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Fortean Feature: Incident at 'Skinwalker Valley,' Utah

A Ute boy received a first-hand look at the strange activity occurring in Skinwalker Valley, Utah
I received the following account from a native Ute who lives in central Utah:

Hi - I am about to tell you a story that's absolutely true. My grandpa lived in Myton, Utah and he told stories about skinwalkers and how they could take the form of any animal or anyone you knew. I asked him one day "Did you ever meet one?" He told me "Yes." I asked "When?" "A very long time ago, before you were even born. Before your mother was born. It was when I was young and foolish. I went to the valley...the Skinwalker Valley. It's a valley where life never enters...not even the crows, the very guardians of death, will never go there. They too fear the evil that lives out there." He continued with his story. "I went out there to show people that nothing evil existed in the valley...nothing but their fears. But I was wrong."

He went on that he had gone to the Skinwalker Valley, in his old red Ford truck, to prove to everyone that what they thought they knew were just stories used to scare them. When he reached the valley, he remembered the grass was black as if it had been burned and survived the fire. The trees looked dead, but were still alive. He told me he had seen a house not far from where he stood. It was old and the roof was caved in. The door was gone, so he walked towards it. There were strange marks on the sides of the house. Animal skeletons were strewn about around the property, as if it were a sacred burial ground. Then he heard her...his grandmother. She had died long ago, but he heard her. The spirits were calling for him, for his life, for his skin, for his blood, for his soul. They were the lost souls they could change form...from man to beast. They chased and scared him...and told him that they would never forget him.

Whenever I visited my grandpa he would show me something that was brand new, but had been broken the next day. These spirits would kill his animals, so he finally stopped keeping his dogs outside. It got to the point where I snapped at him...telling him that his stories were lies. I told him, "prove it!" He turned around and pulled his shirt up. All I could do was gasp as I looked at his back. It was torn here and there, not one part of his back was unmarked. There were wide claw marks...too straight and to far apart to be made by a human.

I was scared and started to cry. I remember my mother running to see what was the matter. She screamed and ranted at grandpa as she held me, but he did nothing but stare at the field across the road from his house. She finally gave up and carried me inside. But as I looked over my mother's shoulder, I saw it. A large black dog with white eyes. It was watching grandpa and he was watching it as if waiting for it to attack him. It never did. I never saw that dog again.

My grandpa died 2 months later. The doctors said his heart gave out, but I knew that was a lie. His arm had fresh claw marks. That was 42 years ago.

No one has ever believed me, but it's a true event. So I'll tell you, so that the world will know. Never look into a skinwalker's eyes...it will never forget you. If you do, sooner or later it will have your soul. You can fight and refuse to give into the skinwalker's power...but if that is the case, then I hope you're not afraid to die. Anonymous

Hey folks. I ask you to consider a donation to Phantoms & Monsters. Yes, I do receive some funds through books and advertising, but it is not always enough to cover expenses - which include my Google advertising costs (soliciting reports), Arcane Radio fees, research access costs, etc. If you are interested in helping out, you can use the PayPal donation buttons on the blog and newsletter or go directly to PayPal.com and use my email lonstrickler@phantomsandmonsters.com as the recipient. You can also make a donation through Facebook Messenger. Thanks for your continued support. Lon




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'Dogman' Attacks Teen at Abandoned Hospital in Kentucky

An infamous abandoned hospital in Maysville, Kentucky is the scene of an apparent attack by a 'Dogman' almost a decade ago
I recently came across the following account:

I live in southern Ohio near the Ohio River. Myself and a few friends decided to go explore the abandoned hospital that backed up to a giant hill and large forest across the river in Maysville, Kentucky. It was a local spot for dumb teenagers to go and scare each other and play grab ass with their girlfriends. So running into other people wasn't uncommon but you could usually tell if other people were there because there would be cars parked near it. That being said on this night we were the only dumb teenagers there.

The moment we got out of the car though everything felt wrong. We knew we weren't allowed to be there because the building was condemned, but this felt like we were actually in danger. Which of course we always were because it was condemned, but it just felt different. Now by this point I had been to Hayswood Hospital 20 times or so and I was familiar with the layout.

Once the 3 of us had gotten inside we had been there about 45 minutes. We split up to tag some different places and explore. I went to go take pictures of the morgue in the basement and to see if I could photograph any orbs or anything really cool. I had been in the morgue for about 10 minutes when I smelled the most foul odor I've ever smelled. It was rot.

I don't know what it was that was rotting. I imagine it was a large dog or a coyote but all I could make out was it was about 40 pounds of rotting meat. I had just started to look at the meat chunk when I heard the slam of a steel door and what sounded like running through puddles of water. This meant whatever it was it was in the basement with me because the floor had about 3 inches of water standing in it.

So naturally I figured it was my friend's playing a prank on me. That was when I decided to get them back, and scare them before they could scare me. Now the way the morgue was set up you could actually climb on top of the coolers they used to store the bodies. So I hopped up there and laid in wait to scare the sh*t out of my friend. I had been there no more than a minute when I heard screaming.

Now I've known my friends my entire life, which at this point had been 19 years. I've never heard screaming like this. The screaming stopped and I heard hard footsteps running above me and what I can best describe as pounding. Now I'd be lying if I said I wasn't freaking out a little because this wasn't like my friends. It was usually hide behind a corner and jump out and go "got ya." This was different. This was dread I was starting to feel.

As I continued to lay there, about 5 minutes passed when I heard panting and footsteps in the water. They were getting closer. That was when I smelled wet dog. But it wasn't just wet dog I was smelling. I was smelling that same smell of rot too. Then another steel door slammed and I could tell it was the same door I passed before I got to the morgue door. The panting was even louder now and honestly it sounded more like labored breathing and sniffing.

Now at this point I'm terrified. I'm trying to slowly back away from the edge of the cooler I'm on so I can slip behind the wall the cooler backs up to and drop into the boiler room. I'm almost to the end of the cooler when I hear the morgue door slam open and break the tiles on the wall with the door handle. I'm less than 35 feet from whatever is panting and smelling like death, and all I can do is think run, run, run! I could hear the sniffing and then I heard the deepest most menacing growl I've ever heard. The movies and shows don't do justice to just how deep and rough a growl of this size sounds.

