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March 31, 2024

Mysterious MACABRE, CREEPY DOLLS Discovered in Alabama Swamp

Creepy dolls have been a standard in ghost stories, though most of these tales are embellished. In November 2014, a group of antique dolls, mounted on bamboo stakes, was found in an Alabama swamp. The reasons for this display continue to be a mystery.

The Autauga County, Alabama Sheriff's Office recovered 21 dolls from a local swamp in November 2014. There has been no motive offered by officials since the initial recovery.

The dolls were atop bamboo stakes and had been placed in Bear Creek Swamp, close to County Road 3, the dirt road that travels through the wetland. The swamp is located between Prattville and Autaugaville. The majority of the dolls are porcelain and have the appearance of antiques. Many had their faces and hair covered in what looked like white spray paint.

"I noticed the dolls several weeks ago while driving through the swamp working on a stolen vehicle report," said Chief Deputy Joe Sedinger at the time. "I just thought they were a Halloween prank, and really didn't give it much thought after that."

That was until Monday night when social media blew up about the dolls, and the office got wind of the concerns. So on Tuesday morning deputies got in a canoe, paddled around for about 30 minutes, and recovered the dolls.

"I admit it looked kind of creepy," Sedinger said with a laugh, as the dolls were being inventoried back at the courthouse. "You could see them from the road. We figured it was best to get them up."

The land where the dolls were placed is owned by a timber company.

"We tried to contact them," Sedinger said. "No one got back to us so we just decided to get the dolls. If the owner comes forward, we'll give them the dolls back."

Bear Creek Swamp is a massive bog with a local reputation. As a rite of passage, generations of teenagers have entered the area at night looking for creatures and haunts said to roam the mist-covered realm. And it's not unusual to hear reports of loud booms coming from its depths.

Bear Creek Swamp has long been a hot spot for those hoping for a late-night scare. There are rumors of disembodied voices, glowing orb-like apparitions, and even strange creatures hiding among the dense trees. The artesian spring located near the swamp is said to be magical and is frequented by many who hope to gain from the powers of the water of the well.

Bear Creek Swamp was featured on an episode of the Syfy channel show "Deep South Paranormal" in 2013 because the swamp is reported to be haunted by the ghost of a mother looking for her lost child, among other spirits. The team from “Deep South Paranormal” wrote: “Among the legends of Bear Creek Swamp that keep many from driving through the area after dark are rumors of phantom cars that speed by only to fade into darkness, a 4-foot apparition that appears in front of vehicles and floating orbs of light. In addition, many claim the swamp, which was originally occupied by the Creek Indian Tribe, is haunted by the ghosts of the Creek Indians, early settlers, and fallen soldiers. A more disturbing rumor, however, tells of the ghost of a mother looking for her lost child that attacks anyone brave enough to utter the phrase ‘We have your baby’ three times.”

The Tawasa Indian Tribe, also known as the Alibamu Indian Tribe, who lived in Autauga County, are among the oldest native people in Alabama, settling in the area since archaic times. Legends from the native people here speak of the strange creatures that lived in the swamp and of the spirits that haunt it. Over the years, more unusual sightings from the location have compiled a proverbial paranormal smorgasbord. Strange lights that are said to be the spirits of elementals in the forest are the most common reports. A stranger story comes from interviews conducted with local hunters, who claim to have seen a cryptid beast and heard the "wood knocking" of the creature they believe to be Bigfoot. The creature has been seen on more than one occasion and is described as 8-10 feet tall and has dense brown and black-toned hair covering its entire body. The most obvious feature of the beast is its horrible smell, reportedly similar to that of rotten eggs.

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NOTE: Bear Creek is known for Bigfoot and other cryptid sightings.Lon

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Published on March 31, 2024 12:45

Reexamination: NOVA SCOTIA SASQUATCH HABITUATION (PHOTOS)

In 2011, I learned about a Sasquatch habituation location in Nova Scotia. Much of what I am posting is from the original investigation. I will be referring to the witness as ‘GM’.

It is a fairly remote area with sufficient game, vegetation, and private space for a small population of Sasquatch to thrive. It was important to the witness and me that the specific area not be revealed. We want these beings to continue flourishing if, in fact, they are terrestrial. I have preached the 'interdimensional' theory and I still believe that many of these beings may have some supernatural aspects to them. But I also believe that there is solid proof that there are terrestrial groups of these hominids living among us.

The witness was unable to capture identifiable images because of the lack of available light and distance; but he had offered effective foot track, scat images, and sketch evidence as well as other non-conclusive photo evidence. Hair samples were submitted to a laboratory in Calgary for identification. Other physical evidence was discovered and tested. The evidence and results were been forwarded to other Bigfoot researchers for their opinions.

I have every reason to believe GM’s account. He had meticulously chronicled each incident since his first encounter:

In the middle of May of 2008, my grandson (who was 5 yrs. old at this date) and I took my two dogs (both Rottweilers) for a walk in the wooded area next to my house. This place is approximately 100 acres that has not been clear-cut, but has had areas logged off about 10 yrs.ago and is growing up in thick bush. We were walking on an old tractor road which intersects another road. At this junction my grandson finds a pile of excrement that was huge. The pieces were 3'' dia. x 12'' long cross piled on top of each other (3 pieces). It looked like someone squeezed a large tube of toothpaste. My dogs wanted nothing to do with it and avoided it at all cost.

We walked downhill about one hundred feet when suddenly the dogs stopped my grandson in his tracks and would not let him go any further. They began whining and acting out of character. He ask me why they were acting this way, looking up hill toward me. When I looked up to answer him, I saw downhill from us, at about 50 yards, something standing partly hidden behind a large spruce tree. It was a large shape with a cone-shaped head, a shoulder, large chest, an arm and a leg, rocking from heel to heel (in that motion) peeking up the hill from behind the long boughs. At this point I kept my grandson’s attention toward me and said maybe we should listen to the dogs and go for a walk another day. When I looked up again, whatever was there before was gone. I had never seen anything like this before and was kind of shocked and curious at the same time. We went home and I got a camera and went back to the location (by myself) to get a picture of the scat pile – but it was gone (completely removed) in an matter of 20-25 mins. Since this occurred in the woods beside my house I started to do some research. I typed up a quick description on Google and up popped ‘Bigfoot / Sasquatch’. I had heard little of this (only in the 1970s briefly) before that day.

