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Encountering Toronto's 'Tunnel Monster'

I was a recent guest on Nocturnal Frequency Radio with Steve Genier and Alex Rondini. During a break, Steve described his encounter with a cryptid being one night in Toronto. He later forwarded the following information...including an article written by our friend Chris Holly:

The Thing On The Bridge

By Chris Holly

Recently I was a guest on the blog talk radio show Nocturnal Frequency. The hosts of the show Steve and Alex were talking about different odd creatures being reported around the world. At the very end of the show Steve told me he had an odd experience with a strange creature on a Bridge. The show ended before I could find out exactly what happened to Steve. My curiosity got the better of me and I called Steve to find out what he had seen while crossing a bridge in Canada.

First let me say that I have known Steve for a while now and have done a few shows with him. I have talked with him long enough to know he is a bright, logical man who looks at the subjects of the paranormal with an eye for understanding not fantasy. Steve is a level headed guy which is why I found his experience intriguing.

Steve told me that during the year 2002 he was working a night shift job that had different shift hours during the week. Steve is also a hiker who takes advantage of every opportunity to be out in the world walking. During his work weeks he would have nights where his shift ended about 2:00 a.m. Steve would use these work shifts as a chance to walk home late at night when the world was asleep and the night his to enjoy.

During one of these star bright lovely nights Steve’s shift ended and Steve started his hour plus walk home. He listened to his music, enjoyed the beautiful clear quiet night and started his journey home.

Steve’s route took him across a river located near Mississauga in Ontario Canada. One night Steve set out for his long walk home after finishing his shift that ended at 2 in the morning which took him straight over the river.

The river had a two lane bridge over it that Steve walked across on his trek home. The bridge had a grassy knoll down the middle of it that separated the lanes of the bridge.

Steve was starting his way across the bridge when he noticed something ahead of him in the dark. He clearly saw some kind of large animal run from one side of the bridge into the middle of the grassy knoll.

Steve stopped dead in his tracks and instinctively did not move at the sight of something in front of him that he could not identify. Steve stood motionless as he looked at the large silhouette in front of him. At this point the only thing he could distinguish was that the thing was very large.

Steve stood perfectly still trying to see what stood about 30 feet in front of him in the dark . As he stood there peering into the night the thing in front of him began to rise from its four legged stance until it stood straight up as a human does on two legs.

The thing before him was large, at least 6 feet 5 inches when standing fully erect on two legs. It did not take the stance of a bear or any other animal Steve had ever seen. It looked almost human when standing fully up and still. Steve could make out the semi human form of this thing as they stood there in the night peering into the dark at each other.

Steve did not move. The thing did not move either. They stood still for what seemed a very long time to Steve but was only a minute or so. There alone on the bridge Steve stood with this thing peering back at him in the night watching and waiting to see what the other would do next.

Steve could not make out if it had fur or hair or any features on this creatures head. The night would only silhouette the creature by way of the natural light that the stars gave off. It was Canada, near a wooded area over a very dark river in the middle of the night. Only Steve and this thing were to be found out at this time of night. All Steve could see was the dark strange shape of something he had never seen before.


Finally the thing dropped down to all fours without a sound and took off to continue on its way across the grassy knoll to the wooded area across the other side of the bridge.

Steve watched as this large creature continued on its way running in form somewhat like a dog would run. It ran into the woods back into the night.

Steve stood there motionless for a few moments waiting and listening to see if the thing left the bridge area. He could not see it or hear any movement and carefully continued on his way across the bridge and away from this strange encounter.

Steve felt he was being watched as he made his way as quickly as possible over that bridge and away from the area.

Steve had no idea what he had just seen. He knew there were no bears in the area. The animal was far too large to be a dog or cat type of animal. He did not know of any animal that size that was able to stand erect like a human yet drop to all fours and run like an animal. Steve was also haunted by how this thing looked when it stood up on two legs. Its body was proportioned more like a human form than an animal form. The thing did not have shorter thin looking legs with a longer body like a deer. The thing did not have the silhouette of a bear. It was far too big and looked nothing like a large dog or cat. Steve knew he has just seen an unknown creature and felt shaken to his core.

Steve has never forgotten this encounter. He has considered over the years trying to form an investigative team to find out what exactly it is that may be living in the woods in that part of Ontario Canada.

