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January 8, 2024

MIAMI 'ALIENS' UPDATE: Recent Video Capture / FOIA Requests Submitted

Readers have been emailing and texting me for more available information on this Miami Bayfront Marketplace incident. This is what I have received so far:

The Miami Police Department, through the mainstream media and social media, is attempting to quell any further conjecture regarding the supposed aliens and humanoid sightings that took place at the Bayfront Marketplace on January 1, 2024.

I have been told through a reliable source in the Miami television media that a plethora of FOIA requests have been filed with the Miami Police Department and the Miami-Dade Mayor and County Government offices.

The requests are directed toward the release of body-cam footage and police vehicle cam video recorded during the incident. I was also told that the standard policy of the local government is to comply within days, not weeks if the FOIA requests are properly submitted. Lon

Here is the latest helicopter video capture that has been made available. I'm not entirely sure of the provenance of this image, but here it is anyway:

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Little People tales abound in the Old & New Worlds. Every culture has a hint of folklore that involves fairies, elves & gnomes. For the most part, these beings are the same with only the name change. They are described as somewhat friendly creatures common in Native American myth who are seen as protectors and tricksters. However, in some cases, there may be a dark side associated with the Little People, even to the point where they are said to be cannibalistic dwarves.
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Published on January 08, 2024 12:59

EWOK/SASQUATCH ENCOUNTER, LOST TIME, & MINDSPEAK Experienced in Perthshire, Scotland

A Scottish teen is at a weekend camp and encounters a juvenile Sasquatch and its adult mother. He is warned to back off, telepathically. Years later, a similar incident occurred in France.

“Call me Jay. It's not my real name as I still do not have the guts to say my actual name yet... Today is the day I'm going to share my story. My first experience was way back in 1983. I was 14 and was on a youth group weekend camp in the Perthshire area of Scotland. The group is going to play a team war game called the A Wide Game - two teams each given a bucket to hide and protect and each team member is given a piece of colored wool as a life with the object to find and take their bucket back to your own, and if you take the other player's life, the piece of wool then go back to the leaders of the youth group and get another piece of wool IE. another life and rejoin the game. The winner is the team with the most opposition lives and possibly their bucket the game lasts for a couple of hours.

This particular game was to take place at night so each player should be carrying a torch. A torch so North Americans know, it's a flashlight. Before dark I set out up to the tree line and some Rhododendron bushes. As I neared the trees and bushes, I'm sure I saw someone watching me but at that point, I wasn't scared. I thought maybe a deer. As I grew closer, I realized it wasn't a deer but something that resembled an Ewok from 'Star Wars.' Only the eyes and mouth were visible. Again, I didn't feel scared. In fact, I felt more intrigued. I said, 'Hello' and I felt in my head this Ewok-like thing said, 'Hello' in my head and I saw a small arm reach out and point to my head. I was about a couple of feet away from the dense trees and Rhododendron bushes and could only still see eyes, mouth, and arm. This creature's arm and hand were just about to touch my forehead and then all of a sudden, I started to feel scared. The fear was rushing in waves and all of a sudden, from behind this creature, another one arrived much much larger than the other. In my head, all I could hear was, 'Don't you dare! Don't you dare!' and then I saw the eyes of the larger being turn red and in her... I say her, as the feeling was this was this juvenile's mother. I wanted to scream but nothing came out.

I was about a third of a mile from the campsite and about 40 other folks from ages 12 to adulthood. I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. I could see my fellow campers who were getting themselves ready to play the Wide Game as it was still daylight moving into dusk. The next thing I know is a number of the older campers saying my name, and touching my back. I was lying on the ground. The Wide Game was over and it was dark around 11:00 PM. After a count of players, I was missing and the group set out to search for me. It was an easy task as they found me because my torch was on and placed lying on the ground facing the camp just about a foot in front of my head. The camp leaders thought I slipped fell and back smacked my head on a stone which lay near my head and I dropped my torch, which was the way they found me.

I was taken to the hospital, my parents called and that was my weekend camping trip over. I can tell you, I never had my torch on! It was firmly in my trouser pocket. No need to use it as it was still light. What I think happened was the juvenile was so intrigued with me that they wanted to physically touch me, as I was intrigued with it, but the juvenile's mother was not happy with me and its child and the mama Sasquatch used some mind/body something to freeze me, slow down time, and my young body couldn't cope where I passed out. Being a mother, the Sasquatch took my torch out, and switched it on, as a way for the youth leaders to could find me in the dark.