It was sniffing me out. it was actually smelling where I had been. I dropped down behind the wall in the boiler room. I thanked god the door that connected the morgue was blocked with old gurneys and a locker on its side, which I thought would stop this thing from getting in. I was wrong so very wrong. I hadn't been in the boiler room 30 seconds before I heard the pounding / scratching on the steel door. It sounded like Freddy Kruger was trying to carve his way through the steel door. Then I heard the sound that still haunts me to this day. It howled and I mean it bellowed a howl so loud I had to cover my ears.

Now on the other side of the boiler room was the access to the generator and the dock doors trucks used to unload and the hillside that lead to the woods. When I reached the other side of the room I could hear this thing slamming into the door and knocking the lockers away and the gurneys. I opened the door to the dock room and when I looked back I saw the arm of this creature sticking through the opening it had made and it was like a horror movie.

It was a gray and brown mass of fur. It looked like a human arm but it didn't because the hand was all wrong. The hand had five digits but the claws would have made a bear run in fear. I slammed the door behind me and ran for the dock doors. The dock doors wouldn't budge and I could hear the gurneys overturning and the lockers sliding on the floor. It was getting through and the only thing between me and it now was a single door. I ran to one of the windows by the dock doors and proceeded to bust it out which mangled my hand from the glass. Then as I was pulling myself through the window I heard the door get slammed into and one of the hinges completely flew off the door and hit the wall. I tumbled out of the window and hit the cold wet ground. When I stood up I saw it in the doorway.

Now I'm 6'4 and 250 lbs. Not little by any means, and this thing took up the entire doorway, an 8 foot tall 3 foot wide door. It was covered head to toe in gray brown fur. It had a very narrow snout, almost like a Doberman Pinscher and its ears were just barely visible because of the doorway. But I could tell they were pointing up just like a dog. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was completely paralyzed. This thing was staring right into my soul. Then it snarled and that woke me from my disbelief of what I was seeing. I turned and ran. I ran up the hill into the woods to get around the hospital to get back to the street where the car was parked. I hadn't made it 25 feet when I heard it clawing to get out the window. I knew I would never make it to the car this way.

So I ran back towards the hospital where the fire escape ladder was. I had used the ladder before to climb to the roof to take pictures of the entire town. I completely skipped the first 3 rungs on the ladder and was now inside the enclosed part of the fire escape. Again this thing howled and I could feel waves of pure terror filling my body. My hand was killing me at this point and I was getting blood on everything. Just as I was reaching the first floor window I could climb into, this thing slammed into the fire escape ladder, knocking me down a couple rungs. It leaped onto the outside of the fire escape and began clawing at my feet. Just as I reached the window I felt it. Pain like nothing I've ever felt. It had grabbed just above my ankle and yanked, and in doing so shredded my boot the end of my jeans and into my flesh. I was able to pull myself into the first floor window and I heard it push itself off the fire escape and head back the way it came.

I'm now dragging my left leg and trying to keep my right hand in my hoodie pocket. The entrance we came in from is only about 150 feet away down the main hall and around a left turn. As I'm half way down the hall I hear the steel doors slamming again. I'm dragging myself down the hall just trying to stay focused on getting out of this hell hole. Then the howling starts again and I can hear it getting closer. I make the turn and hear the pounding coming up the stairs from the basement. I make it to the entrance and hear the patting of hands and feet on the floor. I made the mistake of looking back just as it rounded the corner and it was running on all fours like a real dog! I bolted down the hill towards the street where the car was parked and realized the car was gone! They left me! My only way of escape was gone!

I just zoned out and kept running down the hill. My leg was throbbing, my hand was in agony and all I could think was I'm going to be fucking dog kibble. Finally I made it to the first house I could find and ran full force into the door and began pounding on it like a crazy person. Thank god this little old lady was home because she opened the door and I literally fell inside. Just before I kicked the door closed standing up on 2 legs at the end of her driveway was this monster. I broke down in tears, I didn't know what to do. Luckily the old lady had called the cops because a crazy person who was bleeding everywhere just fell into her home.

When the cops got there and asked me what happened I told them the same thing I've said here. Of course they didn't believe me and thought I was on drugs. The EMT's took me to the hospital and when they did blood work and found no substance in my system, they then concluded I was attacked by a wild dog. I ended up with 36 stitches in my leg and 17 in my hand. I had to get rabies shots and tell the local wildlife officer my story. He informed me that they had reports of wild dog packs running around the outside of town ransacking garbage cans and killing some of the local pets. I informed him that it wasn't a pack of wild dogs and it was a giant dogman. But they all just thought I was crazy. The only thing I had in my favor was the claw mark on my leg. Even the doctor's were confused about how a wild dog could make a mark like that.

Now you know my story and you know why I absolutely know we are not at the top of the food chain. I've never been back to Hayswood Hospital and I've deterred anyone from ever going there. That experience has haunted me for the last 11 years of my life, it has made me into the over cautious man I am. I always have to know where every exit is when I walk into a building and I ALWAYS know where large clumps of woods are. This experience changed me forever and it changed the way I look at the world we live in. Just because we all haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist it just means some people haven't been hunted for their life. I have no doubt what stalked me that night was the dogman, I know it in my bones. IM

NOTE: I'm trying to verify this account. I plan to file a FOIA request if I can get the exact date of the incident. So far, the eyewitness hasn't gotten back to me, but it's only been a few days since I received the account. If I do find any further information, I will post here. Lon


Hey folks. I ask you to consider a donation to Phantoms & Monsters. Yes, I do receive some funds through books and advertising, but it is not always enough to cover expenses - which include my Google advertising costs (soliciting reports), Arcane Radio fees, research access costs, etc. If you are interested in helping out, you can use the PayPal donation buttons on the blog and newsletter or go directly to PayPal.com and use my email lonstrickler@phantomsandmonsters.com as the recipient. You can also make a donation through Facebook Messenger. Thanks for your continued support. Lon




Please note: Amazon Associates has recently changed their policy concerning the use of product links. I am no longer allowed to use product links in the email newsletter, which will make it increasingly harder to monetize Phantoms & Monsters. I don't know how much this is going to affect the bottomline, but it may be significant. I'm counting on the readers for their continued support. Thanks...Lon
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Massive Upright 'Werewolf' Observed Near Denmark, Wisconsin

An eyewitness recalls his sighting of a massive werewolf-like cryptid when he was a boy in 2005. It occurred in the fields and woodlands near Denmark, Wisconsin
The following account was recently forwarded to me:

I'd like to share an encounter I had in 2005. I was 12 years old at the time and it happened on my grandparents property, out in the country near Denmark, which is southeast of Green Bay, Wisconsin. The area has a lot of farmland, with patches of woods.

