Saturday, September 25, 2021

Frightening Humanoid Observed at Night by Wild Boar Hunter

A wild boar hunter was out at night testing sighting his new scope, when he spots a human-like figure in the darkness. He soon realizes this was not a man, but something much different.

I came across an interesting account:

"I enjoy hunting wild boar, though I have been deer hunting and have been known to get a turkey for Thanksgiving. For those of you that don't know, boar are a big problem in the United States. A sow can have two litters a year and it's not uncommon for a litter to consist of 10 or more pigs. Given that pigs eat anything and everything it's not hard to see why the game commissions makes it legal to hunt them with almost no restrictions. In my state, it's illegal to hunt most large mammals with night or thermal vision scopes, with the exception of boar and coyote. I'd been saving for a year, mostly fun money. It's hard to explain to your wife that a scope that costs literally twice as much as the rifle I was mounting it on was worth it.

But I did it, I took it to a range and sighted it in. There was an area that was peppered with boar activity that I knew would be perfect for a night hunt. It was easily accessible with my truck with easy to find spots that I could set up in that overlooked a large easy to navigate clearing. The night started uneventful, mostly me tinkering with my new toy, cycling through the settings. I was a little impatient, I'd spotted multiple deer but they were out of season and like I mentioned earlier, my current set up wasn't legal for deer. I moved to another spot I'd seen days earlier that probably wasn't much better than my first but it gave me something to do and a new angle to look around with my new scope.

After an hour or so of glassing the area it dawned on me. This spot doesn't have much animal activity at all, no rabbit or owls, the deer that I'd seen were hundreds of yards from where I was. Why was this pocket of land so dead at night but lively in the day? I'd set up around 10PM and it was about 2AM when I started to think about packing up, maybe setting up a target before I left. I heard a crunch come from the direction I came from before. I panned my scope over and saw the silhouette of a small bear. It's important to note that my scope isn't exactly "night vision." It's a thermal scope, kind of like a black and white version of what you see in the Predator movies.

I adjusted my range and zoomed in a little. I remember jolting a little when I saw that it wasn't really a bear, it was a man. Because he was so low and hunched over I thought I was looking at a young bear. Is that a game warden? It couldn't be. I would've seen the headlights coming up the road from where I was perched. And where could he have walked from? I was 30 miles away from anything and on public lands. I was about to call out when I noticed, he was naked. No shoes, pants or anything. I remember being disturbed by his movements, like a squirrel or something. Twitchy and grabbing at the foliage, sniffing around and palming the tree.

Was that my tree? The one I'd been leaning against earlier? The thought terrified me, could he smell me? Than he did something I still have nightmares about today. He squatted and placed his hands in the dirt between his feet and stared straight up like a dog mid howl. And I heard it, a voice coming from that direction, a female voice. "Help! I'm lost!" There was a long pause but neither of us moved a muscle. The center of my sights was trained at the dirt in front of his feet, I couldn't bring myself to aim directly at another person. Were they lost? Was this some guy that had gone crazy out here? Why was his voice so feminine? "Help! Please! I can't walk!" The voice called out. That's when I called bullshit. Not only could he walk, when I first saw him he was traversing the land with ease for a naked person, so good I mistook him for a bear.

That's a fucking trap. This guy is trying to lure me to him with a damsel in destress routine. Luckily the lack of activity before had caused me to pack up most of my gear. I think I may have left behind a hat and a sitting pad but I didn't give a shit in that moment. I took my eyes off him for a moment to get my pack on. I buckled my chest strap and scrambled for my rifle. To my horror, he was in the same position but his face was staring in my direction and I swear I saw a smile. How the hell had he heard me get up and put my gear on? He must've easily been 150 yards away. "Fuck off!" I screamed in that direction. He stood up right and it hit me how tall and skinny he was. Easily six feet and very lean. He took a couple of long strides in my direction and I instinctively sent a round sailing above his head into the tree line. He was freaky as hell, but he hadn't really threatened me, what would I tell the cops ?