The following account is what has happened since then. I have a small farm with cows, pigs, turkeys, chickens, and two dogs, which may have something to do with things happening on a regular basis.

1st week – April 2009: I had a sighting of, what I'm sure of now, a female Sasquatch walk across the bottom of a small pasture behind my house. It was combing and eating rose hips from the bushes with its hands as it walked. It seemed to be looking for my pigs, but they weren't outside yet since it was too early. I normally house pigs for the summer in this area of my property that is wooded. I watched this thing walk very slowly across the property looking at a stand of small evergreens the pigs would hide in most of the day.

I was sitting at the open window while this creature walk along as it continued eating rose hips. It stopped about 30 ft from this thicket and tried to peer into this area. When it didn’t notice any pigs (after a few seconds) it turned around, twisting at the waist. It looked right at me with a kind of smirk on its face. I'm sure it looked me right in the eyes. There was a ‘feminine’ look to its face which was a lot more human looking than I thought it would be. I drew a sketch of what I saw as it departed into the woods behind my house. All I kept telling to myself was “that's what made that large pile of crap that I found.” I didn't go look for tracks or hair afterwards because I have a condition that causes my muscles to involuntarily shake for extended periods of time - similar to Parkinson's Disease but all over my body. At that time I didn't want to chance and have something happen to me.

April 9, 2009: I was peeling potatoes for dinner around 4:30 pm, while standing in front of a small window facing the field across the road. This field is approx. 1200 ft to the top. I saw movement and looked up. In the left corner a creature appeared - very similar to the one I saw the week before, only much larger. It had a very pronounced cone shaped head, huge shoulders, no neck, very thick brow ridge, large barrel chest and very thick muscular legs. I watched this thing walk and it looked like it was carrying something on its left hip. While walking I counted the number of steps it took for this to cross about 300ft distance - it was 30 steps. When it reached the other side of the field it turned left and used its right arm to push the branches and trees out of its way. It was then that I noticed that it was carrying a baby, sitting on the large ones hip with a leg wrapped around the small of its back, and the head looked around the large ones arm. This creature was huge - at least 9+ ft, 800-900 lbs. and approx. 4 ft. wide at the shoulders.

April 3, 2010: I went for a walk with my other grandson who was 3 yrs. old at the time. We were walking in the woods beside our house, down the old tractor road and the in the same area where the pile of excrement was found in May 2008. While walking down the hill my grandson slipped and fell hands first in cold water. When he cried out he was instantly mocked from a thicket approx 50' away. When he repeated himself he was mocked a second time in the same fashion. At this point he looked at me and said “who is making fun of me Papa?'' I told him I did not know, but I said maybe they thought he was silly for crying over a little bit of water - with that we turned around and went home.

April 26, 2010: I found the first footprint approx 1/4 mile south of my house, near a swampy area by a pond a few hundred yards south of the second sighting. The foot print was approx is 15'' long, 5''wide at the ball, and 4'' wide at the heel. The bottle in the photo is 10'' long and used for size comparison.

May 25, 2010: I found another footprint while walking the dogs, on another old tractor road, near the same area I had found the previous print. This track was approx 21'' long, 8'' wide at the ball and 5'' wide at the heel, I was carrying the same size bottle as before, shown in the photo for ref. The track appeared on the side of a short 3' bank. There was a short skid mark at the top of the track, but the toes are clearly visible, as is the rest of the track.

Aug 6, 2010: While sleeping and shortly after midnight, a very strong odour came in the window waking both my wife and myself from a sound sleep. The odour smelled like a mixture of skunk, rotten meat, and body odour. There were turkeys in a pen beside that side of the house. I did not see anything, but could hear a bipedal crunching noise, like feet shuffling thru forest litter.

Aug 10, 2010: At approx. 11pm, a bull in the pasture was mocked from just outside the pasture. Thinking it was another cow he went to investigate. He either smelled or saw that it was not another cow, and became very frightened running back to the barn as fast as possible to hide. When I investigated, the bull was pressed up against the barn wall shivering from fright. This was witnessed by my wife and me, as we were outside at the time.

Aug 22, 2010: Same odour as before woke me from a sleep. Both farm dogs were going crazy - this was around 12:30 am. The next morning seven ears of half eaten corn were scattered all over the lawn and appeared to have been thrown at the dogs the night before. These dogs are inside an electronic fence. The corn landed at the limited distance for the dogs to reach safety. The closest source of corn was interspersed with soy beans in the field across the road.

Sept 7, 2010: While walking on the wood road, small rocks were thrown at me. I could hear the rocks going through the leaves though I was not struck. At the end of the rock throwing a loud whoop sound was heard. Later on I found a small track in the woods beside my house, approx 100' from my yard. The track was approx 7.5'' long 4'' wide at the toes and 2'' wide at the heel.

Sept 8, 2010: The dogs were very vocal all night. In the morning several twisted trees were found about 50 yds from the house.

Oct 1, 2010: Strong odour drifted across the road from the south, witnessed by my wife and me. It was mid afternoon and the same odour as before.

Oct 6, 2010: Found a hair sample on a twisted tree.

Oct 13, 2010: I went to feed the pigs in the morning and found that one pig had scratch marks on its back. The two middle scratches had blood trickles down the side as if the two middle fingers of a hand contacted first. It appears as if a large hand shoved the pig out of the way. The other pig had no marks on it. Twice previously I had caught Sasquatch stealing pig food at night.

