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March 19, 2024

Certified Naturalist Describes His DOGMAN/WEREWOLF Encounter in the Pine Barrens, NJ

A certified naturalist and his friends are driving in the New Jersey Pine Barrens when they observe a 7-foot-tall upright cryptid canine running near the vehicle.

The following account was forwarded to me:

"Hi. I believe that I saw a cryptid that most people would know as a Dogman or a Wolfman in the New Jersey Pine Barrens. When I received my driver's license at 17 years old I started spending all my free time outdoors, hiking all over the east coast but mostly within the New Jersey Pine Barrens. I worked as a naturalist at Batsto Village in Wharton State Forest for a while, which is the biggest state forest within the Pine Barrens. I got the job before my internship ended due to my knowledge of plants and animals. They did not expect me to have the credentials because at the time I was not even finished with my first semester in college.

I only give out this information because when I see an animal in the woods, day or night, I know with 100% certainty what I'm looking at. And after almost 6 years from the time of writing this story, I can’t wrap my head around the creature that I saw. I am an open-minded person to a point. I do believe certain cryptids can exist solely if the biology of the creature is possible, but that does not put a bipedal canine on my list.

Roughly about 6 years ago, I along with 2 of my friends (one a welder and one a mechanic and I will be naming the welder Chris and the Mechanic Alan) went off-roading in my friend Alan’s truck somewhere in Manchester, NJ. We met with a bunch of Alan’s off-roading buddies in a spot they frequented (I do not know the specific area, only that it was in Manchester NJ and it was very close to the general vicinity of the Abandoned Brick Factory) and hung out for a few hours, drove around the dirt trails and just had a good time socializing with other people. I did not have any alcohol or any pot in my system because after we left I had to drive myself home, so I was sober along with my Alan who was also sober, but my friend Chris was a bit high.

We were beginning to leave and as we were taking the trails to get back to the main road my friend Alan told me to help look out for deer. He was driving about 35 mph because the dirt path we were on was pretty open (about 30ish) feet wide and we were dead in the middle in case he did have to respond to a deer jumping out of the tree line. A few minutes go by and my sharp eyes spot a "deer" running alongside the truck, but within the tree line so the view of it wasn't more than a dark brown patch of fur. As I'm about to say something to my friend Alan, thinking that this deer is going to run in front of the car and try to commit suicide, it speeds up its pace significantly, and gets about 20 feet ahead of the truck still in the tree line, and then proceeds to jump out in front of the truck. For as long as I live I will never forget what I saw that night. It ran onto its 2 back legs, looked right up at us, and to our horror, it ran by this about 30-foot wide dirt road in 2-3 "steps" and went into the opposite tree line. In those few seconds, I saw this Dogman or Wolfman and to this day I can not forget what I saw.

It was roughly 7 feet tall, covered in dark brown fur (every inch of its body I saw was covered in this dark brown fur, but the chest/stomach area had less fur and a lighter colored fur than the rest of the body), but even under all this fur you could make out extreme muscle definition, very similar to an Olympic bodybuilder. It also had a K9 type of head with a long snout, two distinct perked-up wolf ears, and large muscular legs. The torso and arms of were similar to that of a very muscular man with large hands. The hands had visible claws that looked like they could do some real damage, and its eyes reflected an unnatural color of light that I hadn't seen in the animal kingdom.

As soon as it jumped into the opposing tree line my friend Alan slammed on the brakes, and my friend Chris said, "I know I'm high, but what the hell was that?" My friends, puzzled by what we just saw looked at me and said, "Okay, nature boy, please tell us that was something explainable." I sat there dumbfounded and told them I did not have an answer based on reason, science, or anything I could logically think of and my friend Alan high-tailed it out of there.

To this day my friend Chris has convinced himself that it wasn’t a hallucination because of the pot and my other friend Alan (who does not believe in the supernatural, and absolutely refuses to have an open mind) does not speak about this event and pretends it didn't happen. To this day I still have no logical explanation for what I saw, I do not believe that a bipedal K9 creature could logically/biologically exist, but what I saw was something matching that description with my own eyes, and it is very real." S

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An early and well-known alien abduction claim occurred in the mid-1950s with the Brazilian Antônio Vilas-Boas case, which did not receive much attention until several years later. Then in the 1960s, worldwide publicity was generated by the Betty and Barney Hill abduction case. The Hill incident became the prototypical abduction case, possibly the first in which the claimant described beings that later became widely known as the Greys.
But abduction scenarios aren't confined to extraterrestrial beings. The story of Albert Ostman, a 64-year-old retired lumberman from British Columbia, went public in 1957 with his account of being snatched from his sleeping bag while camping on Vancouver Island.
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Published on March 19, 2024 09:02

FAE? Strange 'TINY COWBOY' Harmonica-Playing Street Performer

A Southern California teen had a strange experience. Listening to a short, fully developed 'cowboy' playing a harmonica, and watching the mesmerized crowd dropping cash into his bucket.