Now, 20 plus years later, and after 12 years in the military medic with the Royal Marine Commandos, I was in France helping my friends out at their Stone Farm Cottage. On the third or fourth night, I decided to go for a walk in the woods which were at the back of her property. After about 20 minutes into my walk, I froze. A voice in my head was, 'Don't you dare!' The fear within me was exactly the same fear I had when I was 14 years old. I've had lots of fear in my life and got over it, especially during my time with the military but nothing like this. I don't know if it was the same Sasquatch or the juvenile grown-up, as it was in a different country, different location, but it was exactly the same voice, same tone in English, not French, with no accent, but it was the same voice. It must have been just a few seconds in time. I didn't see anything, only heard the voice. I think I said, 'No, not again! Not this time!' and I backed away and walked back, the same way back, to my friend's home.

I didn't say anything to my friend, however, she noticed my anguish and said. 'I don't like these woods.' She only goes into them during the daytime when it's bright outside, so I suspect she's had an experience. I do not know what happened to me following my first experience of seeing the juvenile and the mama if I was lying there all the time or taken somewhere and I also believe when I think about it that it was indeed the same Sasquatch I felt in France, which sounds impossible. I think that these Sasquatch can port to any place in the world. How do they do that, I have no idea? That's way above my understanding."

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Published on January 08, 2024 11:40

Couple Encounters BRONZE UFO & 'ANGELIC-LIKE' BEINGS Near Gulf Shores, Mississippi

A couple was delivering seafood at night to a restaurant in Gulf Shores, Mississippi when a giant bronze craft descended in front of them. Then they encountered 'angelic-like' beings.

I received the following account:

“My parents, back in 1969-1970, were on Interstate 10 heading east to Gulf Shores, Mississippi. While driving, around 10:00 PM, this bright light attached to one giant “highly polished bronze vehicle” began descending from the sky in front of them which caused my father to slam his brakes on his truck so he’d not run into it. They saw this large vehicle cover both lanes of that interstate. The giant medium between the westbound lane covering the east lane on that westbound lane would’ve made this vehicle's width over 100 feet across!

Mother was shaking. Being Christian, she never ever thought she'd see such a non-human-hands-made vehicle. Dad would say, not one sound came from that vehicle as it hovered in the air never touching the earth. The bright light dimmed and they’d seen people in every window as we’d see people in jet aircraft when watching jets come and go at airports! Mother said, “These beings looked human yet they shone as a sun would shine, not as bright but angelic-like beings!” They were afraid of what would happen next!

Dad's truck had died the moment they saw this vehicle. As they watched, beings walked inside the large windows. Next, they saw this craft slowly lift upwards to a height (200’-300’ up), and in a blink of their eyes, this vehicle flew off on their right side and they leaned forward to see how high it was going at a breakneck speed!

Next, they noticed this large beam of light came from another (triple the size) larger highly polished bronze vehicle. It attached its beam to the one which hovered over them and it seemed to have sucked this giant vehicle into itself. It closed its giant door and disappeared in front of their eyes! That’s how fast that mothership had sped away.

They were relieved when Dad's truck began and they drove the next few miles to Gulf Shores not speaking. Not until Dad had unloaded his seafood to the restaurant which had been waiting for my father (my parents had owned a seafood shed in Louisiana west of New Orleans where he’d buy these seafood from local fishermen as his workers picked the Blue Crab meat, other workers tenderloin the fishes which came into his factory! I’d been their bookkeeper for their business). Mother was upset with my father for leaving so late into the evening hours but, these restaurant owners wanted their supply so early morning workers and 4:00 AM cooks could prepare the seafood for lunch and dinner hours. Normally my brother and friend worked for my dad and delivered the prepared seafood but one was ill so dad knew he’d have to do the delivery. So, hence, they were on the road to see an out-of-this-world ship.

My parent both lived well into their 90s. They never seemed to have been affected by the incident." M

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Published on January 08, 2024 10:39

Tall, Pale CRAWLER HUMANOID Encountered at Durham, North Carolina Residence

A Durham, North Carolina resident let the family dog out to do her business when there is an encounter with a tall, pale crawler humanoid. The witness is wondering what this creature is.

I received the following account:

"I live in North Carolina, Durham specifically. My family lives in a standard two-story house in the middle of a run-of-the-mill neighborhood (lots of intersecting roads etc).

On the night of the question, my family was going to visit a relative who had given birth recently in Greensboro, so I had the house to myself.

I was getting home at around 8-9 pm and decided to bring my dog in. She stays outside in the kennel for the day until we bring her in for the night. Our house has a garage attached to the left of it, and the garage has a back door that leads into the backyard. Her kennel is just to your right as you exit the door, with a 4-5 feet clearance/path between it and the garage (there is also a bed of rock just up against the house, which will be important). She had recently been taken to the vet for her "distressed" behavior, which is why I had to stay home to be with her.

