"We were going about 75 mph when something darted out in front of us. I quickly caught a glimpse of what looked like a large humanoid beast with fur and a wet hairy face."
I received the following account:
"I used to be stationed in Ft. Irwin, California. It’s a long story, but there is a 30-mile road that leads from Barstow (the closest town) into the base which is in a large empty desert. There are dozens of crosses along the road leading into the base from soldiers and families of soldiers who have had accidents on this road throughout the years.
Here is a small section of Ft Irwin Rd for reference (now imagine driving this at night)
And here are a few crosses (there are dozens upon dozens all down the road):
Anyways, a buddy of mine who was my platoonmate and I were driving back from the mall in Victorville one night. As we entered the starting stretch of Ft. Irwin Road I noticed some fresh bloody tire marks leading off the side of the road directly into a cross, which was dated 8/11/2006.
Really creeped me out and I thought I was seeing things. About 20 minutes into our long drive down this isolated 2 lane highway leading into the vast empty desert, I look over to my buddy who was driving and lip-synching to some song...
And then as we were going about 75 mph, something darted out in front of us. I quickly caught a glimpse of what looked like a large humanoid beast with fur and a wet hairy face. It looked directly at us even though we were going 75 mph and it was running right across his car. The thing was tall, at least 7 feet, walking on two legs. But the eyes. The eyes were like, I don't know how to explain it, but for that split second when it turned to look at us, as it turned its body and I looked into its eyes it was like time slowed down and its eyes were white voids.
Not a reflection, more like dead light (Stephen King reference). And it wasn't a look of fear, but it was a look of “I see you.’ Hello.” It was the most skin-crawling thing I have ever experienced. Whatever that was it was not human, not animal. It was sentient, but not like we are. I won’t say it had powers but whatever it did to us when we looked at it. I don't know.
I turned to my friend who yelled out “Holy sh*t!” Then the thing ran off to the other side of the highway. My buddy thought that we almost hit someone, so we stopped and got out to check, but whatever it was ran off into the empty desert night. And then he began to repeat, “Large... hairy... bird? No... not bird. Bear! Bear. No.. what? What was that?”
It took us about another 20 minutes to get to base and we just sat there, music off, not talking to each other. He was quiet, which he was never quiet, not him. I tried to think of what to say, but we were to chilled to really talk.
We got back to base and told our squad members about what had happened, but no one believed us. That is until a few weeks passed by and I started hearing quiet murmurs from people who didnt want to speak openly, but they said that they too saw similar sightings.
Years later, after I got out of the service, I did some research online and learned about native folklore passed down by indigenous Native Americans who claimed that Sasquatch was believed to live out in the barren salt flats. Google pulled up a lot of interesting information.
Whatever it was, my friend turned white as a ghost that night and we never spoke of it to each other again." L
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