He stopped dead in his tracks and hunched down on all fours. "The next one will fuck you up! Go away!" he stayed on all fours and this time I had my sights on the center of him. His eyes were just above the grass like a large cat or something. I was trying to stop my trembling and knew that my voice had cracked a little on that last warning. I was terrified. That standoff probably only lasted a minute or two, maybe less, but it felt like forever. In an instant he bolted left towards the tree line opposite the road. So much for not being able to walk. I couldn't keep him in my scope he was moving so fast. He disappeared into the brush and I sent another round sailing high in his direction. I racked another round and tried to pocket that mag and swap for a fresh one, but I dropped it and didn't bother looking for it. I wasn't far from my truck and I wanted to get out of there.

I could hear him in the distance, yelling in this weird sound that could have been a laugh or a cry. I scrambled up the trail and arrived at my truck breathless. I tossed my gear into the cab but kept the rifle in the passenger seat and sped off. For the longest time I told that story from the perspective of having spotted some deranged crackhead living off the land like some kind of caveman. I reported it to fish and game but all they did was scold me for hunting at night alone, never received an update. It wasn't until I told this story at a camping trip that my nephew told me about wendigos, rakes, and skinwalkers. My story scared the piss out of him because the spot we were camping was technically the same forest I'd seen the bastard. Just 50 miles east of it.

He was so spooked his mom (my cousin) had to take him home. She was really pissed. I've gone down the rabbit hole. I'm not saying what I saw definitely was a wendigo or a skinwalker. I'm saying that if such a thing exists, I may have dodged quite the bullet that night. Or maybe it was just a tweaker. Either way, thought I'd share." PC

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Dover Demon-Like Entity Encountered Near Tampa, Florida

Two brothers near Tampa, Florida encounter, at different times, a pale humanoid that they say was similar in appearance to the infamous 'Dover Demon.' What do you think?

The following account was recently forwarded to me:

“We have seen something like the Dover Demon down in Florida. On the west coast in Tampa Bay. Totally different climate, you know, but back then we saw it and now we live far away. But my brother saw one and I saw one too, but they weren't the same. But they were near my house there and I think they lived in the sewers.

I came home in my car and the way the road was I caught it also in the headlights. It was under the window of the room I was staying in at the time. My headlights hit it and it looked like a little kind of baby - like pink white skin and its arms were up like a little T-Rex, like pulled in, and it was looking away from the headlights. I had to kind of drive up and around, and the way my driveway went, I had to like drive around and up closer to get to the room. It was under the window! Just like all crouched down and kind of white pink colored.

My first reaction was fear. It scared me. I was scared by it. It never hurt me but I think I caught it off guard because the way it was crouched. It was guarded with its arms up. (Just a note: to this day I know what it looked like. It didn’t have small arms but its arms were just pulled in). 

About 2 years later, my little brother, who lived there at this same place, walked out to smoke a cigarette. He said that this little thing that was all hairless and bald was eating the cat food they put out for the cat under the tree and it looked right at him and had these eyes, he said that were just all yellow. And he also said it ran right up a tree, all weird like, and he said he turned around and went right back inside and he said it scared him too. Well, I think the Dover Demon like-thing is real and they have different types, I think and it may be harmless and they do scare people because the way they look.

The one I saw under the window was like a baby kind of but not. It just looked that way, small and little and off white. It had kind of fat legs and it was semi-seated and its arms were pulled up and its head was turned away. It was so weird. I got into that house very quickly that night. I do remember I hung up darker curtains that I pulled out of my closet. I was so wigged out.

My little brother said the one he saw was more slender, just like the Dover Demon one, and it was weird, he said, and quick and it definitely was eating cat food from a paper plate. He said it was a foot tall and hairless and had yellow eyes and it was way fast. And it went right up the tree. He told me he got freaked and went back in. He said he came out to smoke and he got within ten feet of this thing before he saw it and it saw him and it was bipedal, two legs two arms and he said it ran on two legs.” PR

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Friday, September 24, 2021

Strange Raggedy Man Encountered in the Olympic National Forest Wilderness

A hiker / camper was in the Olympic National Forest, deep into a hike when he encountered what seemed to be a unusual man crouching in the dark tree line. Was it a feral human?

I recently came across this older account:

"I was hiking in the Olympic National Forest a few years ago, by myself and my two dogs. We were 4 days in, around 20 miles at least as a crow flies from even a known mountain road. I was camping at around 7k feet that night, or right where the tree line started thinning out. So, when we got to the campsite in a big open meadow on top of a secondary mountain, it was about an hour from sunset. My big dog usually runs around within proximity of the camp as I put the tent up/make dinner etc. But, I notice this time was a little different. He kept staring up this steep tree filled mountain side, tail straight up, and barking. Not the bark when he sees marmots. Not the excited barks, But unsure, concerned barks.