The evening went fine, I watched a movie to pass the time. I then took her out to use the bathroom before being put up for the night, around 12-1. I took her out the back garage door with her long leash (I was wearing socks and didn't feel like getting them soaked). She usually does her "business" in that little clearing between the kennel and garage, so I let her walk through it.

Our garage has a single light on the back wall (not LED or really bright) so I can see her somewhat well while she does it. She's facing me when suddenly her backside lifts almost one or two feet into the air. I assumed some wild dog or something had tried to drag her. She runs back to me and I hear rustling among the rocks and this figure stops right as it enters visible view in the light.

I've never seen anything like it in my life. "It" was tall. I'm 6'2 and I had to look slightly up to see where I thought its head was. It was pale but not white or grey, just a normal pale flesh color (like someone who spends a week or two indoors). It was lanky, not really anorexic or anything but definitely disproportionate. It looked at me for a good 1-2 seconds before it backtracked in the quickest manner I could ever replicate. As soon as it went I booked it back inside.

I was torn about calling the police if neighbors who had heard my scream hadn't. Behold almost half an hour later the police arrive in my driveway (I told them that I had seen a man in the backyard, leaving out the whole tall demon crap going on.) I have been contemplating whether it was some creature or some NBA-bound nude meth-head.

Once again, I don't count myself as a "believer" in the bigfoot or mothman but I really don't know WTF happened. I'm most definitely not taking the dog out alone anytime soon.

What the hell is was thing? Why was it in a suburban neighborhood? Should I bother telling my family when they get back?" TS

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Published on January 08, 2024 09:58

US Military Veteran's Harrowing DOGMAN Encounter - Part II

A US military & combat veteran details his trip, with a friend, to his wilderness cabin during the winter. After arriving, his ordeal with a Dogman soon starts to develop!

Part I - US Military Veteran's Harrowing DOGMAN Encounter - Part I

...I couldn't get the image of that dog face with the red eyes out of my head that night inside the safety of the cabin. My friend chattered on about how good the hike was while I listened absentmindedly I replayed over and over in my head the events of that day. My mind kept returning to the image I had seen in my rifle scope and began filling in details that I hadn't noticed in the heat of the moment of that first real look at the creature.

I finally got a few hours of sleep and slept in a bit. The next morning I woke happy to see the daylight and thinking for the first time in my life that I'd be glad to leave the cabin that day. But little did I know our last day at the cabin would turn out to be the strangest one of all.

Part II:

"After breakfast, we made a cold lunch for the drive back home. We then started cleaning the cabin interior and decommissioning all of its utilities. We had barely gotten started when we heard barking dogs in the distance.

You see, there's a poacher problem in some national parks and forests in the USA. Poachers go out of season without permits and kill wildlife for profit in the area. The prey of choice for these poachers is Bears, we call them Dog Runners. What they do is bring up a bunch of dogs to the forest and let them lose to track down Bears, then the poachers follow the dogs usually on dirt bikes. When the dogs tree the Bears or trap them in their hibernation dens the poachers then ride up and shoot and kill the Bear. Once dead they cut off the Bear's paws, cut out its gallbladder, and then leave the bulk of the bear to rot for the buzzards. The poachers then sell their Bear parts to Asian apothecaries who use the ground-up Bear claws and gallbladder to make aphrodisiacs and sell them for big money. The word around town is that a single bear can make a poacher $100,000.

When I heard the dogs and the dirt bikes in the distance I knew it had to be a bunch of Dog Runners taking advantage of the dirt road in the valley being free of ice and snow to come up and make some extra cash during the winter. The first thing I did was get on my satellite phone and call the closest ranger station. They know me as I've called many times down the years. When I told the ranger on the line what was going on he said they actually had a couple of rangers in the general area and they would radio them and send them. But that wasn't good enough to save whatever Bear the Dog Runners were running down right then and there.

I thought about what to do and I instinctively took my .357 out of its holster and fired a shot into the ground. In the distance, I heard the dog stop barking for a moment and then resume their noise. I then fired the remaining five rounds as quickly as I could into the ground again. That time, I heard the dog stop barking and the dirt bike stopped racing around. I had a couple of quick shot loaders in my pocket, so I loaded another six rounds into my revolver as quickly as I could before the dirt bike could start up again. I fired another six rounds as fast as I could into the ground again. After that, I actually heard shouting in Korean from the dirt bikers. Then I heard sounds of the dogs being cuffed around and it sounded like they were headed back to their vehicle.

Now, put yourself in their shoes. Here they were in the back of beyond doing something hugely illegal and all of a sudden they heard shots fired like a crazy person on the loose. Rather than deal with that they hightailed it out of there. They were actually playing as smart even though they were doing a really dumb thing running down bears in the wilderness.