Steve also would like to know if anyone else has ever had an encounter with a creature that fit the description of the thing he saw on the bridge that night.

Steve and Alex host the blog talk radio show Nocturnal Frequency which can be easily accessed on the blog talk radio site. If you have any information concerning the thing Steve came across that night please log into the show and contact Steve.

I have been receiving more reports than usual lately of strange creatures over the last year. I am presently trying to talk with a woman who sent me an image she drew for a group of people near where she lives. The people claim they are seeing a strange large creature in their pastures. The report comes from those living in middle America who are seeing a large vicious terrifying beast in cow pastures stalking the animals. They refer to this creature as the ‘cow pasture monster’.

I am trying to find out more about these sightings however to date find the people involved reluctant to discuss it.

It appears to be obvious that we are seeing many things that can only be categorized as unexplained not to mention very strange.

I know I often tell my readers to be careful out there as well as paying attention to their surroundings. I think now more than ever it is especially important to be alert and aware that there are many unknowns out there and it is only a matter of time we may all find we are the ones looking into the eyes of something we do not understand.

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The Night the World Turned 'Red'

“Around a year or two ago I was in bed at around 11pm, and it was entirely dark outside. My bed is in the corner of my room, and it faces two medium sized windows (I always keep the blinds up when I sleep). From my position lying down, I can’t really see anything outside except the tops of the houses that are behind mine and the dark sky.

So I’m laying there, when all of a sudden everything outside the windows turns red. I’m talking the entire sky, as if it is on fire - everything in the world is red. And it’s so bright that it shines into the window and causes my entire room to seem red as well. I was so shocked by this that my body sort of just froze and I was scared to breathe or move. I think the red state lasted for around ten seconds, before it disappeared entirely and everything was back to normal. I was so scared not knowing what it was that I just laid there unmoving. I wiped at my eyes, afraid that maybe a vein had popped in my eye and it was blood in my eyes that caused everything to look red (I'm not sure how that even works), but everything was fine.

I wasn’t keeping track of time, but I’d say maybe five or ten minutes passed, before it happened AGAIN. Once again, it looked like the entire world had gone red. Of course, I was frozen and I just waited for it to pass. It lasted less than ten seconds and then disappeared again. This time I took action, and I leaped out of bed and towards the windows. I looked down at the ground, up at the sky, into the houses across my backyard, into the distance, but there was nothing. Everything seemed in place and normal. I called for my parents who were downstairs and they came running into my room. I told them what I had encountered, and we all continued looking outside the windows to see what could have been the cause. Of course we couldn’t find anything, so we just all decided to go to bed. Before I went back to bed, I went to the washroom just to check my eyes for any abnormalities, but like I suspected, it was all normal. So I go to bed, and lay awake for a few more hours, wondering if it would happen again. It didn’t.

In the days and weeks and months following that extremely strange occurrence, I speculated what could have caused it. Could it have been a car’s red lights? That wouldn’t be possible, since I was on the second floor and there was no way the car lights could angle upwards like that. Also, my room had two windows, separated by two meters. How could the lights have gone through both? And it was impossible for it to literally be so intense that the entire sky, the air, everything had been lit up in red. I truly don’t believe any KNOWN contraption or instance could have caused this red occurrence. It was literally as if the whole WORLD had gone red. A world on fire. To this day, I still ponder what exactly happened that night. Could it have been extraterrestrial? A breach into another dimension? I really have no clue. Has anyone else had an experience like this? Please let me know.” RW

Skinwalker Encounter on the Navajo Reservation

I recently received the following account:

This will be my first time writing about an encounter or sighting of the Navajo skinwalker. Growing up as a kid on the rural part of the reservation, you’d always hear stories about seeing “something” out in the woods or even hear some strange noises. It used to not bother me because I had yet to see anything for myself. That was until 2 summers ago. As I got older, these stories started to come to life.

My cousins and I, specifically me, like to hang out in our grandmother's land. It’s a wooded area and right next to big red bluffs. It almost feels like a place to get away for some, being that it’s quite beautiful. There’s trails to hike, and rocks to climb and not to mention the view on top. At night though it seems to tell a different story.