My grandparents own a few acres of land, and on the far right corner of their yard there's a thick patch of woods and swamp that goes on for a bit before hitting another farm field. I was standing on the back deck, shooting cans with my BB gun. It was a hot and muggy morning in July, and all morning I just had a really eerie feeling that I couldn't shake. It was like I was being watched but every time I'd look around the yard I never saw anything.

I just kept going back to shooting cans when I felt the feeling again. I started scanning the treeline of the woods this time and that's when I saw it. It was standing next to a tree, and it was absolutely massive. When I got older I went back to that tree and tried to get an estimate on the height. I'd say it was 7 to 7 and a half feet tall. The only way I can compare the body is to that of Arnold Schwarzenegger's! it's unreal how big its shoulders, arms and chest were. It was covered in grey fur, that was really shaggy and thick on its shoulders and down part of its body.

I know when people describe dogman, you hear a lot of. "It looked like a timberwolf standing on two legs." or "It had the head of a German Shepherd." This was not like that at all. The head and face looked like a werewolf. It had pointed ears on top of its head, its eyes were yellow and almost seemed to glow even in the daylight. It was snarling with its lips open and it almost seemed to be smiling. The look and smile on this thing's face was pure evil. Sinister is the only way I can describe it. I don't recall if it had a tail or not. I feel like the legs looked like that of a human's and not bent like a dogs. However I was mostly looking at the head/body.

After what had to be only about 10 seconds (it seemed longer), without warning it broke eye contact with me, and took off sprinting to its right. It went through some really thick brush, emerged farther down the treeline, and took off into the woods. The thing is, no person could clear what it cleared in the time that it did. It was seconds that it ran probably a good 50-60 yards, and it was all thick brush through there.

Being absolutely terrified, I went back in the house and didn't go outside the rest of the day. My aunt came up to me later and said, "I heard some strange things outside last night. I've been meaning to tell you but I didn't want to freak you out." I didn't tell her what I saw thinking she'd think I was crazy or making it up, but I insisted she tell me. She said she heard a loud growling and snarling walking around the house the previous night, unlike anything she's ever heard before.

I still visit my grandparents quite often and haven't seen anything since. I haven't heard of any other reports from the area, but I know there was a Bigfoot seen crossing the road nearby in the 60's or 70's. ST

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Huge 'Dogman' Quadruped Seen Multiple Times in Southeast Tennessee

An eyewitness in southeast Tennessee is seeking information on what he describes as a 'Dogman.' The beast is humanoid in shape, huge in size and a quadruped.

I need help figuring out what is happening in my neighborhood.

I live in a very secluded small town in southeast Tennessee. It's really peaceful during the day, but it gets a somewhat strange at night. There's a few houses on my road, but for the most part it's only trees. There are a few recurring events that are all pretty spooky, but the main one is what my friends and I call the Dogman, for lack of a better name. I've only seen it twice in my life. I've lived in this part of town for three years.

The Dogman has a body shaped like that of a scrawny human. Its bones are very visible. It has fur, but only in patches over its body. Sort of like a dog with mange. Though it has the bodily proportions of a person, it has the head of a dog, and can run extremely fast. Also, it's f*cking huge. It is quadrupedal.

To preface, my room is at the front of the house. Our front yard is the size of a field. I have the biggest window in the house in my bedroom and it faces the front yard. I do not have blinds over my window and my bed is in front of it.

The first time I saw the Dogman, it was late at night and I was sitting in bed. I saw it running through my yard. Shortly after, my cat (who was an indoor/outdoor cat at the time) came inside growling. The cat was found dead across the creek near my yard this July. He had no visible injuries and was very young and healthy. We still don't know how he died.

The second time I saw it was earlier this evening. My friend and I were sitting on my porch. We noticed a very large, moving mass on the base of the mountain, which we live right in front of. We decided to get a closer look. My friend stayed behind to watch as my grandfather and I drove down the road to the base of the mountain. I didn't want to drive there alone. As we got near, we stopped in front of the mass. It was a tree. Something then sprinted out from behind it and into the woods to the right of us. There's absolutely no doubt in my mind it was the Dogman.

If you have any ideas as to what this is, or how I can go about finding out more about it, I'd love to hear it. This is really freaking us out. SR

Hey folks. I ask you to consider a donation to Phantoms & Monsters. Yes, I do receive some funds through books and advertising, but it is not always enough to cover expenses - which include my Google advertising costs (soliciting reports), Arcane Radio fees, research access costs, etc. If you are interested in helping out, you can use the PayPal donation buttons on the blog and newsletter or go directly to PayPal.com and use my email lonstrickler@phantomsandmonsters.com as the recipient. You can also make a donation through Facebook Messenger. Thanks for your continued support. Lon




Please note: Amazon Associates has recently changed their policy concerning the use of product links. I am no longer allowed to use product links in the email newsletter, which will make it increasingly harder to monetize Phantoms & Monsters. I don't know how much this is going to affect the bottomline, but it may be significant. I'm counting on the readers for their continued support. Thanks...Lon
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Was My Bigfoot Encounter Related to a Government Conspiracy?

My Bigfoot encounter in May 1981 near Sykesville, Maryland may be related to a conspiracy that involved government intervention and possible experimentation
Over the past years and since my appearance on 'Monsters and Mysteries in America' was first aired, I've received many inquiries concerning my encounter on May 9, 1981 near Sykesville, MD. To be honest, I've had a few lingering questions about my sighting as well. In particular, 'What did I actually see?' Was it a Bigfoot...or something else? At the time, I called it a 'Bigfoot' because, frankly, that was the only way I could have described it. It wasn't human and it wasn't an ape. I have tried to comprehend exactly what it was I witnessed.

One of the more consistent questions I have received concerns the quick reaction by officials after my phone call to local police. I feel that this being had been under close surveillance at the time I witnessed it. The only two scenarios that I feel may be plausible are either: 1) there were other witnesses that made reports earlier that day (in nearby Marriottsville, MD) and officials were already looking for it or, 2) this being had escaped from an unknown location.

