"At the edge of the pavement, near the tail lights, was a man. He was hunched over on all fours, with his feet and hands on the ground. He was covered with a buckskin."
I received the following account:
"I live in Oklahoma, but I'm from Gallup, New Mexico. My son Anthony and daughter Alicia had just moved here in from Gallup. They found a house to rent in the same town I live in. So Anthony and I drove back to Gallup to get their stuff out of storage. It was the beginning of March and was very windy. We pulled a horse trailer behind the pickup. It was empty on the way there. We could only drive 45 to 55 mph without the trailer starting to swing all over the road. So a trip that normally took 11 hours took 17 hours.
We were traveling on I-40 west of Albuquerque, New Mexico. There are several different Indian Reservations there. It was late at night and Anthony was driving. He needed to go to the bathroom. So he exited at the bottom of Nine Mile Hill, just west of Albuquerque. He drove behind the gas station because it was closed and there were a few semis parked in front. I told him not to stop there because I saw someone by the trash dumpster. He pulled up a little further and we looked back. There was no one there. I figured that I was tired and was just seeing things.
He started to get out and I told him to hurry, that something didn't feel right. He agreed with me. After he got back in the truck, he said it felt like someone was standing behind him while he was relieving himself. He was afraid to look back, so he ran fast and jumped in the truck. My son started driving west again on I-40. Maybe 10 more miles down the road, he started slowing down in the middle of the road. There was a vehicle quite a distance in front of us. We could see the brake lights, and the car looked as if it were turned sideways in the middle of the road. I looked at my son and asked him what he was doing. He said, "Do you see that car?" I looked again and it was driving perfectly down the road like it had never stopped. I told my son to pull over to the side of the road. I asked him if he was tired and he replied, yes. So we both got out of the truck to switch places.
I walked around the front of the truck while Anthony walked around the back and stepped over the tongue of the trailer. Just as I was getting in on the driver's side, a car passed by. I glanced at it as it drove past. At the edge of the pavement, near the tail lights, was a man. He was hunched over on all fours, with his feet and hands on the ground. He was covered with a buckskin. It almost looked as if he had jumped off the back of that car just as it passed us. In the next instant, he was gone. I thought I must be seeing things. It was late, and I was really tired.
My son got in on the other side, and I started driving down the road without mentioning what I had seen. I glanced in my rearview mirror to check if the trailer was steady; I didn't want it to get out of control. When I looked back, I noticed something flapping in the wind off the trailer. It looked like the bottom of a jacket, or possibly the buckskin I had seen draped over the man in the road. I then asked Anthony if he had seen the man behind that car. He said yes and described what he saw. It matched exactly what I had seen. Then he asked if I had noticed a man leaning against the back of the trailer. I said no, I hadn't checked the mirror on that side. Anthony told me that when he was getting in on the passenger side, he glanced at the back of the trailer and saw a man leaning against it. He said the man's face was hidden, but he could see a blue glow around it, the same color you see lighting up on a cell phone. I then told Anthony that there was something on the back of the trailer, or maybe even on the tongue of the trailer.
Eventually, Anthony fell asleep. I kept focusing on the rearview mirror instead of the road. In the mirror, I could see a shadow of three stick-like fingers. At one point, I almost missed a curve in the road. It was fortunate that I was driving slowly, as there was a significant drop-off of about 100 yards at that curve.
We made it to Gallup around 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. I woke up my son to unlock the gate at his dad's house. When I opened the door, the cab light came on, flickering as if someone was moving their hand back and forth underneath it. Anthony saw it too. I lifted the seat to get our stuff out of the back and noticed that the seat was down in the extended part of the cab. When we left on our trip, the seat was up and could not be put down unless someone released a lever from both sides of the pickup. I shouted at Anthony to come back to the truck to witness the seat. I felt like I was going crazy. We went into the house and went to bed.
The next day, we loaded the trailer and drove back to Oklahoma. When it got dark, I looked in my rearview mirror and could see the side of the trailer perfectly from the brake light of the truck. The night before, I couldn't see a brake light reflection at all. So whatever was riding with us was on the back of the bumper, covering up the taillight. Anthony's theory was that a skinwalker saw us pulled over on the side of the road and knew we were tired, intending to make us wreck. He thinks the flickering light inside the pickup and the seat in the back being down were signs from his grandmother, who had recently passed away. Anthony was very close to her, and he felt she was protecting us from the skinwalker." K
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