One evening, we got back to our grandmother's house after a great day of hiking and exploring the land. The sun was setting and it started to get pretty chilly. My cousins were sleeping over and we had the house to ourselves. It was late at night. The dogs started to bark and continued to bark. Fed up with the noise, we decided to investigate. Knowing that there was something out there, with the feeling of being watched, combined with the knowledge of known skinwalkers sightings. We were scared but we had a good way of hiding it. Then all of the dogs take off running in one direction. Branches started to make noises like they’re being broken. Distant sounds of bird calls and whistles go off in the distance. We hurried and ran to our grandpa's house and told him what we had heard. He wasn’t scared of anything. He calmly turned off his TV and told us to go inside and to not be scared as they can feel fear.

So were inside and he’s out there walking around looking for whose out there. Out of the quiet, we heard a knock on the wall. Then a pound. We all ran outside, and come face to face with what looks like a man with long hair and red eyes. My grandfather had started his vehicle and told me to hurry and get in and for the rest to guard the house. We drove off and followed this thing. He ran really fast and jumped high. It’s almost unbelievable. We chase him through the trees, bumping all around the hills and then stop. We’re at the edge of the arroyo and this thing jumps 20 feet or so to the other side of the road and vanished. We got back and my grandpa sat us down and told us not to worry and that he’s gone. These creatures or whatever they are, are said to be shapeshifters. They are evil medicine men who have to power to shapeshift and curse people. They are known to run at very high speeds and jump high.

As I’ve gotten older. I know this place has many secrets and stories along with the people who live hear and the nearby bluffs. This land tells a whole different side underneath and I think it should be further investigated spirituality and physically.
Thank you. C

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Ted Bundy's Neighbor Recalls His Crazed 'Black Eyes'

Shane from Utah wrote to tell of a strange encounter he had with Ted Bundy in 1974:

“My name is Shane and I live in Utah. When I was 8 years old I lived in Salt Lake City, Utah. We lived in the Avenues area. We lived two doors down from the infamous serial killer, Ted Bundy. He lived in an older home that was a converted apartment. My friends and I knew Ted. We would toss the football around with him. Sometimes he'd give us candy and be really cool to us. Other times he was aloof and moody.

A couple of times he'd be working on his car, the tannish Volkswagen Beetle everyone remembers. Once he was pulling out the passenger seat. I thought it was strange. He spotted me looking and I asked, 'What are you doing?' He explained that the seat was broken and he was gonna buy a new seat. He also removed the inside door handle and said that it was busted. He gave me a different look than he normally would. His eyes appeared to be completely black and he had an angry look on his face. He snapped at me: 'Shane, you ask too many goddamn questions! Now get the hell out of here, go home!'

A couple of days later, he saw me outside and came over and apologized for his previous behavior. Sometime later my friends and I were playing ball and the pass ended in Ted’s driveway where there was a cellar-type door. Ted came out of the house and snapped, 'Get the f*ck away from there!' He had that same crazed look on his face and said, 'It's full of bats and black widows. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you, now would we?' The way he said it creeped me out. When I joined my friends, I told them what he had said. My friend Chad said his father told him to steer clear of Ted, that he's weird. Chad's dad and mom used to be friends with Ted but his dad was kinda freaked out by the way Ted looked at his wife. She was a pretty woman with long brown hair, you now, that seventies style.

A few times, Ted would offer my mom a ride to work. She took the ride one time. After that she told my dad that Ted had a darkness about him and he acted odd and was sweaty. This was October so it was strange. Needless to say, she never took another ride from him. After Ted was caught trying to kidnap that girl from the Murray, Utah mall he never returned to his apartment. When we would play outside that cellar door would bang like someone had dropped it. There was padlock on it so it was like it couldn’t be lifted. There were no real windows so any of us could see, so it would be pretty difficult to get in or out of that cellar. Sometimes we'd hear faint screams and women's voices coming from that cellar, perhaps a disembodied victim of Ted's?

I still wonder about that. We moved to another house six years after Ted was caught in Florida. To this day I’ve never been back to my childhood home. It's still kind of creepy. I'm just glad my friends and family survived our neighbor serial killer. I feel bad for all of his victims and families. For awhile I carried guilt about his actions, like I could have done something to stop this evil but, really, how can you stop an inhuman devil?”

Source: Beyond The Darkness, August 10, 2019

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Appalachian Tennessee Bigfoot

I grew up in the Appalachian Mountains. Completely rural, in a Tennessee valley community. My house was surrounded by forest and mountains.