The Sykesville Police Dept. have no records of what happened that day. No phone logs and no reports. In fact, the local police have no records of the '1973 Sykesville Monster' incidents either. I have made FOIA inquiries to all agencies who I feel where involved. No information has ever been forwarded to me.

In May 2014 I received a phone call from an investigator who lives in Maryland. We set up an interview for that evening.

The first question to me was, 'Have you ever heard of a location in the Sykesville area referred to as 'the monkey house?' Apparently, one of the witnesses from 1973 had made a comment at the time that 'it (the Sykesville Monster) was probably from the monkey house.' None of the witnesses I talked to in 1981, after my encounter, ever mentioned 'the monkey house.'

I then made a few inquiries in reference to 'the monkey house.' According to one source, the original witness may have been referring to a two-story building that once stood near the present-day police & correctional training facility on Slacks Rd., which was located just south of the former sprawling Springfield Hospital Center. This building was officially designated as a laundry facility used by the state hospital. I recall the building and from what I remembered, it had significant security around it. I was told, at the time, that correctional inmates were kept there to launder clothing and linens as part of a work detail. Many locals questioned this explanation because it just didn't seem right. The moniker 'monkey house' may have been used, for the most part, by people who worked at Springfield. The building was eventually razed and replaced by a residential community.

The investigator stated that he was ex-USAF and had worked at a government facility north of Baltimore in Harford County in the early 1980's. I'm not going to name the location, but it does still exist. He was part of a group of ex-military who were employed to perform general work around the facility. On one particularly hot & humid day, he and the crew were working outside of a specific building at this government facility. They had been told that they could walk inside the building if they needed a quick break & a drink of water. He states that he entered the building looking for a water fountain, but couldn't locate one. He walked deeper into the building and soon witnessed a 'large heavy reinforced door' that seemed out of place. The door had been damaged, as if it were rammed by something of significant size and power. By this time, he was approached by a woman in uniform who informed him that he was in a classified area and that he must leave immediately. He explained he was just looking for the water fountain. A security officer was now on the scene and he directed the witness to the water fountain. As they were heading toward the building exit, the witness inquired about the damaged door. The security officer only mentioned that the 'door was damaged by something confined behind it.'

After several years of scrutiny and questions, the investigator believes that the building was used for research and contained unknown bipedal beings that had somehow escaped between 1979-1984. He had received information that 20-34 individuals of both sexes had been in the building at some period. He also mentioned that during this period of time that there had been many Bigfoot sightings at Rocks State Park and Gunpowder Falls State Park, which are located near the government facility.

I had been aware of Bigfoot sightings in these locations over the years, but I don't know if these sightings are related to the aforementioned escapes. Of course, this information is completely anecdotal and based on one witness' account.

So, let's be hypothetical for a second. Is it possible that the being I witnessed near Sykesville, MD in 1981 was an escaped 'experiment?' Was there a facility in the Sykesville area, known to some as the 'monkey house'? Was there another incident, or series of incidents, at another facility in Maryland during the same time period? I'd appreciate some feedback and/or information. Lon Strickler

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The 'Dog Boy' of Quitman, Arkansas

A legend about a local boy who tortured neighborhood dogs, then later imprisoned and tormented human victims, has actually been found to be true
Once thought to be an urban legend, research into the archives of local newspapers and tracking down a few local residents revealed that the 'Dog Boy' of Quitman, Arkansas actually existed.

Floyd and Alline Bettis moved into the large house in the early 1950s. The couple, childless for many years, had a son, Gerald Floyd Bettis, in 1954, according to a local historian and the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette archives.

Gerald was a difficult child from early on, reported those who knew of him. "His parents were good people, but Gerald was a brat, vicious and cruel," states local Mary Nell Holabird. Bettis also developed some unusual habits early on, including collecting cats and dogs, leading to his nickname, "Dog Boy."

"He would catch stray animals and torture them. We could hear them howl, "said Holabird.

Long-time resident Nelda Kennedy agreed with Holabird's assessment of Bettis. "I had almost forgotten about all those cats and dogs he had, but he even added onto the house so he could keep more of them," she said.

Kennedy also confirmed that Bettis had difficulties at school. "Kids would pester him and take things away from him. It was like he wanted to be aggravated to get attention," she said. She cited one instance in which there was a large family reunion at Quitman City Hall. "Gerald took one of those old chaise lounges over there. You know, like the ones that the Romans would lay back on? He got some grapes and laid down on it to eat them in front of everyone, "she said.

Bettis' actions allegedly turned more sinister. "He kept his parents virtually imprisoned in the upstairs part of that house," Holabird said. "He would feed them, but only when he decided it was time for them to eat," she said. By the time he was an adult, locals say Bettis towered over his elderly parents at 6'4', and weighed close to 300 pounds. It was also regularly reported that he beat up his father and even threw him out of an upstairs window one time during his teen years. Although he was in his 70s at the time, the elder Bettis hung onto the ledge until the local police showed up, Holabird said. According to the Heber Springs Sun Times, Floyd Bettis died in 1981 after an illness at his home. Others say he was pushed down the staircase and died of a broken neck.

"I was afraid of Gerald, " Kennedy said. "If you had ever seen his eyes, they seemed to glow at night. One time he came over here and got onto us because we had trimmed a magnolia tree that overlapped into his backyard," she said. "And when they started cleaning that house up, one of his uncles came to my house to borrow a gun, because he was afraid that Gerald would get riled up," she said.

In the early 1980s, Alline Bettis fell and broke her hip, requiring a trip to the hospital. A retired nurse, Holabird witnessed Bettis' treatment of his mother. "He was slapping her around, and telling her, 'I'm going to have you arrested if you tell anyone what I did.' Not long after this incident, Alline Bettiswas placed in adult protective services and removed from the home permanently.

A little later, Gerald Bettis built a sunroom on the back of the house, and sold the plants he grew, including marijuana, Holabird said. Authorities arrested him based on this and his mother's testimony of her abuse. Bettis was put in prison in the late 1980s and died of a drug overdose, Holabird said. Arkansas Democrat-Gazette archives confirm Gerald Floyd Bettis death in May 1988 at age 34.