Now, the day before I had found a note left under a rock at the last landmark, saying that there was a problem bear in the area that was harassing a party of campers a few days ago. And I myself had seen big cat tracks the day before. So I was rightfully concerned that this may be more than just ground squirrels.

I decided to go climb some of the boulders at the foot of the hill while I took my time looking up the hillside for movement. I went to go hang my bear bag up there. They were the only trees around to hang the bag. I didn’t see/hear anything, but my dog kept quietly whining like there was something up there.

So while still concerned, I start hiking up this steep hill, to hang the bag. It was so steep I had to use the trees to balance and lean against so I didn’t go tumbling down, before making another 5-6 step push to the next tree I could lean against.

Anyway, I’m slowing making it up this hill/ridge, hopping from tree to tree to keep my balance. Then I get about 100 feet up the hill, and I hear a whole lot of big movement about 50 feet in front of me. My dog immediately goes from a deep low growl, to a savage, slobber flying everywhere type barking now. My heart starts pounding out of my chest, and I start to panic. A million thoughts go racing through my head in the matter of seconds. Because if this is a bear, my dog is going to try to save me, in which he will most likely die. And I’m stuck here. If I have to get off that hillside fast, I almost 100 percent am going to trip and fall off the 12-15 foot cliff, onto the boulders below (like 100’s of 5-20 foot boulders). So I’m feeling pretty screwed about now. Then I hear my other little dog start barking and freaking out down at my campsite, which was just out of sight. I had zipped her in my tent, so she didn’t wander off while I was away. So yeah, I’m absolutely panicking at this point.

A few seconds after I kind of snap back to it, I take another few seconds to start to put my survival priorities in order, and call my dog back to me (Loki). He comes and sits against my feet, as my back is against a tree, so I’m kind of pinned/stuck there for the moment. But my dog was seemingly trying to separate me from something up there so I let him lean against me while I try to collect myself.

This is when I realized I had completely forgot that I was wearing my headlamp. I reach up so fast up to turn my lamp on, i basically punch myself in the face. I’m having some serious adrenaline dumps going right now, so much so that my knees are starting to shake.

I get my lamp on, and peer up the hillside. I figure I’ll at least get a reflection off the eyes of whatever is up there. Peering… peering… nothing. But I had JUST heard something, we both did. And whatever it was, it didn’t get away, or sound like it had made it too far. I knew something was there. So I’m kind of just steadfast at this point. I need to know what is up there, because I have to sleep here tonight… and you know, I’m out in the middle of nowhere alone. Better to face it, than wait like a sitting duck all night is my thought process.

So yeah, as I’m looking up this hill, and at one point my dog lunges forward, unpinning me. He does a fake/bluff charge up the hill about 15 feet, and I mean he’s snarling and foaming at the mouth at this point. As he does this I finally see movement. Something moving up and breaking the line of the horizon/sunset. My dogs bluff made whatever it was blow it’s cover. So I’m zeroed in. I call my dog back and silently watch, and what I make out made out made my heart completely drop. There was a man crouched about 75 feet directly in front of me. Wearing…not camo clothes…but some raggedy shit with a hood, that blended into the environment perfectly. Actually, almost like a makeshift guile suit, but with his face exposed. I couldn’t see his eyes, and his face was covered in dirt or something, but I knew we were staring right at each other at that moment. So, I stare… for what seems like minutes. No words. I felt like I was trying to subconsciously convey that I was going to stand my ground. I wanted him to know I saw him, but I guess I was just too shaken to speak.

As I’m staring, My little dog back at the campsite started to bark her head off again, like she was scared. And I also had to get off that hill before total dark, or I could be seriously hurt/risk dying trying to get back down. So carefully, I start heading down the hill with my dog, who doesn’t want to leave, but listens. Periodically I would stop with my back against a tree holding me up, and look in that direction again, just to make it even more clear I saw him. And eventually I make it down to the boulders at the bottom.