When I was about 14, my dad started to hear strange sounds coming from the hills behind our house. Knocking sounds, as if something was hitting a tree, and the occasional unhuman yell. My dog, a rough and tough outside boy, was very drawn to those hills at random times. His ears would shoot up and he'd quickly run up to the forest and stay for a while. (him going up in the hills wasn't uncommon, but at the time he started acting particularly suspicious about them. and don't worry, nothing bad happens to him in this story.)

Anyways, the noises started to become more frequent. My brother and his friend used to hunt for Ginseng up in the hills and they heard the noises too, much louder of course since they were near the source. One day, the noises wouldn't stop. They progressed louder and louder, and there was growling. My brother was pretty much sick of it by now and wanted to know what the f**k was up there after about a year of wondering.

It's evening time, about to get dark, so he takes a flashlight and a shotgun and heads up into the hills. He sees a creature that looked like what he said could be a Sasquatch. It was tall, broad shoulders wider than its torso. He saw its silhouette because of the darkness that came. He chased it off, came back to the house, told me what happened and drew a sketch of what it looked like.

The noises had stopped after that day. they never came back.

Oh, and a couple weeks later, a new bigfoot special came on TV. a witness sketch of an alleged bigfoot, looked almost identical to the one my brother made. To this day, we're still convinced bigfoot lived there. Val

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I grew up in the Southern Appalachians, Crab Orchard Mountains in Tennessee to be precise. My much older brother and his best friend saw a Bigfoot in the 60's, while camping on the Obed River. No "guessing" about it. I always believed him.

A buddy and I were back there in the early 2000's. Late January, we're camping and riding ATVs, and it's staying around -8 degrees F that night.

We were back at the camp, warming around the fire, quietly talking. All of a sudden, the most ear piercing bellowing/shrieking of a sort that I have never heard anywhere on this planet. It had the volume of an elephant it seemed.

It moved around our campsite in the dark, staying out of the glow of the campfire. Jerry shined his big flashlight all around, and we didn't see anything, but it screamed at us another three times. Then we heard what sounded like a damn moose running through the woods. There aren't any moose around there, let me tell ya.

Jerry and I kept our handguns handy for a couple more hours, talking about what just happened. I asked him, "you know what it had to be, don't you?" And he said the words, but to this day, he doesn't even like to talk about it with me. It changed his perception of what is out in those woods though. Before that, he was Mr. Nothinscaresme. He doesn't even go out in the boonies anywhere near as much as he did before that night.

If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'. Well, you know what I'm saying. It's the truth. G

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Tall Shadowy Stalker Encountered in Queensland

The following account was recently posted on social media. Was it a Yowie?:

Okay so this is my story. I was 15, was at my boyfriend's house and it was about 10:30pm. We were sitting on his trampoline, in his backyard which faces a small park behind his house. His yard is on a ground level about a meter (3ish feet) above the ground level the park is on, and his fence is on that lower level, so by sitting on the trampoline we could see out into the darkness of the park, which was just slightly illuminated by his yard lights. We're talking when suddenly I feel an eerie chill, like we're being watched. Like something wants us to know we're being watched. I remember glancing all over the place and jumping at the smallest sounds of the night, BF laughing at me, and all before he suddenly stilled and rose up onto his knees to look at something in the park. "There's a man watching us from that tree." Jesus those words still chill me to the core. I froze, and asked him to tell me what he was doing. He told me that the man was very tall, almost halfway up the tree which was a large Eucalyptus (we live in Queensland, Australia), and that only his head and shoulder were really visible and that his eyes were glowing, or reflecting the light from his yard lights. I wondered if he was lying and making fun of me again for being paranoid earlier, so i sat up and leaned over him to see the thing next to the tree. There it was.

It was tall, darker than the shadows of the trees and wasn't lit up like the trees were from the lights. Its eyes were shining brightly, and it was exceptionally tall. Couldn't be a man, if not for the shoulder and arm draped over the tree and so was not an animal either. I fell back onto the trampoline and BF told me to be quiet, and to start moving back towards the house; it was moving towards us. I shook my head. I did not want to move. I couldn't bring myself to move. I was frozen in fear. I don't know, but I remember he had to force me up, swearing loudly and telling me it was nearly at the fence. I got up, and caught a glance of a figure nearly across the short distance from the trees to his yard and booked it to the stairs up to his front door. I glanced back to look again and BF yelled not to, that it was climbing over the fence and I somehow moved even faster and made it to the door without tripping up the stairs and breaking a leg. He told me again, it had been trying to climb over the fence when I slowed down to take a look.