When Alline Bettis died in 1995, Holabird's niece, Reba Carter, inherited the house. Not long after, there was an estate sale at the house.

THE 'DOG BOY' OF QUITMAN

The terrible tale of “Dog Boy” occurred in the small town of Quitman in northern Arkansas. Inside this sleepy little town lurks the most astonishing account of terror and torture that many investigators had ever encountered. Had it not been for the actual newspaper accounts and police records, it would have been hard to fathom the degree of cruelty he rendered on his parents.

Dog Boy earned the name from his exploits at a young age, kidnapping and torturing neighborhood dogs. He was also partial to unleashing his horrible acts upon the feline species as well. While these acts in themselves are quite atrocious, no one would ever have dreamed the nightmares that would ensue. As his lust for violence grew, the size of his prey grew from simple household pets to something much more disturbing. People. What is even more unnerving about this eventual descent into the abyss of evil was that Dog Boy's human victims weren’t faceless acquaintances. The object of his disdain and experimentation fell upon the givers of his own life, his parents. He kept them as prisoners in their own home subjecting them to whatever sick and twisted violent acts he fancied. No one is exactly sure how long the abuse lasted. The testimony of the only witness, his mother, was uncertain due to the frailty of her mental capabilities after the years of torture that she and her husband had endured.

The end of this vicious tale came with the death of Dog Boy’s father. It is reported that he fell from the top of the stairwell, breaking his neck and ending his tortured existence. Locals of the small rural community believe that this was the final act of Dog Boy’s sick pursuits. They believe, and rightly so, that Dog Boy pushed his father down the stairs. Upon the discovery of the body, Arkansas State Police uncovered the shocking truth of what had transpired and freed Dog Boy’s mother from her son’s dungeon.

It is said that the house is haunted by the spirit of Gerald Bettis, and possibly by his father's spirit as well. The entity has a bad habit of moving objects around the house. An apparition of a large man dressed in a brown jacket and bow tie occasionally watches passersby from the top floor window. A medium once commented that Gerald 'cursed us and told us to leave his house.'

Sources:
arkansasonline.com
casprquest.com
activerain.trulia.com
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Wood Knock Terror / Running Bigfoot Suddenly Vanishes

2 strange reports of possible encounters with a Bigfoot. One involves wood knocking, the other is a running hairy hominid that suddenly vanishes.

This happened a couple years ago during the late winter. I was way up in Vermont, close to the Canadian border at Smugglers Notch Ski Resort. Just for a tiny bit of background, I've been going up there twice a year - any time between January and March for about the last 5 or 6 years. The resort is pretty big for those who have never been.

Anyhow, this one time I'm there, I'm staying in one of the buildings that's far away from all the resort hoopla. When I first got there, first thing I did was check out the 'deck' (this is the one and only time I was on the ground floor) as I'm a smoker (bud and butts at the time) and wanted to see my view. I walk outside to see that the deck wasn't fully enclosed - there was a wide open space where you could just walk straight off the deck, right into the woods behind the building. Literally not even 10 steps from the edge of the deck to the tree line.

So, that night I go outside on the deck and I spark my bowl. It's around midnight. I'm smoking when all of a sudden, I hear what sounds like a single knock from the woods way off in the distance. I thought to myself "that was weird" but it was only one, and far away so I didn't think much of it. Then I heard it again, only now it was closer. The knocks keep happening, (one single knock each time) and keep getting closer and closer with every one. At some point, I get this overwhelming feeling that someone/thing is watching me, I can feel my chest tighten and I start to really panic. I wanted to run inside because I got so scared with how close some of the knocks had become, but I couldn't actually bring myself to do it. Eventually, the knocks sounded like they were moving away from me. I stayed out there until I couldn't hear them anymore. And then, finally my heart started returning back to beating normal.

That was the first night. I went out every night after, and never heard it again and never felt the fear I felt that first night. I have no idea what it was, but whatever it was, I felt like it either smelled me, or my smoke, and decided to come in for a closer look. And then once it saw me, moved off when I wasn't that entertaining. WW

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At the time I was 12-14 and loved the woods and marshy area I lived in. That was until I was utterly confused at what I saw happen.

My house borders a old Indian/ historical reservation (no more Indians). My brother and I, being kids, loved to explore and imagine building forts and playing war in the woods. Stuff like that was always fun. While in the middle of moving large branches to build a makeshift fort, he and I are distracted by some movement about 40 feet away. He points and says 'look.' What I see is not what confuses me but how it plays out. I see a brown hairy figure roughly 8 feet tall moving pretty fast, though like casual jog. I was stuck in my tracks and I couldn't move. But as I watched it move away, suddenly it looped around a tree and just vanished! After that we ran over to the tree looking up and around. There was no area it could have possibly gone. To date family and friends doesn't believe me. Is this common or have other had the same experience? SL

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Alabama Bigfoot: The 'Lofa' Legend

According to legend, the Lofa was a supposed Bigfoot-like creature that lived in Northwest Alabama (including areas of Mississippi and Tennessee). This is a region that was once dominated by the Chickasaw people.

The Wildcat Clan

This clan differs from other clans principally in what its members eat. They seldom go out in the daytime but roam about at night in search of food. They do not, however, try to steal.

They are swift of foot and when an accident happens to them they depend on their swiftness to escape. They care very little about women, but when they want anything they generally get it. They think more of their feet than of any other parts of their bodies and their eyes are so keen that they can see anyone before he detects them.

When one of them wants a wife he gets his parents to obtain one. They do not select any kind of woman but are careful in choosing. The younger always get a woman first. These generally sleep in the daytime. If they do not have good luck at night their rest is disturbed but if they have good luck they sleep through most of the day.

One day a number of men belonging to this clan went hunting and camped a considerable distance from home. Afterward they scattered to see what they could find but remained within call of one another, having made an agreement that if anything happened to one of them he should shout for help. But one of them ventured farther than he was aware and got a long distance off. Presently he got tired and sat down to rest, but while he was there a lofa (means “skinner.” The being was thought to have long hair like an animal) came up and said: “What are you doing here? You are intruding upon my land and had better get up and return to your own place.”

But the Indian believed himself to be strong enough for any situation, so he sat still without speaking.

Presently the lofa ordered him off again and added, “If you do not get up and go away I will tie you up and carry you to my place.”