My friend and I listened to the fading sounds of the Dog Runners. For a while after that, we heard them stop their dirt bikes, I guess to put them back on their truck. Then we heard their truck or van or whatever drive back down the dirt road. We sat outside the cabin for a while after that. About half an hour later my satellite phone rang and the ranger on the other end announced proudly we got them, we got the Dog Runners. They thanked me profusely and asked me to stop at the station on the way home to make a statement and so forth.

My friend and I sat in our folding chairs in the carport and discussed what had just gone down with the Dog Runners and I explained what I knew about them. That's when things really got really weird as if it hadn't been a weird enough week already.

First, all of a sudden, we heard a soft sound, like a very faint musical talking. It was very soft, very seductive with little tweets and clicks and what sounded like little bells and whistles. At the same time, it was a very dense noise and seemed to be coming from the east of the cabin. it was the kind of noise that just begs to be followed and investigated because it is so beautiful and you just have to know what's making it. Okay, for want of any other words to describe it, I'll call it 'Fairy Music.' Then it started to the north, then to the west. At that point, we got up from our chairs which were facing east, and walked over to the west side of the cabin. Then it started coming from the south. It was all around us. We were surrounded by these ethereal sounds from beyond that were more beautiful than anything I'd ever heard before.

My friend took a step forward and said, "Let's go see what's making that beautiful sound." But something inside me snapped and I said out loud, "Absolutely not" and I fired my revolver into the forest to the west and the instant I fired the "Fairy Music' ended. I got my instinctive gut feeling that was warning me something was terribly wrong, that we had to just avoid it. By that time I had enough of all these weird shenanigans. I told my friend that we needed to get the heck out of there.

I finished packing the Jeep and got ready to launch from the cabin. I locked the cabin up and we sat for one last time in the folding chairs. Looking out to the east at the forest and down the hill to the dirt road winding through it, all of a sudden a loud whine started from down in the direction of the road. It was loud echoing around the valley and it sounded like a huge dog in mortal life-threatening pain, like it was dying right then and there. It didn't stop. It went on and on. Then it changed to a howl of rage that went on and on and morphed into an all-out roar of furious pent-up frustration and finally ended with an abrupt yelp.

I had my handgun out the instant the howl started. As it ended the echo began dying around us. I fired one round towards the road and another howl started up to the north of us, a little less loud from a further distance away. I fired another shot in that direction and it stopped mid-howl. Another howl started to the south, also further away and I turned and shot in that direction. The howl stopped. There were three of them, three Dogmen, a pack of Dogmen and they had us pretty much surrounded. All of a sudden my friend said that sounds like a Dogman. I said, "What what the heck is a Dogman?" But I knew the instant that I uttered those words that Dogman was its name or at least the name people give to that beast.

We rapidly got in the Jeep and left the cabin and nothing else happened on the long ride back down the dirt road. Of course, we talked non-stop about Dogman and recounted the experiences of the week to one another. When I got back to the city I began researching Dogman on the internet. At first, I found very little real information. Remember, this was 5 years ago when my first Dogman encounter happened. Since then much more has come out about this beast and encounters with it have substantially increased in just a few years, from the woo woo wackadoodle new-age nut jobs claiming Dogman is just a poor lonely little Ccritter that only wants to be loved, to people who have being actually hunted by Dogman. The stories abound and there seem to be more of them each and every day.

In the end, after being hunted by a small pack of these creatures for a week in the remote wilderness, I have some final words about Dogman. It is absolutely real. How do you think Werewolf legends got started? Consider that all legends start as real and factual and they get glorified as time goes on. All legends start with the kernel of truth. Dogman could well be the creature that began the Werewolf legends. Dogman appears to be poised at the top of the food chain in the wilderness and is the apex predator on land, much like the Great White Shark or the Orca Killer Whales are in the ocean. But Dogman is almost completely unknown by mankind.

Dogman is not exactly an animal and it's obviously not a human. It is something in between. It is supremely intelligent. It has a huge brain case from what I saw of its head through my rifle scope. It is much larger than a human skull. Dogman and its fellows in the pack plotted and planned and waited for an entire week to catch me and my friend with our guard down and was finally thwarted. The frustration in its howl was as good as him screaming in words, "I lost, I lost." This beast is very intelligent and it watches, waits, and plans. It was obviously aware of the power of firearms. Even so, after hearing and watching me discharge my sidearm multiple times during the Dog Runner incident it somehow manifested the beautiful music to lure us away from the cabin and our cache of firearms.

I will close this letter now with this final word. Please remember, Dogman is not evil because it is a predator and preys on other animals. Dogman is evil because it can plot and plan to kill humans like it did with me and my friend for an entire week. It didn't need me for meat or sustenance. It did it because it thought it could win. It did it as an exercise. Anything that kills for so small a reason does so simply because it can. That is evil.