By the time I finally jumped down and hit the boulders, my little dog had stopped barking. I could only see the top of my tent from the bottom of the boulders. I thought she was barking just to bark (Dachshunds do that), or just barking back at my dog. But when I get there, my little dog had somehow got out of the tent, and was walking around the camp growling, with her tail sticking straight out. Still trying to hold it together, I thought ok… maybe she just got her nose between the zippers and worked her way out. But I was positive I had zipped it so the zipper tap/openings was at the very top of the tent door. Out of reach.

So, in a mixture of being terrified, pissed off, and the feeling of needing to do something, I reached into my day bag and pulled out my .40 magnum. I fire a single shot into the air as the sun was setting, climb into my tent without eating and lay with my gun next to me until first light. As soon as the sun came up I was packing up my shit and leaving, heading back down the mountain. It sucks. It was all downhill back, but I still couldn’t cover the ground to get back to my car in one day. It was dark by the time I made it to the last camp, about 4 miles from my vehicle. But thankfully there were other people there. We sat around a fire they made, and I felt pretty relieved and safe. They start to tell me they are planning to head that way where I was the night before in the morning. So I tell them my story in detail. Needless to say we were both walking back to our cars in the morning. Screw all that.

The thing that still creeps me out until this day though, is when I got home and started reading reviews of the same hike I was on. Other people had had similar experiences like mine as well. Even a man was found dead from a fall around the same boulder range 2 years ago (2008) and a woman found murdered last year(2010)." AA

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Unexplained 'Screams' Encircle Two Hunters in the Dark Ozarks Dawn

An archery hunter, along with his brother, were in the Ozarks in Newton County, Arkansas waiting in their stands for the sun to rise. Then suddenly, unexplained continuous 'screams' emanate all around them.

I recently received the following account:

"I have been an archery hunter for 20+ years. We usually go into the woods a couple of hours before sunrise and put up our portable tree stands and wait for first light. We had scouted a new site in Newton County, Arkansas and marked stand trees with reflective markers since we usually hunted the morning hunt. I remember finding the half buried foundation of an old house, made from blue stone and mortar. I guessed it to be early to mid 1800's. There were signs of a barn and an old apple tree was still putting out wormy fruit. You could tell this had been a small farm.

We gave ourselves extra time to get to our spot, but we got there earlier than we thought, about 03:00 hrs. I put up my stand and sat in the mid-October coolness of the night, listening to the night sounds of the woods. I know the death scream of rabbits, I know the lonely calls of feral dogs and coyotes. I have heard most everything in the woods at night that swims, flies or moves on four legs.

As I sat there, I remember getting this slow unease creeping upon me. The sweat ran cold down my spine and I began to look around, trying to identify what was making me tense. My mind began to put form and shapes to every tree and clump of bushes, my heart rose into my throat. There were no animal sounds, the night was so still, and then the half moon came from behind the clouds. The sound started immediately.

Behind my stand about twenty yards out, it sounded like screams, but not ripped from anything human. It slowly moved through the woods, but not crashing, breaking sticks or rustling the leaves. The screams slowly moved around me coming from ground level, but nothing was visible, always just out of sight or invisible. I was terrified to the point I could not move. I wanted to get down out of that stand and run away, anywhere but there. It was driving me mad. I had to get away!

I wanted to jump the twenty feet to he ground and risk a broken leg just to get as far from it as I could. The scream continued, it seemed forever, slowly half circumventing the small clearing I had my stand in. Rising and falling, sometimes choking off, then resuming a second later. It moved slowly down the hill towards my brother's stand, not abating or ceasing. There were no sounds other than the screaming. No sounds of struggle. Just the unbelievably loud screams of terror and torment. I heard it go down into the hollow where my brother was, then up the far side of the gully and up the mountain, then fade away to nothing.

When the sounds ended, I realized that two hours had passed, and it was coming up to shooting hours. I could move again, but I was shaking. I opened my water bottle and drank some water nearly choking on it. I waited, trying to calm down. Finally I was calm enough to get down out of the stand tree. I waited with my gear, ready to bolt. My brother came up from the bottom just as I was finishing. The sun was just poking over the horizon, it was still prime hunting hours but he had heard it too.

"What the hell was that?" he asked me. "I don't know and I am not hanging around to find out." I hefted the stand to my shoulder and started up the deer path that ran behind my stand tree. I told my brother "It started just over there". That's when we noticed the 3 head stones from the farmers family plot. We never hunted there again." BA

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