“You may do so if you can,” the man replied, and upon this the lofa seized him.

At first it seemed as if the man were the stronger of the two and he was able to throw the lofa down, but the latter smelled so bad that it was too much for his antagonist, and the lofa overcame him, hung him up in a tree and went away.

The man hung there all night, and when he did not make his appearance at camp the other hunters began a search for him and, when they found him, cut the grapevine by which he was fastened so that he fell to the ground. They asked him what had treated him in this manner but he would not speak and they thought he might have seen a ghost or something of that sort.

Some time later, however, he came to himself and related what had happened. Afterwards, thought he was very fond of hunting and knew that he would be successful, he would not venture out unless someone were with him. - John R. Swanton

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When the settlers started to move into the areas previously occupied by the Chickasaw tribes, the sightings and experiences with the Lofa were passed along. As well, there were first hand accounts of close encounters with the beast. The newspapers, did for the first time, print and record some of these encounters.

To the newcomers, everything that was not openly known or written about by "the leading scientific leaders of the time" and the well educated, was dismissed as pure nonsense. Anyone who came into a town with a story about seeing a wild hairy man along the road was most likely thought to be crazy. Everyone "knows" there is no such creature out there like that.

This is something that still continues today. This is why so many sightings and encounters with these creatures still to this day, go unreported, not discussed, not talked about, and the story is surely not taken to a newspaper editors that will add his or her own little comments about anyone coming in with a story like this. In most cases, if someone does tell the story, it is to someone they know and trust very well and that is as far as it goes.

There was a time that some editors remained open minded enough to the possibility that not everything out there has been bagged and tagged and put in a box someplace.

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Gorilla Family Hunt is in Vain

Sheriff W. P. Cotton dismissed a posse of "wild man" hunters today and reported that an all day search for a strange gorilla like family in a Choccolocca Valley swamp was in vain.

Cotton led a group of farmers and citizens into the swamp after rural residents reported seeing a man, woman and child whose bodies were covered with hair and at times walked on all fours. - UPI - 4/15/1936

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Mera Roberts' Story

My siblings and I grew up hearing "Hairy Man" stories. My mother, Clara Odie Anderson Roberts, is almost 90 years old and still has a sharp mind. She lives in the Jackson HealthCare Facility and can tell you these things herself.

When she was young, a black man named Dan Scruggs lived near Uncle Tom Purvis’ place on the other side of Friendship, a community which was between Coffeeville and the Witch Creek area. One day he left his house to go to a nearby spring, taking his gun with him. A short time later he arrived back at his home, running and out of breath. He was very frightened, and could only say, "Hairy Man, Hairy Man." As he had neared the spring he saw a "Hairy Man" there and he left in such haste that he left his gun there near the spring.

One day, mother’s oldest brother, Chamlers Anderson, and Elmore Bedwell, were returning to their home after having visited the Roberts family who lived in the area. About halfway between the Roberts place and the Ida Bedwell place, they saw a "Hairy Man" sitting on a log that was over a ravine. I suspect they lost no time getting to their respective homes. This also happened when mother was young. I’m wondering if other relatives or descendants of the people who actually saw the "Hairy Man" might also have heard the stories told and passed down in their families. My oldest sister, Inez, remembers Grandma Anderson (my Mother’s Mother) telling her something that happened when Grandma’s oldest child (Chalmers) was a baby. Grandma said she was walking to a relative’s house and carrying Uncle Chalmers and she walked up on a big hairy ape sitting on a log and holding its head with its hands. When Grandma walked up, it just got up and ambled off into the woods. Grandma said she figured it must have escaped from a circus somewhere and that it may have been sick.

Could this have been a "Hairy Man" or a Bigfoot? The baby (my uncle) who was being carried was born Dec. 30, 1907 so Grandma’s encounter with the "big hairy ape" was probably around 1908. All of these sightings occurred in the Friendship area. - The South Alabamian - Jackson, AL - 12/23/2004

NOTE: The following link may also be of interest - Addison, Alabama Near Brushy Creek and BFRO - Alabama Reports. Lon

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Urban Bigfoot Causes Havoc in Detroit Suburb

An eyewitness talks about her earlier encounter with the 'hairy guy' and the havoc it later caused in a Detroit, Michigan suburb
I recently received a telephone call from a woman who I will refer to as 'AY.' When AY was growing up in the 1970s, she would spend a lot of her time with her aunt's who lived in the northeast suburbs of Detroit. The neighborhood had many acres of woodland, as well as old dilapidated properties that were covered in vegetation.

A few hundred yards behind her aunt's home were old abandoned houses that attracted the attention of many of the kids in the neighborhood. The kids would talk about the 'hairy guy' that spent a lot of time in one of the large abandoned buildings. AY was curious so she accompanied some of the kids into the woods. Sure enough, as they stood near the house, they would occasionally see the 'hairy guy' look out of large broken window on the first floor. They were scared to go in the house and investigate, but they were also fascinated by the 'hairy guy.'

AY described the face as that of a "caveman with a wide flat nose." The hair was black and stringy. There had been talk in the area for many years of a huge hairy creature that would be seen roaming the neighborhood at night, but nobody ever seemed to get a good look at this thing.

In the winter of 2016, AY was living in her aunt's old house, which she moved into after her aunt passed. She was returning home from work when she noticed that several people were gathered around what appeared to be a multi-car accident at the end of the street. There was a lot of ice and snow on the road, so she figured that may have been the reason for the accident. But as she looked closer, the first thing she noticed was that one of the cars was literally upside-down and teetering on the heavy branches of a large oak tree! Another car looked like it had been tossed into the adjacent bushes.

She walked over to the scene and listened to one of the drivers (her neighbor) attempt to explain to the police officer that this "big hairy man walked out in front of me. I scared it and it got real mad. I jumped out the car and ran into the house!" As she watched from the window of her house, the hairy creature picked up the small car and tossed it into the oak tree. Then it push a parked car into a yew bush and then flipped it on its side! The police seemed to think the woman was either impaired or crazy, but AY had thought back to the 'hairy guy' in the woods.

As she walked back to her house, she soon noticed a trail of huge footprints in the snow along the side leading to the woods in back. She took a few photos of the tracks, but she didn't say anything to anyone other than her nephew who told AY that it was a Bigfoot. AY is positive that is was the same creature she saw when she was a girl. Her nephew has been setting trail cams for the past 3 years, but he has been unable to captured any photographic evidence. The abandoned houses in the woods had since been razed.