That was just my first Dogman encounter and I've had many more. I hope someday to share them with you. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest."

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January 7, 2024

Witness Watches THUNDERBIRDS Ascend Into Clouds Before Heavy Rain Storm

A man and his wife took a cruise to the Caribbean, stopping in Puerto Rico. They were at the beach when he saw 2 massive birds ascend into the clouds, followed by a heavy rain storm.

I received the following account:

“You know that Indian folklore in part tells the truth. I'll explain. Back in December 2001 to be exact, I went on a cruise to the Caribbean. It was a Royal Caribbean cruise. On our third or fourth day, we landed in Puerto Rico.

One hour into port, a group of ten of us got a tour guide for just about an hour. Well, the tour guide was explaining spots of interest on the island, but since it was like a rainy-overcast day, he said that it wouldn't be possible to visit those sites. He took us to the beach in San Juan.

We all got out, the sun was out just for like 20 minutes. I was married to my ex-wife at the time and I was taking pictures of her just a couple feet from our tour bus. Well, I saw the clouds coming in, the cloud was shaped almost like an arrow, and at the tip of the arrow were two giant birds. They both had white rings on their necks, one was way larger, and the other one was about the size of a Cessna propeller airplane.

I yelled to the tour guide to look up at the clouds and repeated to all the members to look up, but by that time, the two giant birds went straight up higher than the clouds. Then the rain came down and we quickly got into the bus. Nobody believed me. I took pictures of the cloud. I still have them, but the birds weren't in the view.

Indian legend says these birds bring rain clouds to villages that are in need of rain for planting their harvest. In a way the Indians were right." MP

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Pennsylvania Resident Observes Multiple BIGFOOT Outside His Home in Centre County

A Centre County, Pennsylvania resident was at home. While looking out a window, toward a pasture, he observed a tall hairy creature that was soon joined by two other creatures.

In the mid-1980s, I was told about an encounter that occurred not too far from State College, Pennsylvania (Centre County). A 19-year-old local resident happened to be looking out his bedroom window which provided an excellent view of a pasture just west of his house. It was early morning (about 6:30 am local time) but there was plenty of light to see clearly. He was in the process of getting ready for work.

When he looked out the window, he noticed a tall, hairy creature walking in the pasture, coming from the north. The creature was taking long smooth strides and its arms moved back and forth as a human would. It did not appear to have a neck but was capable of turning its head as it was constantly looking around. Except for the face, the creature was covered entirely with brown or black medium-length hair. The witness was able to see the face and noticed that the forehead protruded distinctly. Also, it appeared the nose was wide and pushed close to the face. The height was approximately eight feet.

As the witness observed, the creature continued walking until it was south of the house. Suddenly, the creature stopped walking when the witness noticed 2 other similar creatures join it. Both were about about a foot shorter than the first. At this point, one of the creatures reached down and picked up a piece of lumber that was part of a new shed being built. The larger creature started walking swiftly towards the house until it was within 50 feet of the residence. It stopped suddenly, made a few loud grunting sounds, and glared toward the window from where the witness was watching.

The witness ducked and crawled to the far end of the bedroom. After a few minutes, the witness got up and looked out the window. The creatures were gone. Later that day, the witness and a friend discovered large unusual tracks in the pasture.

It's not known if this incident was ever reported but I do know that at least one local police officer knew what had happened and confirmed it with me. He seemed to be convinced that the witness was upstanding and honest but very private. The witness did move away from the area not long after the encounter fearing that the creatures would harm him.

NOTE: This account was told to me by a woman who worked with the witness as well as the referenced police officer. I was in the area (Huntingdon, PA) investigating a haunting at the time and happened to come in contact with her. She did say that there were Bigfoot sightings before and after this incident. Lon

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US Military Veteran's Harrowing DOGMAN Encounter - Part I

A US military & combat veteran details his trip, with a friend, to his wilderness cabin during the winter. After arriving, his ordeal with a Dogman soon starts to develop!

"Let me preface this letter with a quick description of my background. I am a retired military veteran with three decades of active duty serving my country and its citizens. I've been honored and privileged to be in command on many occasions during my career and have seen both the bounty of peaceful time and the horror of all-out war. You name it I've probably seen it and been through it in the US military. I do not write this to impress, I merely wish to state the facts so that you may judge the accuracy of what I'm about to tell you.