Nov 6, 2010: At approx. 7:30am I was feeding the pigs when I heard a loud snort, a blowing sound and stomping noise. I immediately walked toward the noise. I could find nothing whatsoever. It had left in a hurry but the same odour as before was noticed.

Nov 17, 2010: At 6:15am a loud vocal noise, from a low pitch to a high pitch sounding like “ouwoo-woo-woo” occurred twice and was very clear. It was not from any type of animal that I am aware of.

Dec 6, 2010: At approx 8:30 pm while opening a window I heard a snort noise from behind the shed, approx 30' from the house. I saw a silhouette of a large head and shoulders from behind the shed (which is 7' high). The figure turned around to re-enter the woods, banging its head on a bird feeder hook which is mounted on a tree 8.5' off the ground. This figure was back lit by the neighbour’s yard light filtering thru the trees.

Dec 16, 2010: At 9am I heard three wood knocks very clearly, from just inside the woods at the bottom of the pasture.

May 16, 2011: I heard 3 whoop sounds - very hollow and deep. This occurred 6 times on the east side of the pasture next to my neighbour’s house (house was empty).

May 21, 2011: I heard a very deep growl, much deeper than the dogs, on the west side behind the house where there is a lot of thick bush. I knew this was not the dogs from the sound.

July 8, 2011: I heard very distinct whoop sounds around 11pm, behind neighbours house (empty house).

July 29, 2011: At 4:13pm I heard wood knocks very clearly - 3 knocks twice. The other neighbours dog became very vocal all at once, and my bull, which was lying down, bolted to his feet.

Aug 5, 2011: At 8:45pm there were two mocking calls imitating the bull and 2 wood knocks at the edge of the woods near the bottom of the pasture. This is approx. 400' from the house. This was heard by my grandson and son-in-law.

Aug 25, 2011: I was walking past the window facing the pasture on my way to the kitchen. My bull and one cow were in this pasture and standing neck to neck grooming each other. All at once the bull stops what he is doing and turns around looking west toward some old apple trees. That’s when I noticed apples rolling out from under the fence toward the bull. The bull walked over and started picking up and eating the apples. That’s when I grabbed the camera, walked out the front door of the house and down the tree line on the west side of the house. I was trying to sneak up on who/whatever was throwing apples under the fence. As I was making my way, I heard something large take off ahead of me. It was too thick to see what it was. When I reached the spot where I thought it was, I noticed a pile of steaming fecal material. At approx. 10' to the right of the pile was a left handprint in the moss, where something had propelled itself using one hand on the ground, the thumb is very clear and at least two fingers. The moss in the finger portion was moving back toward the fingertips when I took the photo.

During the months of July, Aug and Sept 2011, there were at least 7 separate times that the turkeys were let out of their pen and the feed was eaten. The gate door was tied shut by both my wife and me on several occasions. On Sept 27, 2011 I had enough of the door being untied and the feed being eaten, so the turkeys were moved into the barn. In the spring of the same year I had bought 6 new laying hens to add to my flock. They did not get along with the other chickens as they were younger and smaller. They would roost with the turkeys at night in their pen. The morning after I had moved the turkeys into the barn I found one of these chickens laying right in front of the turkey pen door, with its head and neck bit off. There was no sign of blood, just a few pin feathers. It was almost like it was done out of spite. I know of no other animal that would do this and leave the best part of the chicken behind.

Sept 29-30, 2011: A strange clicking noise woke me both nights coming from the woods beside the house. Both dogs were growling and this continued most of the night. I had a ladder leaning up against that side of the house. All night long I kept waking up to the sound of small pebbles hitting the ladder. Each time I investigated nothing was there.

Nov 2, 2011: I was in the pasture that day, checking the fence, water bowl and salt lick. Everything was fine. When I went out the next morning to do chores, at once I noticed that the bottom stand of wire at the gate was bent around the top strand. The salt block was broken and half was missing.

Nov 23, 2011: When my wife was leaving for work at 8am, she heard what she thought was a calf in the wooded area just below the pasture. She alerted me that the calf was possibly out of the pasture. When I went outside I also heard the same noise. Upon investigating, all animals were where they should be. The calf was standing beside the barn approx 400' from where my wife heard the noise. The night this calf was born in Sept, I checked on the calf before going to bed and everything was fine. The next morning there was a large healthy dogwood tree snapped off and lying across the fence, holding it down - almost like it was laid on the fence. No damage was done. Was this done in order to see the new born calf? There was no wind that night strong enough to break the tree off. It was approx 8'' in diameter.

Dec 15, 2011: I heard a very loud crying noise from outside at approx. midnight. While trying to locate the source I noticed that the dog was in his dog house, not wanting to come out. I returned to the house and went inside. Just after I entered the outside motion light was activated. I turned to look at the window (the curtain was closed) and noticed a silhouette of a head and shoulders threw the curtains. The crying noise continued on the opposite side of the house behind a large lilac bush. When I went to investigate the second time I could not find anything. The noise sounded like an infant crying.

Jan 15, 2012: I went skating on a pond with my youngest grandson and my son. We skated for approx. 2 hours and everything was fine until we moved to the west end of the pond. We heard bipedal heavy footsteps running away. We looked around but could not find any tracks or evidence. There was not much snow on the ground, but everything was frozen.

I did not previously describe the color of these hominids, however I would like to do that now:

The day we found the large pile of excrement, the hominid I saw downhill peeking from behind the tree was rust red color all over. No other difference in color noted.

The hominid that walked across the bottom of the pasture was the same color as a deer on the front, black shiny skin on the face, grey on the lips, palm of hand, and bottom of foot - similar to what the pad on a dogs foot looks like. Large dark eyes - very friendly expression on the face - body color turned to grey brown with black steaks on the back from head to toe. This one was approx 7' plus tall, and 600 lbs in weight.

The hominid that was in the top of the field across the road was the same color as the previous hominid both front and back, except much taller with more pronounced cone head and broader shoulders. My guess would be approx 9' plus tall and approx. 800-900 lbs in weight. The baby that the large one was carrying on his hip was a rust red color.

