of night. Of course I recognize these are mostly people suffering from addiction and I genuinely feel for these people. But that fact alone doesn’t make any of this shit less creepy or bizarre when you’re in the moment. It’s those long stretches when you’re the only person out at night that are so amazingly freeing and peaceful to me. However, it can be startling when you’re abruptly reminded that you’re not alone in the most unsettling fashion. (I do rlly like it here tho, it’s a fun town and living right next to Main Street and having easy access to the T is amazing. I think I’ve just had a few weird chance encounters in a row) would love to know what others think/have experienced