So, now, the facts as I know them to be my first face-to-face encounter with Dogman. It was 5 years ago in 2019 and there have been more since then my first Dogman experience took place in the western United States. I have a cabin in a national forest which is nestled in a beautiful valley located 50 miles up a dirt road at a fairly high elevation and is only accessible from late spring to late fall depending on how early or late the snowfall is each year. Most years it is impossible to get to the cabin from Thanksgiving through Labor Day due to heavy snow and ice on the dirt road that runs up to that part of the national forest. But four years ago in January, there was no snow, and since it is rare to be able to go there at that time of year, a friend and I decided to risk it and go up for New Year and planned on staying a week or so. We decided that if snow started falling while we were there, we'd retreat from it quickly and drive out in time before the road became impassible and safely make it down the mountain.

We launched from the city, got to the cabin around midday, and found there were a few inches of snow on the ground around it. Ever alert for animal tracks and prints I examined the snow for them I found bear, deer, cougar prints, and something else I was unfamiliar with and had never seen before. I now know that they were Dogman tracks. Not knowing what the Dogman track were at the time I first saw them I filed them away in my mind as a new experience and a new bit of data. Then my friend and I began powering up and commissioning the cabin, turning on the power and the water and the gas. The cabin has living quarters on one side and a huge garage with two huge aircraft-style hangar doors to slide open. I unlocked and opened the hangar doors about 6 feet wide. Then my friend and I began unloading the supplies from my Jeep parked in the carport and took them through the hanger and into the cabin proper.

As the afternoon progressed we settled in, restocked the cabin supplies, and cleaned a bit here and there. I never go unarmed into that wilderness, so one of the first things I like to do when I get to the cabin is to lay out whatever weapons I have brought with me on a big table out in the hangar. I did this and checked and loaded all the weapons. I also turned on and stocked the gas-powered refrigerator which I keep out in the hangar with some of the food I had brought that needed to be kept cooled. Then I returned inside the cabin proper and settled in for an adult libation and an afternoon and bull session with my friend.

After a bit of telling stories between ourselves, I noticed the sun had set behind the mountains and it was beginning to get dark outside. It was time to begin prepping for dinner I told my friend I would get some steaks out of the fridge in the hangar and went to do so. That's when something completely unexpected happened.

As I walked through the door from the cabin into the hangar I took one-two-three steps and froze. I was being 'sighted' by something outside. It was staring at me through the open hangar doors with murderous intent. In that split second, all the hair on the back of my neck and arms stood straight up and I started getting what I call my 'gut warning.' I've only gotten those before when flying into live fire from the ground or when in other combat situations in wartime. Yet, here I was in the middle of the American wilderness getting the very same well-known sensation stronger than ever.

I was pretty certain that it was not a human. I didn't freeze but my brain began racing. Instead of walking to the fridge I quickly went over to the weapons table, picked up a large gauge handgun, checked if it was loaded, and stuck it in my belt. Then I picked up one of the already loaded rifles. Once armed I then advanced towards the open hangar doors with the rifle in my hands. I got to the open hangar doors I raised the rifle and started appraising the situation through its scope, swinging it to the left and to the right. It was so dark by then that I could see little but vague tree shapes and the blobs of bushes outside in the forest.

Then suddenly, as I swung the rifle to the right, the feeling of being intently watched switched off, like flipping a light switch off. I stood there for a bit waiting for the tingle of my intuitive gut warning sign to reappear. After a little while the feeling of being watched didn't return, so I closed and locked the hanger doors, grabbed some dinner steaks from the fridge, and went back inside.

Later that night after dinner and KP duty I armed myself, opened the cabin door, and stood in the doorway. As soon as I did the feeling of being watched started up again, only not as intense as the first time. I stood there for a while and then once again the feeling of being watched switched off like a switch. The rest of the evening I turned the sequence of events around and around in my head but could not make any sense of this creature. It just didn't add up. Could it have been a murderous bear that had gotten a taste for "long pig' (human flesh)?

All of these thoughts and more went through my mind as I sat there gazing at the wood stove fire in front of me inside the cabin and eventually, I gave up obsessing about it. I told my friend we should hit our racks so we turned in and slept straight through the night with no further incidents. You're probably asking why I didn't leave the cabin the next day. All I can say is that I am perhaps a little too stubborn and have never believed in retreat of any kind. To me, that is paying for the same ground twice and you have to remember that I've been going to my cabin for 20 years now and have never experienced anything like being watched or hunted. Not ever, not even close.

The next morning we did the usual shower and shave routine and while having a cup of coffee outside in the carport the feeling of being watched returned, only it was weaker, as if it was from a distance. As the feeling of being watched returned I still couldn't make heads or tails of the situation I found myself in, but I was adapting as fast as I could. So, I told my friend we would be staying close to the cabin for the duration of our stay. I didn't want to take any chances with this new unknown threat so I told my friend that I was concerned about bears in the area. My friend took this at face value and agreed to stay close to the cabin and its immediate grounds for the duration of our stay.