My neighbour used to throw out all their bad produce in a pile behind their barn. This would attract various types of animals including the Sasquatch. One I saw in particular looked like a juvenile approx 7' tall. I could only see it running down the hedge row between the fields. I observed it from the elbows up to the top of his head. This one did not have cone-shaped head but more rounded with a heavy set shoulders, no neck, and the hair on the shoulders and back looked like it was in ringlets - approx 8-10'' long. These ringlets would bounce when it ran. It was chocolate brown in color. I saw this particular Sasquatch on at least two occasions. I have a photo of both the footprint and a cast.

Since Aug 2008 I developed a neurological disorder that causes me to shake and almost convulse, making walking very difficult at times. I still go out when I’m able to, and look for evidence.

Things have been quiet this Summer, just a few odd instances but nothing too concrete. Since I started to investigate these matters, the Sasquatch have sort of pulled back some but remain here.

NOTE: I conducted several group remote view sessions on the location over 2 years and found relevant proof that these hominids were still in the area. GM mentioned the possibility of another cryptid roaming the area (a very large and odd track was found that resembled a three-toed, splayed pattern from a possible avian creature). GM has since succumb to his illness. Your comments are welcomed. Lon

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Possible BIGFOOT, SHADOW BEING, & TIME LOOP Experienced in New York's Catskills

A Catskills resident describes several unexplained encounters that he has experienced over the years, including a possible Bigfoot, shadow being, and a time loop incident.

I received the following account:

"I would like to tell you about a couple of unusual things that I have encountered. First off I will tell you I grew up on a small farm and am an avid outdoorsman. My family are hunters and I am familiar with all the local wildlife. I have lived in the area called 'The Ridge' all my life. I'm 43. I am working on becoming a '35er' in the Catskills and have done 17 peaks so far. I call the woods my home.

My first story happened when I was in my mid-twenties. I would take my family camping on vacation in the Catskills in Livingston Manor. On this particular day, I was taking my son fishing to a pond I had found way in the woods. It was about a two-mile walk up an old logging road that was made at the turn of the century. There was a pond at the top of a series of waterfalls that had an old dam built to control water flow for the old railroad that long had been removed. There was a summer cottage on the pond that I and my son walked to and around to ask for permission to fish. No one was there and it looked like no one had been in a very long time. So I decided to fish from the dam at the edge of the property. We were there all afternoon and fishing was good.

It was getting pretty dark when we started hearing noises in the woods across the pond in the direction of the cottage. They sounded like footsteps, heavy ones. They would go and stop sometimes fast and sometimes like they were creeping along. I thought that maybe the cottage owner was coming to chase us out of there so I shouted "Hello, who's there?" But got no response. Then there was more noise from the other side now. There was more than one. Now I'm thinking bear? Coyotes? I yelled again and as I did a rock hit the ground 20 feet from me. Now I know bears don't throw rocks. Was someone messing with us? Just as I thought that another rock, a big rock, hit the water. Now I know when I'm not wanted and quickly gathered my things and my son. I yelled out "All right we're leaving" and got the heck out of there. I could hear the footsteps continuing around in our direction around the pond as we headed out. Whatever it was it stopped when we got 100 yards down the trail. What or who was in the woods back then I still don't know. We were miles from the nearest road and no one ever answered. Whatever it was didn't want us there.

My next story took place when I was hiking with my sister up Whittenburg Mountain on our way to Cornell Mountain. We had made it to the summit of both Whittenburg and Cornell in about 2.5 hours and were on our way back. We made good time up and the trail was clearly marked. I had GPS just in case and recorded my hikes as I went so I could look at average pace, elevation gain, etc. We had seen others on the trail too. Now I can't explain it but it took us a long time to get down. A really long time. We kept hiking and following the trail for hours but it just kept going. Both me and my sister couldn't understand it but what took us 2.5 hours up took 6.5 to get back. It was like we were stuck in a time loop. We checked the GPS and maps and followed trail marks but it seemed like we weren't getting anywhere. We would comment to each other how long it was taking and what was going on. The GPS kept saying a little farther. By the time we made it out, it had been 10 hours! Time warp? Are fae folk messing with us? Can't say. The GPS showed our average pace on the way back was the same as the ascent and the mileage didn't add up to the time. Just weird. I really think something was going on.

My last story happened when I was on my way home from work. I have about a 40-minute drive to work on route 44/55 which takes me over the Ridge and to the local town of Newburgh on the Hudson River. On my way home I was approaching the ridge where 1200-foot cliffs rise above the Hudson Valley. It was a swamp on both sides of the road. It was dark out and a clear nice night. Up ahead about 60 feet I saw a figure come out and cross the road. I was traveling about 55 miles an hour. It was a shadow person. My headlights could not light it up even though it was right in front of me. The figure was tall walking on 2 legs, if I had to guess taller than 6 feet. My headlights would illuminate the road everything around it even the sign past it. But not he figures. It absorbed the light and was just dark. You couldn't see through it but it was definitely there and turned toward me a little as it crossed from right to left. I slowed when I reached the spot where I saw it but there was nothing there. It was a swamp on both sides that was sparsely wooded. If something was there it would have nowhere to hide. I firmly believe I saw a shadow person cross in front of me. Something that walks on 2 legs and is the size of a big human. I have never seen anything there again." L

NOTE: The Newburgh, New York area is well-known for unexplained activity. I have received several reports from there over the years. Lon

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'THAT'S WHERE THEY PROBED ME!' Dramatic UFO Experience in East Texas

An East Texas man and his brother are fishing in a pond when they encounter a UFO. They get in the truck and race away from the craft, having a severe accident. More details are described.

I received the following account:

"My grandfather has a story that goes like this. Back in the 80s, he and his brother Jon were setting up to go fishing out in the boondocks. It was early morning, about 6:30 or so, and they were draining their coffee thermos on the bank of the pond. It was a new fishing spot for them to explore. At the time, they were living in East Texas, with humid breezes and mosquito bites that boiled in the heat. The sun was just beginning to break over the stretch of the trees as they pushed their rowboat into the water.