The following account was forwarded to me by my friends & colleagues Kyle & Cam at Expanded Perspectives:

"I'm sharing this story because it is so strange and I can't stop thinking about it. I just turned fifty-nine last month and my adult son asked me what I wanted as a gift knowing I have everything I could need. I said how about a harmonica; I used to have one as a kid. So, he bought me one. It was late Saturday night, and I was alone in my breezeway on a hot Texas night when I decided to give the harmonica a try. After about ten minutes something amazing happened to me. I had a massive flashback from forty-five years ago. The memory was immediately followed by an uncontrollable wave of hair-tingling joy. This memory was from back in the late 1970s when I was around thirteen years old living in Southern California. This is my story.

I was the youngest of three wild teenage boys. Back then my brothers only really tolerated my company for my coveted three-dollar-a-week allowance that I lived for. This was back in the days when gas was .63 cents a gallon. So, with a tank full of gas, we could cruise all around the outlying cities for adventure. A dollar got me into the backseat hanging out with the older cool kids.

It was a typical summer day, and we rode out to Burbank via San Fernando Road, which we knew as “The Old Road” and we ended up stopping at a place called The Golden Mall. They were looking for girls, I was just young and getting into innocent teenage trouble. This mall was an outdoor type of mall with fountains and an odd mix of businesses. There was a wig shop and even a Pep Boys and a hardware store. You could tell the mall was in decline as even the fountains were rundown with dirty water.

I witnessed something there that’s been somehow locked away in my mind. While walking past what was a sort of unemployment office, I heard this amazing harmonica music down the courtyard. So, I mindlessly walked over to where it was coming from. Several adults were crowding around listening to the performance in front of this Tailor shop. I was only around four foot five and small for my age so I easily moved in front of the adults allowing me to see the action.

This harmonica music was unlike anything I had ever heard before. It sounded totally impossible to my ears. He created train sounds and animal calls all mixed with melodies that sounded like two harmonicas playing in unison. But what completely stunned me was when I saw the musician. He was dressed in fine western clothing including a pearl buttoned shirt, spurred boots, and a tan cowboy hat. This cowboy musician was only three feet tall! His cowboy outfit was proportionate to his size in every detail I could not take my eyes off him. Everything about him was impeccable. He was not a boy nor was he a dwarf. He was a miniature full-grown man in his late fifties at the least.

Off to his side was a chair holding a tin bucket full of cash. As I stood there absorbed in his performance, I noticed every person within earshot was walking over, dropping cash in his bucket, and the “Tiny Cowboy” would look up to them, and they would just walk on. Over and over and over the people cued up to tip.

My first thought as a child was, I needed to learn how to play the harmonica so I could make some money. The next thing I remember I was staring down into the bucket and dropping all my money. When I looked up, his eyes locked directly onto mine. I remember thinking that’s all I had, as I heard the clang of my coins, and he smiled and winked at me. His eyes were a glacier blue, and he had the most beautiful smiling face I had ever seen in my life. That’s where the memory ends. The rest of the day is blank, no memory of leaving, driving home, nothing. However, now I can’t stop seeing his face and smiling at his memory.

After writing this down I called my brother and he remembered riding around that day, but he doesn’t remember anything. In all my life I can’t recall ever seeing a street performer making money like that. I’m starting to suspect that it was no ordinary encounter after hearing about other people's encounters with strange street performers. The amazing music, the never-ending tips rolling in, uncontrollably giving away all my money, and the hypnotizing wink from 45 years ago. I think I was charmed by a Fae.