AY is searching for the footprint photos in her old camera which she promises to forward to me. Lon

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Sasquatch / Wendigo: Tales of Kidnappers, Mankillers and Cannibals

There have been many tales of forest dwelling hominids and humanoids being responsible for unprovoked kidnappings and supposed slayings for centuries. But do any of these accounts actually contain facts?

Californians Out To Bag Legendary 'Sasquatch'

April 9, 1934 -- Vancouver B.C. (U.P.) America's first sasquatch-catching expedition headed into the mountains of British Columbia to-day on a hunt for the horrible, hairy, naked bogey-man of Indian legend.

J. F. Blakeney and C. K. Blakeney, brothers, of Sacramento, medical students at the University of California, read reports of frightened tribesmen that the giant baby-snatcher of old had been seen recently in the mountain of Harrison Lake and determined to attempt to photograph or lasso a "sasquatch."

The fabled sasquatch, as described in Indian lore for hundreds of years, is about as villainous a phantasm as ever frightened a little papoose anywhere, but adult Indians also are fearful of the monsters.

They are supposed to lurk in caves and glades of British Columbia, coming out in the twilight to peer moodily into Indian teepees, to glower and snatch at children, to steal food, play diabolical tricks, and even kill warriors.

"Our professor of anthropology will be much interested" said the Blakeneys, as they left for the haunts of the sasquatch.

British Columbia is a happy hunting ground for weird legends, and there is no lack of witnesses who will swear to them, as hundreds have sworn they have seen the sheep-headed fresh-water serpent of Lake Okanagan, Ogopog0 and the two big salt-water sea-serpents, hiaschuckaluck cadborosaurus and his "wife," Amy. - The Fresno Bee (Fresno, CA), 1934-04-09

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Theodore Roosevelt’s Bigfoot Story

It was told (to me) by a grizzled, weather-beaten old mountain hunter, named Bauman, who was born and had passed all his life on the frontier. He must have believed what he said, for he could hardly repress a shudder at certain points of the tales.

When the event occurred Bauman was still a young man, and was trapping with a partner among the mountains dividing the forks of the Salmon from the head of Wisdom River. Not having had much luck, he and his partner determined to go up into a particularly wild and lonely pass through which ran a small stream said to contain many beaver. The pass had an evil reputation because the year before a solitary hunter who had wandered into it was there slain, seemingly by a wild beast, the half-eaten remains being afterwards found by some mining prospectors who had passed his camp only the night before.

The memory of this event, however, weighed very lightly with the two trappers, who were as adventurous and hardy as others of their kind... They then struck out on foot through the vast, gloomy forest, and in about 4 hours reached a little open glade where they concluded to camp, as signs of game were plenty.

There was still an hour or two of daylight left, and after building a brush lean-to and throwing down and opening their packs, they started up stream.

At dusk they again reached They were surprised to find that during their absence something, apparently a bear. had visited camp, and had rummaged about among their things, scattering the contents of their packs, and in sheer wantonness destroying their lean-to. The footprints of the beast were quite plain, but at first they paid no particular heedto them, busying themselves with rebuilding the lean-to, laying out their beds and stores, and lighting the fire.

While Bauman was making ready supper, it being already dark, his companion began to examine the tracks more closely, and soon took a brand from the fire to follow them up, where the intruder had walked along a game trail after leaving the camp. . . . Coming back to the fire, he stood by it a minute or two, peering out into the darkness, and suddenly remarked: ''Bauman, that bear has been walking on two legs." Bauman laughed at this, but his partner insisted that he was right, and upon again examining the tracks with a torch, they certainly did seem to be made by but two paws, or feet. However, it was too dark to make sure. After discussing whether the footprints could possibly be those of a human being, and coming to the conclusion that they could not be, the two men rolled up in their blankets, and went to sleep under the lean-to.


At midnight Bauman was awakened by some noise, and sat up in his blankets. As he did so his nostrils were struck by a strong, wild-beast odor, and he caught the loom of a great body in the darkness at the mouth of the lean-to. Grasping his rifle, he fired at the vague, threatening shadow, but must have missed, for immediately afterwards he heard the smashing of the underwood as the thing, whatever it was, rushed off into the impenetrable blackness of the forest and the night.

After this the two men slept but little, sitting up by the rekindled fire, but they heard nothing more. In the morning they started out to look at the few traps they had set the previous evening and put out new ones. By an unspoken agreement they kept together all day, and returned to camp towards evening.

On nearing it they saw, hardly to their astonishment, that the lean-to had been again torn down. The visitor of the preceding day had returned, and in wanton malice had tossed about their camp kit and bedding, and destroyed the shanty. The ground was marked up by its tracks, and on leaving the camp it had gone along the soft earth by the brook, where the footprints were as plain as if on snow! and, after a careful scrutiny of the trail, it certainly did seem as lf, whatever the thing was. it had walked off on but two legs.

The men, thoroughly uneasy, gathered a great heap of dead logs, and kept up a roaring fire throughout the night, one or the other sitting on guard most of the time. About midnight the thing came down through the forest opposite, across the brook, and stayed there on the hill-side for nearly an hour. They could hear the branches crackle as it moved about, and several times it uttered a harsh, grating, long-drawn moan, a peculiarly sinister sound. Yet it did not venture near the fire.

In the morning the two trappers, after discussing the strange events of the last 36 hours, decided that they would shoulder their packs and leave the valley that afternoon. . .

All the morning they kept together, picking up trap after trap, each one empty. On first leaving camp they had the disagreeable sensation of being followed. In the dense spruce thickets they occasionally heard a branch snap after they had passed ; and now and then there were slight rustling noises among the small pines to one side of them.

At noon they were back within a couple of giles of camp. In the high, bright sunlight their fears seemed absurd to the two armed men, accustomed as they were, through long years of lonely wandering in the wilderness to face every kind of danger from man, brute, or element. There were still three beaver traps to collect from a little pond in a wide ravine near by. Bauman volunteered to gather these and bring them in, while his companion went ahead to camp and made ready the packs.

Reaching the pond Bauman found 3 beavers in the traps, One of which had been pulled loose and carried into a beaver house. He took several hours in securing and preparing the beaver, and when he started homewards he marked, with some uneasiness how low the sun was getting.