My grandfather - we call him James - turned to Jon to remark on the brilliant yellow of the sunrise. It was blinding, he said. When he tells this story to our grandkids, he cannot stress this point enough. The sky was barely pink from the dawn, but the sun itself was shining like the quarter of an eclipse. Jon looked up, noticing the anomaly mere seconds before.

James shielded his eyes and fumbled for the sunglasses clipped around his shirt collar. He started to tell Jon that they should leave, that he had a bad feeling about being there when the wind began to wail and the dirt picked up around them. Jon shouted to James, the words lost in the disturbed darkness.

My grandfather tells us it was about this time he reckoned they should get going. He and Jon abandoned their poles and boat and scrambled to their truck. He figured they would be back for them later. Amid all the ruckus, Jon ran that poor Chevy C/K over a tree trunk, steering them into a tree a little off the trail.

The truck was totaled. At the hospital, when the nurse asked how fast they were going, Jon offered 35, maybe 40 MPH. He had been pinned between the seat and steering wheel, sustaining a few bruised ribs but otherwise relatively unharmed. James had gone through the windshield.

Victims of head-on collisions usually suffer crush injuries and severe internal trauma, including but not limited to lower body fractures, traumatic brain injuries, flail chest, abdominal, and upper body impact injuries. Even at low speeds, James’ accident should have been fatal.

However, my grandfather arrived at the hospital with minor cuts and bruises. He had a concussion the doctors wanted to keep an eye on, but other than that, both brothers were fine. Neither was able to say how long they were unconscious waiting for help to arrive because neither remembered anything after the accident or the next few days. They were, in short, miracles. Survivors of the impossible - or at least highly unlikely.

My grandmother said the most alarming thing she experienced when visiting my grandfather in the hospital was his sudden ability to speak other languages. She said as she sat by his bedside table, he would switch tongues amid their conversation, then not remember a thing he had said. My sweet Nan accused Jon and him of drinking. The doctors assured her that amnesia and a little confusion were common in trauma victims, especially ones who were unable to mentally process the events that had transpired. The accident had shaken their brains, that’s all, a nurse told her.

Nan insisted, though. You have to understand. My grandfather is a pure-blooded American redneck, a high school dropout. While he means well, he couldn’t remember a lick of any foreign language while he was in school, let alone during his recovery. Nan investigated for herself. She cornered Jon in his rest bed. He wasn’t any help. He had been unable to sleep, replaying the moment of the crash over and over again in his head until the memory stressed his conscience, and he was admitted for psychiatric observation.

Nan maintains to this day wasn’t the sight of her husband stumbling over his sentences, bleeding from the stitches on his forehead. No, instead the memory that haunts her is Jon bolting upright every time he closes his eyes, screaming that it was too bright to see.

My grandfather and Jon don’t like to talk about what happened that day. They will talk about the pond, the sight of what they liked to believe was a UFO, and the terror of realizing they were about to crash in the middle of the woods where no one was likely to find them. They won’t talk about the experiences that came after, how they were found, or what happened between the moment of impact and their release from the hospital.

What my grandfather will say, if prompted, is that he holds one proud scar from that crash. He’ll point to the folds in his forehead that collapse around the raised skin, and he’ll tell you: “That’s where they probed me.” W

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Those RED GLOWING EYES Were Just Staring At Me! Was It BIGFOOT?

An Alabama hunter was in the woods one evening, feeling like he was being watched. He sees glowing eyes looking at him from a height of over 8 feet. Was it a Bigfoot?

“I was born in Alabama and for the past 30 years have lived in several rural communities outside the Birmingham area. I spent most of my childhood roaming and exploring the woods and mountains, although I've never flat-out seen a Bigfoot, I have had things happen that I look back on now and it makes me wonder. I say now because of an incident that happened to me right at the end of this last winter.

I bought a new .22 Browning pistol and was going out just about every night deep into the woods to shoot beer bottles that littered nearby trails. There were two main trails. One was an access road that ran alongside the interstate for putting up, taking down or just maintaining the billboards and the other was a really long trail that led to a clear foundation and a parking lot. That in of itself was really odd to me because of how remote it was but given all the spent shells in the area I assumed it used to be some sort of old lodge or hunting club that was torn down.

On the nights leading up to what happened, I had killed two hares and deer for sport. Shame on me, I know. I had seen countless more. The remains would always be gone the following night which I attributed to coyotes or other wild animals, even though I found it a bit strange for an entire deer carcass to disappear without a trace overnight.

Well, one evening I got the feeling I was being watched. I looked in the direction from which I thought I was being watched and all I saw was what looked like two orange security lights side by side way off in the distance. So I kept walking. After only a few steps I could hear leaves crunching 30 or 40 yards off the trail in the woods and up the hillside pacing me in the same area where I felt the gaze. When I looked back in that direction, the two street lights I had seen were now clearly red glowing eyes just staring at me. I could now see a branch directly above the eyes which gave me something to tell how close or far away it was and that it looked to be about 3 and a half to 4 and a half feet tall. I assumed it was just a deer but couldn't figure out how the eyes were reflective with no light source when I pointed my flashlight away or why I could see both eyes simultaneously when you typically see one or the other at a time since deer eyes are on each side of their heads.

I started up the trail after the animal, being sure to keep an eye on him. When I turned and took a few steps, it was gone. No galloping or leaves crunching or fading away. Just a few brisk steps and then nothing. When I walked up the hill to where whatever it was had been standing, I saw the branch that looked to be 3 to 4 feet off the ground from where I was standing was closer to 11 or 12 feet off the ground. After analyzing the surroundings and the event at length I was left scratching my head because whatever I had seen was either an optical illusion which I couldn't account for or a beast I only caught a glimpse of standing no less than 8 feet tall with red glowing eyes. I was always the type to disregard any Bigfoot stories up to that point but when it happens to you personally it's a whole other story. There was no odor associated with it which I know often accompanies these kinds of sightings.”