In the days that followed, I got the sensation of being watched from time to time during the day but it was always weak and seemed to be from far away. But every time I opened the cabin door at night and stood there looking out into the night the feeling returned very strong and very close, like it was that very first night inside the partially open hanger doors. I forgot to mention that I have a pair of Generation 3 military night vision goggles I use these every night when standing at the cabin door looking for whatever was outside watching us. Each and every time I put the goggles on the feeling of being watched switched off as I explained earlier. This whole situation was darn peculiar and I just couldn't explain any of it in a rational way that made sense. All I knew was my training from the past and that if I stuck to that then my friend and I would be okay. if I developed a plan for the day I felt it would be all right and after all, we had plenty of weapons and food.

The procedure I settled on was simple. Don't go outside at night, don't leave any doors open, and stay very close to the cabin at all times. Most of the time we sat in the carport on folding camping chairs just shooting the breeze. Also, keep yourself armed and have extra firearms close at hand, and, most important, never ever go anywhere alone.

By midweek, after being at the cabin for 4 days, we began to get used to this 'watcher' because it too was following a set of rules and never came into sight. It stayed a certain distance from the cabin. It made absolutely no noise at any time at night it came closer and stared at the cabin and waited for me to open the door and look around. As soon as I used the night vision goggles it took off and so forth and so on.

On the fourth day at the cabin, my friend insisted on going on a hike. I sensed that I would have the opportunity to figure out who the 'watcher' was. I was using my friend as bait, for what I was mentally calling the 'watcher,' but I really wanted to know what this thing was. I figured my friend would be safe with me well-armed and watching them from a distance. So we agreed that he would hike down the dirt road for a short distance and then come back. My friend got ready to go, excited to get away from the cabin for a spell. I armed myself well. I holstered and put a large-bore revolver on each hip. I double-checked the load on my AR-15 and slung it in front of me. Then, at the last moment, I don't know why, I slung my old trusty full auto machine gun on my back. It is what you might call the spoils of war and has never failed me in the past.

My friend was ready to launch down the road and I was just as ready to watch him do so. He took off and I watched as he walked down the cabin access road to the main dirt road. As soon as he was out of sight I jogged over to a null that had a commanding view of the road and the entire valley and worked my way into some old-growth bushes. From there I watched as my friend started going down the road and within an instant I saw something else just off the road behind my friend. It was big and black and stood upright on two legs and it was fast! It had a weird flippy-floppy zig-zagging gait but it zipped from tree to tree incredibly fast, following my friend as he walked down the road. In an instant, I knew that this thing was the 'watcher' that had been spying and watching us all week, and it was not a bear. I raised my rifle and tried to see it through the scope.

My first glimpse of it was its head and upper body. It had the head of a dog. I swear it had the head of a huge dog! A little stunned I suddenly remembered my training and lowered my rifle sight to its legs. I saw huge muscular legs like those you would see on an Olympic heavyweight lifter. Its short dense black fur became sparse going down to its feet and those toes had huge curved talons, not nails. They weren't quite as big as the Velociraptor dinosaur talons from the Jurassic Park movies that everyone in the Western world has seen but they were almost as big and they looked incredibly lethal, like overkill, lethal in a split second! I took this all in. Then I pulled the rifle back up to sight on its head and chest and it was staring back at me, staring directly at me from about 100 yards away. I got a good look as it stared at me. It had a huge head, I would say much bigger than a human. It had short smooth black fur and a huge jaw that was slightly parted. I saw large white canine teeth in its mouth. Its eyes were deep dark red and, as I watched, it started to squint its eyes and really got a good look at me. The longer I looked at it and it looked back at me my brain tried to compare it to other dogs I've seen in my life. To me, its head looked like a cross between a German Shepherd and a Black Lab, but it was huge, absolutely huge! I got the sense that this thing was mean and pissed off!

I instinctively decided to shoot it. Just as I put my finger on the trigger of my AR and was about to pull it I was interrupted by the noise of a vehicle coming up the dirt road in the distance. I stopped sitting on the beast for an instant and looked down the road and then I swung my gaze back to the beast. It was gone. I lowered my rifle and scanned for it, and I couldn't believe what I saw. It was running away, faster than anything I've ever seen run. It ran through the trees so fast it was a blur and was running on two legs. Then it burst out of the tree line and went to all four limbs and actually increased its speed. It started going through a boulder field and then took off upslope at such a terrific speed that I remember saying to myself out loud, "You've got to be kidding me, nothing runs that fast!" I watched as it got to the steep granite mountainside across the valley and it just went straight up it, seemingly floating over the rock, it was so fast and it was gone in seconds.