I suspect this sort of encounter happens more often than we realize. I’d love to hear from anyone else who may have witnessed this event, but I know that’s a slim chance under the circumstances." SJ

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March 18, 2024

Huge HORNED, HOWLING MOUNTAIN MONSTER Reported in Madison County, NC

The mountains of Madison County, North Carolina may have been home to an unknown howling beast, as reported in the Fairfield (S.C.) Herald on March 12, 1873:

"A gentleman recently from the Shelton, Laurel district of North Carolina, some forty miles from this place, informs us that the people in that "densely thicketed" county are greatly excited in regard to the appearance, upon several different places, of a huge mountain monster, the species of which is unknown. Mr. George Anderson, one of the gentlemen residing in the Laurel country, being one of the persons who saw the monster, also furnishes us with the following description of it.

"I was out in the bush hunting up some lost hogs, when all of a sudden there came into my path a beast, the appearance of which, I must confess, caused me to quake for the first time in many years. Aside from its strange and unusual appearance, the unearthly yell it uttered on perceiving me, which reverberated and reverberated through the forest, was enough to shake the senses of the most daring adventurer.

"The animal was some hundred yards distant from me and appeared to be a huge black bear with mane and head like a lion, but had horns like an elk upon it. Its tail was long and bushy, with dark and light rings around it to its extremity. Its eyes gleamed like a panther's and its size was that of an ordinary ox but somewhat longer.

"Just previous to making its appearance I had shot off my gun at a squirrel, and felt little prepared to meet such a ferocious beast without any weapon of defense. I immediately set about reloading my rifle, but had scarcely begun when it darted toward me. I retreated in as good order as possible, and must say I did some good running- not looking back until I found the animal had disappeared in the Laurel thicket.

"This is no story, Mr. Editor, gotten up to scare naughty children. I am not the only one who has seen the monster- several have seen it since I did; and, as sheep and calves are lately missing, it is presumed to be a carnivorous brute. Many have fortified their house to prevent a night attack from the strange monster, the like of which was never seen in these mountains before. Some think it has escaped from some rambling menagerie, while others superstitiously think it is sent to warn people of some great approaching danger."

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'ARE THEY LOOKING FOR ME?' Possible ALIEN PILOT Avoids Capture by U.S. Army Troops

Areader (T-Bear) recalls the description of a very unusual incident witnessed byhis mother and several of her family members. I was unable to recoveradditional information regarding the episode. If anyone has knowledge of thisalleged UFO crash, please feel free to forward:

"Mymother and her family were working in Naples, Florida in the late 1950s. Oneday-worker saw something crash nearby. A plane? All the workers ran to the siteto search for survivors. The aircraft was sticking out of the sea near thebeach. When the rescue got there, they realized it wasn't a plane, but some typeof spacecraft.

The"ship" had no doors or windows that could be seen. Beside the shipwas one of the pilots. The pilot was still in its bizarre space suit. It wastall and very skinny. But had a very large helmet. The helmet didn't have ashield but a robotic-looking face plate. Two of the workers picked it up andsaid it had little weight. It appeared to be dead. Others found a second suit.The suit was empty. It was lying in the nearby grass. Still, others tried toget into the ship to look for any more survivors.

Thensuddenly, an Army helicopter appeared. The Army came in great numbers to securethe location. Troops surrounded the workers' camp and forced them to stay. Theywere there for two days afterward. The military told the workers that no onewould believe them if they told what transpired. "Who would believe hobos,drunks, and uneducated Mexicans?" The foreman told the workers to do whatthe military said and no one would get hurt.

Whiletrapped there, my mother observed the whole situation. On one of the two daystrapped there, she met an unusual person. While sitting waiting for theoccupation to be over, a person wearing a large blanket approached her frombehind. In a bizarre mechanical voice, the strange individual asked her ”Arethey looking for me?” She turned to see a mechanical face under the blanket.There appeared to be lips moving but there was a delay of sound coming fromthem. She realized it was not human and told it “Yes!” She told it to keep awayfrom the military and look for a chance to escape.

Thereis a happy ending to this story. When the Army was still there cleaning up, thehobos found the surviving crew member. They put a hooded coat on it and otherclothes to totally cover it up. They poured booze over it to make it smell likea drunk and helped it since it had trouble walking. When the bus came to pickup a batch of workers, the workers carried it onto the bus. It suddenly spokewith its mechanical voice, "Are they still looking for me?" Theytold it to shut up and get on the bus. The family left the next day. Those whotook the alien were never seen again." T-Bear

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Published on March 18, 2024 10:55

Did Detroit Witnesses Encounter LEPRECHAUNS or LE NAIN ROUGE?