Transcribed Source: Darkness Radio - June 6, 2016

NOTE: Most Bigfoot encounters are not associated with a foul odor. Very few reports that I and others have received mention this. More sightings in warmer climates and swampy conditions will state that an odor was present. The presence of bright or glowing 'red eyes' is a characteristic mentioned in many encounters. Regardless of the time during the night or day, this distinguishable brightness by red eyes is difficult to explain, unless a determination of 'supernatural origin' is accepted. Lon

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Here Comes SCARY PETER COTTONTAIL!

A New Jersey woman shared her weird experience involving the Easter Bunny:

“So when I was little, it was Easter 2011, and ever since I’ve been freaking scared of Easter. Well, not now but for a couple years ago. This happened when I was in the fourth grade so like 10 or something. A long time ago. I still had a room with my sister and I just didn't like Easter for a long time and this is why.

I was in my room and I woke up in the middle of the night and I saw the outline of, you know what the Easter Bunny looks like if you go take your picture with it in the mall? And, I saw that. Just the outline. It just kept moving, moving. I had my eyes closed as if I was dreaming, calling “Mom! Dad!” calling them out, just like, wake up and get this frigging thing away. Who knows what that was. I have no idea who that was. So scary.

Like when I got older I was like, "Mom, is there actually an Easter Bunny?" She's like, “No, there's me. It's like Santa, it's not real.” Now the scary part. It goes like this (Jade makes a creepy smiley face and waves) and I flipped out. I was like freaking sweating, I'm like trembling, I'm calling my mom and dad as if I'm having a bad dream. I was trying to act as if I was sleeping like I was having a nightmare, while the Easter Bunny was looking at me through my door.

I am finally able to go to sleep after freaking trembling. And it's like blue out. You know in the morning, it's like blue? And I saw this thing lying on my bed but it was in a different costume. It was like a thin little onesie kind of thing and it was like tiny. I go into my parent's room and tell them what happened and they go, "Oh honey, you were just daydreaming,” all that crap.”

Transcribed Source: “Story Time: My Paranormal Experiences!! | Jade Quesada” published on 28 Jun 2016.

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PHOTO: 'LA LLORONA' ENTITY Horrifies Salta, Argentina Police Officer

A photograph taken in Salta, Argentina went viral in May 2020. The ghostly figure of a woman dressed in white (La Llorona) can be seen behind the policeman, who is taking a selfie.

The following account was forwarded by my associate, Osvaldo A. Greco:

Date: May 21, 2020

A photograph taken in Salta, Argentina went viral. The ghostly figure of a woman dressed in white can be seen behind the policeman.

The photo was taken during a patrol along Salta Provincial Highway 5.

A selfie taken by a Salta police officer went viral hours ago, showing the presence of a ghostly female figure that was recognized by many as "La Llorona." Accompanying the image, which was shared through WhatsApp, was a series of audio claiming the police officer was admitted to a clinic "foaming from the mouth" following the incident.

According to the message, the agent was engaged in a COVID-19 health and safety patrol along Provincial Route No.5 near the "Carboncito" wilderness when he decided to take a selfie.

Upon noticing that "La Llorona" was in the photo, the audio explains: "The man felt unconscious to the ground and foam in his mouth, while one of his companions prayed and a third one didn't know where to run as a result of the fear and despair of hearing the heart rendering screams of the wandering spirit." It ends by saying that the young man was admitted. "He is now in the hospital, and he seems insane."

"La Llorona" is a Latin American legend whose origins can be traced to Mexico. According to the story, it is the ghost of a woman who was in love with a Spanish knight at the time.

The young woman had three children with the man, but after insisting that they formalize their relationship, she was deserted and left to her fate. This broke her heart, and in an act of madness, she drowned the children and committed suicide.

Due to this, her soul becomes a wandering spirit, haunting cities, rivers, and roads weeping disconsolately while she looks for her children, haunting those she comes across.

Even though the Salta police have issued no statements about the situation, several officers from the area where the events took place reported anonymously that the photo had been tampered with using an app, while the audios were fraudulent.

Source: Ambito (Argentina) and Marisol Roldán (Spain)

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UPDATE: ANOTHER EXPERIENCER COMES FORWARD! MEN IN BLACK / ALIEN 'GREYS' at Navarre Beach, FL

A boy and his family are on vacation in Navarre Beach, Florida. While there, he experiences encounters with Men in Black, and later a visitation by alien 'Greys.'

NOTE: I just received an update to this account from another experiencer who was at the location also:

"I just read your post about a young boy on vacation in Navarre Beach, Florida during the Jaws 2 filming in 1977.

I was also there. I was also in the movie theater but was blank after the doors shut.

I also have 'missing time,' I cannot remember anything

I am 61 years old. It still disturbs me to even think about where could I have been, while my parents searched the Holiday Inn looking for me.

Hours later I was found in the dunes and couldn't recall where I had been. I have considered hypnotism, but maybe I don't really want to know!

I just thought I'd share that with you.

I've never seen any other post about that period/event, except this man's version.

Lisa D"

NOTE: Lisa D is desperately seeking information from other experiencers who had been there that day. If you have any information, please feel free to contact me. Lon

Here is the previous account:

"During my Spring Break of 1977 my family and three other families from the neighborhood I grew up in traveled to a Holiday Inn in Navarre Beach. My mother had told me it was a newly opened hotel. It had an indoor pool, arcade, gift shop, deli, and small movie theatre. For its day it was considered to be a very nice place and my family went to this hotel three times. During our second visit in August of 1977 the film Jaws II was being filmed at Navarre and I even got to see the mechanical Jaws stored with other movie equipment and props in the eastern portion of the hotel parking lot.