I tried to process what I had seen. As the vehicle came up the road it was a US Forest Service Jeep with a ranger inside making his rounds for the week. The ranger stopped and talked to my friend down in the road and I watched as they chatted away. Eventually, my friend finished talking to the ranger, then he started up his Jeep and drove off. My friend started hiking back to the cabin.

When my friend returned to the cabin it was late in the day and I told them we'd be leaving the next day. Obviously, I walked around outside the cabin heavily armed after that. A little while later I noticed the ranger in his Jeep parked down at my access road gate. I walked down there to chat as I've known that guy for about the past 10 years. We talked about nothing for a few moments and then I said, "Hey, have you ever seen or heard reports of a huge dog running around these parts?" The guy looked at me oddly and very coldly said, "We don't talk about that stuff." Without another word, he started his Jeep and drove off as I was in the middle of saying, "What do you mean? What aren't you saying? What's going on?" I look back up the road thinking to myself what the heck is going on up here? It's never been like this before and so forth. I walked back to the cabin.

I couldn't get the image of that dog face with the red eyes out of my head that night inside the safety of the cabin. My friend chattered on about how good the hike was while I listened absentmindedly I replayed over and over in my head the events of that day. My mind kept returning to the image I had seen in my rifle scope and began filling in details that I hadn't noticed in the heat of the moment of that first real look at the creature.

NOTE: I'm going to post this account in two parts. I'll post Part II tomorrow. Thanks for reading. Lon

Transcribed Source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bh-47GNUowY

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Published on January 07, 2024 10:46

RECENT PHOTOS! Is There a MONSTER Living in Moosehead Lake, Maine?

A reader, who is currently vacationing on Moosehead Lake, Maine, was taking a walk along the lake when she noticed a large greyish-blue, smooth-skinned creature break the surface.

I recently received the following account on 1/6/2024:

"Good evening Lon!

I'm currently on vacation in Northern Maine, at some family's houses near Moosehead Lake.

Earlier this morning, I was walking along the edge of the lake and saw a large animal (?) surface briefly. Managed to take three photos I'm sending your way.

It was a greyish-blue, with no real identifiable traits. Skin looked smooth, and had some lighter stripes. At least two of them, right next to each other. That surfacing was really short and then they disappeared.

I do not believe these are fish or seals, but I can't confidently rule anything out. Hopefully, you will be able to spread the word and maybe get something more conclusive.

If you want more information let me know! Apologies for the blurry photographs, going to attempt some better stuff tomorrow, maybe I'll see something.

Thank you for your time, best wishes, L"

NOTE: Moosehead Lake is located in west-central Maine, and is a landlocked body of water. It is approximately 120 miles southeast of the St. Lawrence Seaway and 125 miles northwest of the Atlantic Ocean. There are no rivers or other waterways connecting the lake to ocean sources.

The known fish species in the lake consist of Landlocked salmon, Lake trout, Brook trout, Round whitefish, Rainbow smelt, Smallmouth bass, White perch, Yellow perch, Longnose sucker, White sucker, Rompout (bullhead), and Burbot (cusk).

There have been rumors of a Wendigo haunting the lake area traditionally, but as far as a lake monster, I couldn't find any substantial references. Lon

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January 6, 2024

Truck Driver Encounters 'FACELESS MAN' on I-80 in Illinois!

Nate in Indianapolis, Indiana called in to tell of something strange he saw while driving a truck one night. Imagine encountering a faceless man who is standing along the highway!

“I'm a truck driver and I was heading east on I-80 up through to Illinois. I had stayed the night, well, the afternoon in Des Moines, Iowa to get some sleep. I got a fresh eight hours of sleep and I had just got on the road.

It was about dusk and the sun was just about to set. I was driving and I saw a figure just ahead of me on I-80 and it was right on the side of the road. When I say right on the side of the road, I don't mean in the grass. Its toes were right on the white line. I slowed down a little bit to kind of see what was going on there and maybe avoid it. When I got about fifty yards from it, I got down to about 50 miles per hour and I could see it clearly. I had my brights on and everything.

It was a man. Well, it looked like a man about maybe 5'9" or 5'10". Couldn't have been more than a hundred pounds soaking wet. And when I got up to him he looked at me and, I kid you not, he had no eyes, no mouth, no nostrils. There was no orifice on his face. He was pale white. No hair. No features whatsoever. There was a... it looked like a skeleton with bleached white skin. He was just kind of standing there facing me.

I slowed down and as soon as I saw his face, he looked up at me. Boy, I flipped the hammer down from Illinois all the way to Chicago. I never looked back. My blood ran cold. My hair stood up. It was one of the most disturbing things I've ever seen in my life.”

Source: Coast To Coast AM - July 15, 2016

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