Two friends were hanging out at Perrian Park in Detroit, Michigan when they heard childlike laughter. Then two 'small people' dressed as Leprechauns suddenly appear.

I received the following account:

"I would like to tell you about an experience that I and my friend went through in Detroit, Michigan on Saturday, August 3, 2013. It was a typical Saturday night, my friend and I were hanging out around the neighborhood and not really doing much at all. We decided to walk over to Perrien Park, smoke some weed, and just hang out, this was at about 9:30 pm.

We walked over and found a bench that was a bit out of the way and would provide us some privacy to let us smoke in peace. At about 11:00 p.m. we decided to leave the park when we heard some rustling in the trees behind us, followed by what sounded like laughter, tiny high pitched almost childlike laughter. We thought at first it was someone messing with us and stood up and yelled out “Cut it out jackasses, we’re not falling for it!” This was met with more laughter and more rustling from the trees.

Suddenly two small people jumped out of the tree and almost floated down to the ground in front of us. We jumped back when we saw these two small people, almost yelling from the sudden surprise that their sudden appearance had given us. These two small people, both male, could not have been any more than 4 feet tall, stocky, and looked like they were wearing green three-piece suits. They looked almost like they were wearing leprechaun costumes and carrying what looked like walking sticks. My friend later told me that they looked almost like Hornswoggle from the WWE, which I had to agree that they really did. They looked at us for about 5 seconds, with no sound, and no movement. We were totally and completely freaked out and decided to get out of there as quickly as possible.

The moment we moved to start backing away, these two things jumped at us, covering the 6-7 feet between us in a single instant. They were on top of us, screaming loudly as they bit, scratched, and hit us with the sticks that they were carrying. They were screaming in such an inhuman way, that it sounded like an animal in distress crossed with a feral human. They were ripping at our clothes, swinging at our heads with these sticks that they were carrying, all the while laughing and screaming at the top of their lungs. My friend and I were overpowered and all we could do was try to get away from these creatures and protect our heads from these sticks that they were swinging.

Almost as quickly as it started, it ended and they leaped off of us, bolted toward the trees, and disappeared with nothing more than maniacal laughter. We got up and sprinted home as fast as we could go. We got home to my house and quickly shut the door and bolted it shut before we bothered to try to breathe easy and figure out what just happened to us.

Both my friend and I were busted up pretty bad with a collection of scratches, scrapes, and welts to show for our encounter. We stayed in the rest of the night; we were hurting so much the next day that we couldn't move without groaning in pain. We had never seen anything like these two creatures before and could not come up with an explanation as to what it was that attacked us that night. I decided to write in after researching people reporting sightings of dwarfs, gnomes, and whatnot. I didn't think we would be seeing something like this in the middle of Detroit, Michigan, but we did and we know what we saw.

We know that this sounds incredible and you might try to dismiss it as a fantasy made up by two crazy men but we know that what we saw was real and what happened to us was definitely real. We have never spoken about it except amongst ourselves and I decided to write to you and share my story in hopes of finding an answer to what it was that happened to us." Name Withheld

NOTE: Well, maybe it was just very good weed? I recall a story about a leprechaun sighting in a suburb of the Motor City. Anyway, Detroit does have a history of a 'malevolent dwarf' or Le Nain Rouge (The Red Dwarf) :

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Published on March 18, 2024 10:18

Serbian Experiencer Encounters REPTILIAN WOMAN on Commuter Bus, Suffers Delirium For 3 Days

A Belgrade, Serbia resident recalls their encounter with a Reptilian woman while riding on a commuter bus in the city during the Yugoslavia Wars period.

The following account was forwarded to me:

"My experience with the Reptilian woman happened in 1991 when I lived with my grandparents in Belgrade, Serbia. I came there only to visit them in the spring, but I had to stay there because the war started in Croatia and shells were falling on my city. I had no friends there, and I would be bored in my room watching TV, so I often took the bus around the city without a specific goal, I just wandered. My grandfather registered me as a war refugee, so I had a free ticket with which I could ride as much as I wanted.