During this spring break vacation around late March of 1977, there was a special showing of the film Bugsy Malone which only children were permitted to attend. It was during the film that I started to feel a bit disoriented. I heard some other children crying and I heard the sound of someone throwing up. At one point in the film, I got up from my chair to leave, but I was quickly escorted back to my chair by an usher in a black suit and black hat. I saw one or maybe two more men in black suits at the back of the theatre. After the film was over I felt just fine and I never did complain to anyone about that experience.

One evening on this vacation I awoke and sat up in my bed. I looked across the room and could see a group of small figures in the dimly lit room. My brother was asleep to my right and my parents were asleep in the bed to my left. The feeling I felt was something I had felt before which I immediately recognized. It was a feeling I only felt when the Greys were near. I thought, “It's been a while.” And to a young boy about to turn 7, it had been over 2 years since his last encounter with the Greys. So it had felt like a long time. But then I could not move and one of the figures moved towards me very fast and the last thing I recalled was its big black eyes very close to my face and a wand-like object being pointed at me. Then there was blackness.

The next thing I recall was being in the sand dunes away from the hotel in a circle of children. I must have been one of the youngest because I was the shortest. But my attention was more on the blue object directly over us that had a glowing blue light all about it. The closest thing I’ve seen to this shade of blue would be that of the blue glow of Cherenkov radiation that I’ve only seen in photos. Then there was blackness.

The next morning was a Saturday, and I was watching cartoons. It was not till I was watching TV that I recalled that night's experience with the greys and seeing the blue glowing sphere above me and the other children. I then told one of the other children who were traveling with us on this trip about my experience that night and she did not believe me. I also recall walking around the hotel later that day and then getting up the nerve to tell my older brother who also teased me." W

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Abducted by Alien Manifesting as 'CASPER THE FRIENDLY GHOST' Character

This is a true (two-part) story about alien contact. The being looked like a black-eyed 'Casper, the Friendly Ghost' character. I also believe that I was abducted.

Part One: I was approximately 6 years old, and it was the mid-late 1950's. I lived in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan (Birmingham) with my family:

"Hi, Lon. One night I was awakened by the sound of muffled panicked cries coming from the other side of my bedroom. It was my brother Mickey who was a year younger than me, and I became immediately and fully terrified. I was facing the wall away from him, and I knew there was no way I would look in his direction because I knew something or someone was in the room, and from the disturbing intensity of Mick's whimpering noises, I knew it was not Santa Claus. I did not move a muscle or make a sound hoping that whatever IT was, would not know I was there. So I literally played dead, as I desperately did not want the 'boogeyman' to know I even existed. My heart was pounding in my ears from fear, and my fears were not unfounded, as the next thing I hear is, “Look out Jimmy!” and I thought Oh NO! Then I heard I'm here! Those words sent me crashing into a terror, that in a few moments would increase a thousandfold, for I am lying on my stomach and suddenly there is a long-fingered claw/hand planted firmly on the middle of my back/spine. A witch's claw? An evil monster? I was going to die for sure! I am not kidding; this was the most frightening moment of my life.

Suddenly I realized there was tremendous heat coming through its hand, so much so I could feel the heat coming clear through my body, through my chest/solar plexus area, and onto the bed lying beneath me. And now, in my little boy’s brain, being stabbed to death with a knife as I felt the knife slowly 'corkscrew' deep into my body, though I never flinched or made a noise. That was my brave but useless way of hoping it might think I was already dead! Accompanying this penetration is a deafening noise in my head, a hissing type noise which I took to be the monster's breathing over me! The sound was sort of “haaaaaaaa” which only intensified my terror. During these moments, I was unable to appreciate the fact that it actually was not painful. What I felt was more of a thick bluntness turning its way into me. Not long afterward, I felt the 'knife' come back out of me, I was shocked that I was still alive, though I did not want the 'invader' to know that. Then the heat stopped and its hand was removed from my back. I didn't make a sound, nor budge an inch, nor open my eyes until the sun came up! Before I finish this story, which is the second part. Let me make a few things clear.

1. I Never for a moment forgot this experience, as it was clearly 'drilled' into my memory.

2. For several days to a week, I snuck a knife from the kitchen that I was not supposed to have and hid it under my pillow. It was the only defense I could think of. But my mother soon found it and took it away.

3. I do not have any conscious remembrance of the following day or morning. But I ‘feel’ like we were probably told, “You just had a bad dream” by our parents. It would also be reasonable to believe my parents may have checked my back and saw nothing. Or if they did, they never told me so.

4. I knew it happened and I was not sleeping, and it was not a dream.

5. As life went on, and growing up, I never discussed it at all with my brother Mickey, and as an adult, I totally assumed he would not remember that night. He was probably five or six at the time. I was wrong about that assumption, as you will see in the next part of this story.

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Part Two: Fast forward from about 1957 to about 1994 or so:

I am in my living room, here in Montana, with my wife (my beloved, who passed away in 2006), entertaining ourselves by sharing ghost stories and strange experiences, etc. Between my wife and I, we had lots of events to weave into the conservation. I had just finished telling the above story when one of the group asked if Mickey had ever said anything about that night. I said, “Well no, I am sure he won’t remember anything”. But suddenly, for the first time in my life, I thought, “Why don't I ask him”? I have nothing to lose, but I hope he doesn’t think I am crazy. So right then and there, I picked up the phone and called him. He was living in Portland, Oregon. The following is the basic conservation that took place minutes later in front of my wife and friends.