At last he came to the edge of the little glade where the camp lay, and shouted as he approached it, but got no answer. The camp fire had gone out, though the thin blue smoke was still curling up wards. Near it lay the packs wrapped and arranged. At first Bauman see nobody; nor did he receive an answer to his call.

Stepping forward he again shouted, and as he did so his eye fell On the body of his friend, stretched beside the trunk of a great fallen spruce. Rushing towards it the horrified trapper found that the body was still warm, but that the neck was broken, while there were four great fang Darks in the throat.

The footprints of the unknown beast-creature, printed deep in the soft soil, told the whole story.

The unfortunate man, having finished his packing, had sat down on the spruce log with his face to the fire, and his back to the dense woods, to wait for his companion, .... It had not eaten the body, but apparently had romped and gambolled round it in uncouth, ferocious glee, occasionally rolling over and over it; and had then fled back into the soundless depths of the woods.

Bauman, utterly unnerved, and believing that the creature with which he had to deal was something either half human or half devil, some great goblin-beast, abandoned everything but his rifle and struck off a speed down the pass, not halting until he reached the beaver meadows where the hobbled ponies were still grazing. Mounting, he rode onwards through the night, until far beyond the reach of pursuit.

There are many other States in the United States that have reported giant creatures that roam about their mountain wildernesses.However, I do not have enough verified information to fully go into it at the present time. Anyway, that would be another book. - Theodore Roosevelt - The Wilderness Hunter - An Account Of The Big Game Of The United States And Its Chase With Horse, Hound, And Rifle1893

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“I did not like to tell them that I had been kidnapped by a Sasquatch as if I had told them, they would probably have said ‘ He is crazy too’ ... I told about my prospecting but nothing about being kidnapped by a sasquatch ” - Albert Ostman. (John Green - Sasquatch: The Apes Among Us)

Albert Ostman's sworn testimony

In my younger days, my idea of a vacation was a prospecting trip where I could be by myself and think over my past mistakes and plan what would be best to try next. I have always followed logging and construction work. This time I had worked for over one year on a construction job and thought a good vacation was in order. B.C. is famous for lost gold mines. One is supposed to be at the head of Toba Inlet—why not look for this mine and have a vacation at the same time? I took the Union Steamship boat to Lund, B.C. From there I hired an old Indian to take me to the head of Toba Inlet.

This old Indian was a very talkative old gentleman. He told me stories about gold brought out by a white man from this lost mine. This white man was a very heavy drinker—spent his money freely in saloons. But he had no trouble getting more money. He would be away a few days, then come back with a bag of gold. But one time he went to his mine and never came back. Some people said a Sasquatch had killed him.

At that time I had never heard of Sasquatch. So I asked what kind of an animal he called a Sasquatch. The Indian said, “They have hair all over their bodies, but they are not animals. They are people. Big people living in the mountains. My uncle saw the tracks of one that were two feet long. One old Indian saw one over eight feet tall.”

I told the Indian I didn’t believe in their old fables about mountain giants. It might have been some thousands of years ago, but not nowadays. Continue reading at Albert Ostman's sworn testimony

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Native American legend and lore is filled with creatures that sound a lot like Bigfoot in description. One such creature was the "Wendigo". Many legends and stories have circulated over the years about a mysterious creature who was encountered by hunters and campers in the dark forests of Northern Minnesota. In one variation of the story, the creature could only be seen if it faced the witness head-on, because it was so thin that it could not be seen from the side. The spirit was said to have a voracious appetite for human flesh and the many forest dwellers who disappeared over the years were said to be victims of the beast.

The Inuit Indians called the creature by various names, including Wendigo, Witigo, Witiko and Wee-Tee-Go but each of them was roughly translated to mean "the evil spirit that devours mankind". Around 1860, a German explorer translated Wendigo to mean "cannibal" among the tribes along the Great Lakes.

Native American versions of the creature spoke of a gigantic spirit, over fifteen feet tall, that had once been human but had been transformed into a creature by the use of magic. Though all of the descriptions of the creature vary slightly, the Wendigo is generally said to have glowing eyes, long yellowed fangs and overly long tongues. Most have a sallow, yellowish skin but others are said to be matted with hair. They are tall and lanky and are driven by a horrible hunger.


The lore suggest the Wendigo is created whenever a human resorts to cannibalism to survive. In years past, such a practice was possible, although still rare, as many of the tribes and settlers in the region were cut off by the bitter snows and ice of the north woods. Unfortunately, eating another person to survive was sometimes resorted to, so the legend of the Wendigo was created.

It is believed that white settlers to the region took the stories seriously. A Wendigo allegedly made a number of appearances near a town called Rosesu in Northern Minnesota from the late 1800's through the 1920's. Each time that it was reported, an unexpected death followed and finally, it was seen no more.

Native Americans actively believed in, and searched for, the Wendigo. One of the most famous Wendigo hunters was a Cree Indian named Jack Fiddler. He claimed to kill at least 14 of the creatures in his lifetime, although the last murder resulted in his imprisonment at the age of 87. In October 1907, Fiddler and his son, Joseph, were tried for the murder of a Cree Indian woman. They both pleaded guilty to the crime but defended themselves by stating that the woman had been possessed by the spirit of a Wendigo and was on the verge of transforming into one entirely. According to their defense, she had to be killed before she murdered other members of the tribe.

There are still many stories told of Wendigo's that have been seen in northern Ontario, near the Cave of the Wendigo, and around the town of Kenora, where a creature has been spotted by traders, trackers and trappers for decades. There are many who still believe that the Wendigo roams the woods and the prairies of northern Minnesota and Canada.

The Yakama Indians of the Pacific Northwest had a tradition of a "Qah-lin-me", which was a devourer of people and the Hupa Indians called the man-like beasts the "Omah", a demon of the wilderness. The Nisqually tribe of western Washington had the "Tsiatko", which was a gigantic, hairy beast and the "Tenatco" was known by the Kaska. Their creatures were known to dig a hole in the ground as a place to sleep and would sometimes kidnap women and children. Most of the woodland giants in the lore of the Native Americans seem to be more aggressive than the creatures we know as Bigfoot but there is little mistaking them for something else. - excerpts from 'Where Bigfoot Walks'

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