That night I was returning home as always by bus number 37 and I was sitting in the part of the bus where the seats were opposite each other. A woman was sitting right in front of me. She looked attractive, in her thirties I think. She had makeup on her eyes and mouth and a hat on her head. Something inexplicably drew me to her, so I kept looking into her eyes. She persistently avoided my gaze, she looked left and right the whole time, so our eyes never met.

And then I suddenly noticed how with her mouth closed, she was touching the inner part of her cheek with her tongue. That was strange to me, but I continued to look into her eyes without stopping.

Then she looked me directly in the eyes for the first time. She threw out her snake's tongue and started hissing at me. Suddenly I became completely paralyzed, my vision got darker and I saw a bunch of black dots. I felt terrible fear and I thought I wouldn't survive. I don't know how long I was in that state, I couldn't move a bit. At one point the bus stopped at the station, the door opened and I somehow managed to get up and run out of the bus. I don't even know how I got home, I only know that I ran as fast as I could.

For the next two days, I felt completely exhausted. I was like in some kind of delirium. My grandmother had to carry food to my bed. It was only on the third day that I could function normally again. That's my true story." F

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March 17, 2024

LITTLE GREY MAN & CRAFT in the Peebles Elementary School Basement

Two young elementary school friends are at recess when the janitor motions them to the basement. There they see a disc-like craft and then a little grey man appears!

I received the following account:

"At the time I was in 2nd grade. I don't know if it was the spring or the fall, but it was during recess and the weather was warm enough to play outside. My classmate and I walked to the side of the school (Peebles Elementary, North Allegheny School District) during recess. All of the other children were in the main play area at the back of the school.

Our school janitor, Mr. Swann, appeared and waved us over toward the basement area of the school. There was an entryway into the furnace room of the school. Mr. Swann told us to come over and see what was in the furnace room. Inside, there was a small "Jetson-like" disc. It would have been about the size of a Volkswagen Beetle. It had seating for two. I don't have a clear memory of the vehicle except that it was a silver-grey metallic color, very smooth. I can't clearly remember the roof of the craft but I think it was clear or missing entirely. I vaguely remember a panel of controls and something like blue vinyl seats.

My friend said, "Mr. Swann caught the flying saucer in the baseball field of the school." I remember her sliding down against the wall and falling asleep. Then a little grey man appeared from behind the furnace. I remember laughing because my girlfriend fell asleep, and then being amazed at the little man. He was about the same size as me. I was not afraid of him at all. He talked to me in my head and through feelings and thoughts. He never moved his mouth. He had skin the color and shading like ashes from a cigarette. I don't recall any clothing or any sexual characteristics about him. He had large black eyes, but they were kind and sincere. He had no nose, maybe just a couple small holes, and his mouth was just sort of a line. It did not open. I don't remember any ears. He had long arms for the size of his body and I think only 4 fingers on each hand, which seemed very long. He kept his arms to his sides. He had two legs and his feet seemed different somehow from ours, I simply cannot remember exactly what they were like. His body was childlike, not muscular at all.

He said to me in my head, "We are here, to remind you, who you are." I still, to this day, have no idea what he meant! (I am now 49) Somehow, I was able to know how the flying saucer worked. It had something to do with a force of energy which pushed out at the bottom of the craft, along with a corresponding force which sucked in. It makes me think of what a hovercraft is like only with much more force and no sound. This was what was broken on the craft and the janitor had taken it inside to hide it while the entity was repairing it. There was another little man somewhere in the room who was injured from the "crash." I have no recollection of him except for the sense that he was there and that he was hurt.

My mother recalls me coming home from school and talking about Mr. Swann and the flying saucer, (Mom was concerned about me being escorted into the basement of the school by the janitor, but after asking me several questions, and was satisfied that nothing inappropriate had occurred). But I never mentioned the little man. Something tells me I wasn't supposed to remember the man until later in life. Because I did not remember the man until I was 29. My school friend only remembers the craft, and described it as having no bolts or rivets (she grew up with a dad who flew a small plane and would know those terms to describe a plane). She has no recollection of a "little man" but again, she fell asleep when he appeared!

I've told this story to friends and family only, for fear of being ridiculed. My children are in this school, and it's been remodeled. I have never asked anyone at the school about the craft or dear Mr. Swann. He's got to be in his 80's now.

I sure wish I knew what the little man was referring to when he said they were here to remind me who I was!" L

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Published on March 17, 2024 14:37

UNEXPLAINED 'FEMALE' ENTITY Manifests in the Land Between the Lakes, Kentucky

A young man is camping in the LBL with his father. While his father was hunting, he took a hike. He then encountered a bizarre figure in the woods that he 'felt' was female.