“Hello Mick, hey, were telling scary stories and I am going out on a limb here, but Mick, do you remember a night, back on Dorchester......?" (That’s the name of the street we lived on as children) Well folks, I swear, that's as far as I got in my question, when he interrupts me before I can say another word and says, “Yeah, I woke up to find what I thought was Casper, the FriendlyGhost 'floating' over to the side of my bed and it was peering down into my face, with its hands held up in front and just above me. It had a big head and big black eyes, and I was completely terrified and totally freaking out. It just kept looking down at me and I was frantically crying or something, when finally it moved away from me, and went over to the crib that held Tim (my toddler age brother that slept in the room with us), and it raised its hand over the crib opening, and ITS Hand LIT UP!!!" I about fainted when I heard those words and the following: “Then it moved away from the crib and I saw it go over to you and I tried to warn you and I said “Look Out Jimmy!” as it bent all the way down over you and looked like it was touching you!!” Well, I then told Mickey my end of the story (for the very first time), and of course the pieces of that puzzle now fit perfectly in my mind. He, however, remembered a few other details. He says he remembers some days/weeks afterwards, being taken to a doctor and having his brain x-rayed, because he said he was afraid to go to bed without the lights being left on, and he remembers night after night waking up shrieking with nightmares. I am sure my parents would have been very worried about him and he believes that for a period of time, he was under a great deal of stress, since mom and dad said “nothing happened, it was just a bad dream, and everything is ok.”

All of which makes sense as to why I would have been sneaking a knife under my pillow. Mom and Dad, of course, would naturally have been reassuring us that it was just “bad dreams”, but I (we), knew, that night was no dream, so that, I am sure, left us feeling very unprotected.

In summation, I am sure now that Casper the big head, big black-eyed ghost, was a visiting ‘Grey’ alien. What I am unsure of is what did it do to me?? I figure that it either 'fixed' something in me, or, took DNA and /or left an implant, or all of the above? I suspect it left a tracking gizmo and took DNA, though, of course, I don't know any of that for sure, but I since have had several uniquely close experiences with UFOs that occurred later in my adult life that lead me to believe we are connected somehow, for some purpose that I hope to understand perhaps sometime in the future? This is indeed a fascinating universe we journey upon. I thank you for your time." J

NOTE: Yeah, it's weird. Not much more that I can say about this account. Lon

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When we hear or read of modern sightings our imaginations go back to the prehistoric Far East or the Medieval period when these behemoths were said to exist throughout antiquity.
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Kayaking & Camping Boys Encounter CREEPY FISHERMAN Along Wisconsin River

A group of Wisconsin boys are kayaking and camping along the Wisconsin River when they encounter a fisherman who is acting strangely. The entire scenario seems so bizarre.

The following account was forwarded to me:

"This encounter took place when I was 13, June at the time. Three of my friends and I, aged 13-14, who I'll call Sam, Cam, and Ned, take a four-day camping trip on the Wisconsin River in South Wisconsin. For those of you who aren't familiar, the Wisconsin River is relatively long, relatively wide, and has long shallow stretches as deep as a couple inches to a couple feet; you have to walk your canoe through some of it. Moist sandbars run down the middle of the river.

The adult on our trip was Cam's grandma. Even well into her 60s, she had wilderness skills. She has incredible stories, from viciously biting home invaders to protect her daughter, to hiking through remote mountains at midnight and sleeping surrounded by wild horses. Major "peace, love, and happiness" type from the 60s. One of the most fascinating people I've ever met.

Anyway, we set up camp on a beach at about 3pm on our first day. There's a lone, still fisherman slightly upriver from us. This is strange given we're mostly in the middle of nowhere, but there are occupied properties here and there on the river, so it's not crazy. Immediately after we arrived, Grandma realized she had left her coffee cup in the car. She decides to make the kayak trip by herself back upriver to where we parked, just to grab the cup and come back. Left alone, we boys go off to play in the river shallows.

Landscape-wise, there's our beach, with dense forest behind it, and a strait about 90 meters across between the beach and a sandbar. We're screwing around in the shallows for maybe 30 minutes. Then I remember being on my stomach in the water and looking up at Sam staring all glazed into the distance. We all look. The fisherman from earlier is on the sandbar about 50 feet from us. None of us remember him getting so close, especially since he had no boat and would have to wade through the water. I remember there being a strange glare from the sun so we couldn't make him out perfectly, but he was a thick man with a droopy long-brimmed hat. We could not see his face but collectively had the feeling he was looking at us. It was obvious he knew our adult left and decided to close in. The timing was perfect. "Whatever," we say and head back to the tent.

We're behind the tent for maybe a half hour playing cards and gathering firewood. We take turns peeking around the tent to check on the status of the fisherman. He's moved in, off the sandbar, through the shallows, practically on the shore of our beach. Yes, the river is an open area, but it's unspoken that you wouldn't wander onto someone's campsite, especially when kids are alone there. We're weirded out, and Sam, being a badass 13-year-old, breaks the ice by waving his arms and yelling at the man "Hey! What's up! Hey!" No response, but the man turns his body towards us, staring, completely still, like wildlife caught in headlights, or Bigfoot in one of those blurry photos. After a few seconds, he does a 180 and just starts walking away from us straight back into the water, like he intends to keep walking until the water comes up around his face. We move to hang out at the other end of the beach.

It's been 3 and a half hours since Grandma left, and we have no idea when she's supposed to be back. We're on the completely opposite side of the beach from our camp, and due to the forest, we couldn't even see it. But as we round the bend again, we see the man standing on the shore, practically on our campsite. He's walking around our bags like he's patrolling the perimeter of the camp. Not his camp, our camp. Little more than a silhouette. And he has something. Not a fishing pole. I was never brave enough to get close and check it out in detail, but all three of my friends will tell you he had a rifle. Over his shoulder. From where he got it we don't know. He should've been able to see us from where he was, but he didn't close in anymore.

We decide to play it cool all the way over behind the trees where we are. Luckily, Grandma arrives on her kayak shortly. We call her over to us to tell her everything, but I swear to you, by the time we pointed over her shoulder to show her the fisherman, he was gone. Like a vision. We saw him one more time, late that night we were having a fire. The moonlight on the water illuminated his shape all the way back across the river where we saw him the first time, fishing in darkness. We said, "Who was that guy?" We went back to making torches.

I remember digging my phone out of the waterproof box and trying to send this blurry, creepy picture of the fisherman to my friend as proof. Due to connection, she never got the image, but one text message went through to her that read something like "He's back." He's like a weeping angel or something, coming closer only when you look away." BD

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