I received the following weird account:

"I don’t know to this day what it was exactly I saw that night while camping in LBL (Land Between the Lakes, in western Kentucky). Anyway, this happened a bit over 2 decades ago when I was 17 years old. My Dad hunted, mainly bowhunting, there regularly and while I never was a hunter, I loved camping in the woods. We never used any formal campsite back then, we’d drive along the Trace, turn off onto one of the numerous side roads, and then, near a creek bed (usually dry or just a small trickle from a spring, unless it had rained), we had our usual campsite. We pulled the car off the road, set up the tent, tarp it all over angled, and Dad would do his thing while I would do mine.

Typically, if I went with him, that meant (and this time as well), he’d trek off to his stand and would be gone most of the day. While he was off, I’d hike a bit (LBL, while big, is not a place one could easily get lost in if you have basic survival skills), read, or just relax. For me, it was a place to go to get away from it all and get lost in nature.

This time, this early morning, he had left after a quick breakfast, a chill and dampness in the air, and the smell of fall coming in. Any of the outdoor types will understand that smell of wet leaves during fall. I mention this only as it will be relevant later.

Anyway, Dad had left and headed out for a very early morning hike. I set off in the usual direction, opposite from the road we were near, mostly following near the creek but not along it directly. I had a compass if I needed but I never did. I had grown up in the Jackson Purchase and it was home. I loved nature and never felt uncomfortable out in the woods.

Before long, however, cresting a small hill I heard rustling among the trees, while the leaves were starting to fall, most were still up, fall at its prettiest. I slowed only for a moment, I’m used to those sounds, squirrels typically, bounding from tree to tree. But then, it got louder, heavier, unlike any sound I’ve heard trees make outside of them breaking under ice or age. It was hard to focus on the sound, like it was coming from all around me, but not, and in every direction I turned, I saw trees in the distance shaking, as if something large just jumped from them, but saw nothing else. Despite years of being in the woods, I felt something I never really had before. Fear. Not terror, that would come later, but actual fear. Almost as soon as it had started, the rattling, violent shaking of trees, it suddenly stopped. Nothing. No sound at all. Not quiet, but an absence almost. Somehow that relaxed me. I had been exposed to that stillness before and while the violent rustling of multiple trees felt alien, this was familiar. I thought about going back, until I saw in the distance, near the last tree that shook, a slim dark figure. I couldn’t make her out (somehow I felt it was a 'female'), but she was up near the ridge ahead and I felt compelled to head to her and I did.

I know that sounds crazy, and typing it down now, I still do, but then, I rationalized it as “I wonder if she heard all that too?” Perhaps she saw what it was. But as I walked towards her, she slid away, staying just barely visible among the trees. The sky was just starting to really lighten up, that transition from dawn to morning. And slid was the right word I feel. She moved what appeared to be normal, but the distance she seemed to cover was unnatural. I’m tall at over 6 feet tall but my strides covered half the distance hers did and she seemed normal sized, as normal sized as a dark featureless shape could be. I mean I could see a head, arms, legs, and what appeared to be dark but normal clothing but I couldn’t track her. Focusing on her was hard and outside of knowing it was a female, I could tell nothing else as she disappeared and reappeared among the trees, a couple hundred yards ahead of me, walking slowly yet somehow covering distances at running speeds.

Again, I don’t know why I followed her, but I did, down a hill, through some fog, until I neared a clearing. I lost sight of her as I neared it and things got darker, like when the sun crawls behind a dense cloud except there were none that I could see, though the sun was still too low for me to catch. The stillness, familiar, was there, but that didn’t bother me. It was the smell that did. Every step closer to the clearing, I noticed it more and more, and though I couldn’t find her, and I desperately wanted to find her, sent alarm bells through me.

I’ve been both before and since, in the woods hundreds of times. One thing I have never experienced since that weekend was the complete absence of smell. Nature has a smell, not a stink, but one that is distinct. One of decay and life, of plants and trees and creeks and stagnant ponds. And while, depending on where you are, you may or may not smell the same odors. Except, there. There was nothing. That lack slowed me, stopped me, and only then did I see her, across the clearing, looking at me. I wish I could say she was giant and hairy, or an alien Grey. She looked normal. Indistinct and unmemorable, except for her smile. When she smiled, I ran. I had been scared before, with the trees, out in the middle of LBL. But that, the lack of any smell, sound, and that smile, it terrified me, and I ran. I was crying and terrified and I had no idea why I should be. I stopped about halfway back and everything was brighter and despite my terror, I still wanted to turn back. I did look back and though she was just a shape again, she was there, closer, freezing as I spotted her. A smile again, but one I felt and did not see and I ran, all the way back to the tent. I got in it and cried, shaking in a terror I did not and could not understand.

I stayed in the tent until my Dad got back and I didn’t tell him about it. By then the terror had faded and while I couldn’t explain it, I knew something horrible would have happened had I gone into the dark clearing that had no smells or sound.

By night, I had almost convinced myself I had half imagined it all, when, stepping away from the tent to relieve myself, that stillness came over and I froze. I looked among the trees but saw nothing until I saw 2 reddish lights, moving in the distance. I knew the terrain and knew it had to be uphill from me, but the “eyes” were descending. I felt “her” in the sense I had felt it was a woman earlier, coming my way and I felt a smile that was not a smile even though I could not see it. I ran back to the tent and my Dad was there, staring into the fire and when I yelled at him, he just sat there, not responding. I shook him, feeling those eyes, that “her” behind, and then, even the fire had no smell to it. It was just nothing. I shook my Dad harder, screaming at him, and then suddenly, the fire was crackling, I could smell the smoke, and the stillness was gone. My Dad asked me what the hell I was yelling about and when I told him, he gave me that sideways glance that said, “Are you OK?”

After much pressuring, we left and while I barely held it together, as soon as I got in my room at our house, I cried. Not because I had embarrassed myself, but because of relief. I knew for a fact, had I not reached my Dad, and had not shaken him, that I would have “wandered off” in the dark. Just like I would have wandered off in the morning, following “her.” She wanted me in that clearing, which felt wrong, and smelled of nothing, and I wonder and have wondered so many nights what would have happened. I probably and hopefully will never have an answer, I just pray I never see or feel her again.

I’ve been in the woods since then, both near there and in other woods, and never have I felt that way again. But still, every time the woods get quiet, I get scared. I don’t know if any of this applies to this here, but I hope you might understand. It’s followed me for over two decades and I don’t know how the hell you can feel a smile, but that was the most terrifying experience in my life and I had to get it out." H

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Published on March 17, 2024 08:00

Missouri Coon Hunt Results in TERROR & MISSING TIME

A Missouri coon hunter has a terrifying encounter with an unseen 'chattering' being during a hunt. The dogs cowered and were trembling as a result of the incident. What was it?

I received the following account:

"This was told to me by my dad. First and foremost my dad was not a believer in aliens, ghosts, Bigfoot, or portals. But this he couldn’t explain away. My dad was a coon hunter. He owned several dogs and had many friends that coon hunted with him. This happened in the late 1960s.

He said one night he and a buddy took their dogs on a late-night run. There is a small conservation area about 5 miles from our house with picnic tables and primitive camp sights. A natural spring runs through the area and it’s just a beautiful place He said they let their dogs out and were sitting on the tailgate of the truck listening to them run. He said they treed a coon and he and his buddy walked to where they were. These dogs were highly trained to stay at the tree and not to leave until they got there.

He said they got the dogs leashed up and were starting for the truck when the dogs started whining and whimpering acting completely out of character. His big male hound cowered down and took off breaking the hold my dad had on him. He said they heard a noise like nothing either of them ever heard before (mind you these 2 men had been in the Missouri woods all their lives). He said it was a growling noise and they could hear footsteps circling them. They both had headlights on and both of them tried to see whatever it was but it kept out of the light. He said it started chattering like to itself and continued stalking them. He took his gun he carried out and shot into the air a couple of times and the stalking and chattering just stopped. He said they took the dogs and quickly made their way back to the truck.

My dad's old male dog was there waiting for them. He said the dogs were acting so strange, cowering and trembling. They got their dogs loaded up and when they checked the time over 2 hours was missing. He said the tree the dogs were at wasn’t very far from the truck so walking to them getting the dogs and back to the truck would have been 30-45 minutes at the most. He said they never discussed it with anyone but each other. He didn’t tell me until I was grown.

After he passed I asked my mom if he told her she said he did the night it happened and he was scared. My dad was never scared of anything but that he couldn’t explain. He was pale just telling me the story. He said they were stalked by something with heavy footsteps that chattered to itself. This was in the summer late at night near Rolla, Missouri." N

NOTE: Here is a Bigfoot account from Rolla, Missouri - Massive White Bigfoot Chased Vehicle in Rolla, Missouri - Lon

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Oregon Hiker Confronts BIGFOOT AFTER ENTERING PORTAL

The witness was hiking an old trail in western Oregon when it turned gray and blurry around them. The day turned into night as a hairy arm and hand emerged from the darkness.

The following account was forwarded to me:

"On this trip, I decided to hike the old Mollala Indian trail that followed the ridge tops from Saddle Blanket Mountain to Oakridge in Oregon, one of the Native American's favorite summer camps and trading centers. It was a beautiful August day, two days into the hike (I expected to be gone about two weeks), when literally out of the blue the most terrifying thing that ever happened to me in my life occurred. It would change my perspective of reality forever.

I was walking along the trail enjoying the strong breeze and bright sunshine when, in the middle of a step, everything around me started to turn gray and blurry. The only way I can describe it was as if suddenly I was looking through someone else's prescription sunglasses. I finished the step and started another. Every inch I moved forward the darkness increased and the gray blurring turned into a jumble of shapes that made no sense. I then seemed to pass a barrier and everything started to return back into focus when my foot reached the ground on the second step everything around me had changed. Day had turned into night and there was no wind. All the Douglas Fir and pine trees had been replaced with thick jungle-like growth. The cool thin mountain air was replaced with humid thick air. There were no stars in the sky, but there was a diffused light that let me see everything clearly, however, I couldn't tell what the light source was.

As often happens when the human body receives a massive dose of adrenaline the entire incident appeared like it was in slow motion and even though I was only there for a second or two I had time to observe my surroundings. The silence was broken by continuous high-pitched screaming sound, and I was nearly overwhelmed with a sense of fear and danger. My momentum caused me to take one more step before stopping in my tracks. It was at this point, I heard a whispered "Gotcha" over my right shoulder. I couldn't tell if I heard it with my ears or inside my head. The word wasn't directed at me but something said the word quietly to itself. I was so terrified I actually felt my heart stop for a moment. That whispered word is what saved me. I opened my mouth and gasped in a huge gush of thick air and recoiled backward in the same footsteps I had entered wherever I was. As I threw myself backward, I looked over my right shoulder. A dark-colored hairy right hand and arm were reaching for my throat over my shoulder. The hand had pale ivory spade-shaped fingernails. The nails looked clean and almost had a manicured look to them. The thumb was placed lower (towards the wrist) on the hand than a human's. Both hands and arms were thin and powerful looking and both were covered with thick coarse black hair.

I got a good look at it because the thumbnail grazed my neck (it did not break the skin) as I moved backward. As I continued backward, the hand clutched where my neck had been a split second before and it seemed to fade off into the distance as I returned through the portal.

I took two more steps backwards and everything reversed itself from what had just happened. The world around me became lighter, the fir and pines gradually came back into view, and by the third step, I was back on Saddle Blanket Mountain.

I continued to move backward in terror, and as I did, I observed that where I had just come from was a shimmering oval patch of air about the size of a large door. The woods behind it looked like it was underwater. By the fifth backward step, the shimmering area seemed to just evaporate and everything was back to normal. By then my lungs had nearly burst from the volume of air I had inhaled during the huge gasp I had just taken. My body felt like it was on fire from the adrenaline surge. I spun around and ran back down the trail as fast as my legs could carry me, and didn't stop until I reached my truck. It took nearly two days to get to that place and about three hours to get back.

On my way home I was absolutely horrified at the thought of what would happen if I were to drive my truck into something like that. It had been a trap pure and simple. Whatever it was that tried to kill me somehow kept the portal hidden from me on the way in, and I didn't actually see it until I was back out again. I had terrible nightmares for years, and still haven't come to grips with what happened. My fingers are trembling and the hair is standing up on the nape of my neck as I write this.

Severely shaken, I've read everything I could get my hands on about people who have mysteriously disappeared throughout history and discovered several instances where people have vanished in plain sight of others. In quantum physics, people have a theory about parallel universes.” W

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