His family is very religious and his father swears it was a demon trying to test their faith or some bullsh*t, but I don't think it was. Had another encounter maybe a month later when BF told me a figure was watching me from exposed ceiling beams of my old barn-like house during facetime call late at night. Maybe a shadow man? Maybe an Australian 'version' of a skinwalker? I am 19 now, and I still can't stop thinking about what happened. If anyone knows what this sort of aggressive, stalker behavior means and what creature this was please let me know. It was definitely not just some creepy man. This shadowy thing was at least 3 meters tall (9ish feet) and had bright glowing white eyes. SH

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Mesmerizing Triangular Craft Sighting

“I saw this same craft (a triangle) in 2004 while I was in North Carolina. I was close enough to it to know that it was solid. It was as big as a football field and that it was totally silent as it drifted slowly overhead. I estimated it was doing about 25 mph, not more than maybe 100' to 200' directly over me. I, too, was mesmerized by this thing as I leaned out the window of my car, which I stopped on a road outside of Apex, North Carolina, because there was absolutely no traffic at the time in the late evening and I had not passed a house for many miles. The way I spotted it was as four large lights hovering over a communication tower in a huge empty field about 300 yards to my right. I thought there were four helicopters above the tower at first, but then they began to move in unison and head towards the road I was on. There were tall pine trees up ahead lining the road but I saw this thing was going to pass right over me if I timed it right. I beat it to the point of intersection, so I slowed down to a crawl to wait for it. When the pointed nose first appeared over the trees, I came to a complete stop and leaned out the window and watched in amazement. It just kept coming, getting bigger and bigger because of its V shape, then finally the tail end came over me. The other side of the road also was lined with tall pine trees, so it was disappearing over them as it kept flying over me. There were no longer any lights showing and it was totally silent. A blimp is what came to my mind, but even they make noise and you can see the gondola underneath of them. This was no blimp. And no, I don't think I was abducted, but it changed how I think about UFO's now.” FB

Was the Black-Eyed Kid Actually Fae?

The following account was recently forwarded to me:

I'm telling this story for the first time. The only other people who know about this are my immediate family members. I know it sounds completely fabricated and I have no way to prove any of it. But it happened. I'll do my best.

I'm originally from Ireland. I moved to the states roughly 20 years back. This story takes place in County Clare, Ireland when I was about 15 years old.

One afternoon I was walking through the woods near my home. I was alone. I was a loner in my youth, and I would often stroll the woods until I found a tree to sit beneath and write. Writing has always been my hobby. My point is that I was very familiar with these woods. I felt safe there.

On this particular day I was walking a path to a specific tree that was my favorite to sit beneath. The sounds of the woods were all around me. There was a gentle breeze, and while I couldn't see the birds I could hear them. It was comforting.

And then it all stopped. Everything became unnaturally still. The air was still, the birds stopped twittering, I no longer heard a single thing. I had never experienced this before. It was as if I had suddenly become deaf. There was just nothing. No sound, no movement, no breeze.

At this point I had started to become anxious. I wasn't yet afraid but I started home anyway. The feeling in the woods was not what I was used to. I was no longer comforted, so I decided to go home.

It was then that I saw movement from the corner of my eye. Nothing I could pinpoint, but a dark shape that was just...there. And then it wasn't. Everything else was still that eerie calm. I started to walk faster...and then the black shape again. This time on my other side. Now I was afraid. I began to run. I still heard nothing but I was sure something was chasing me.

When I reached my home I ran inside and slammed the door, fully expecting my mum to yell at me for slamming. But she wasn't there. In fact, nobody was home. That was a bit odd but not unheard of. Finally gaining some sanity I decided I needed tea. Now. So I began to boil the water for tea. And then there was a knock at the door.

I jumped. My heart rose to my throat. Nobody knocked in these parts. It was a small village where everyone knew everyone else... Everyone was family. There was no knocking. There was a friendly "oy there" and then people came in... so a knock was strange.

I crept over to the glass in the door and peeked out. I noticed two things right away that terrified and confused me. The first was a child. A girl of maybe 10 or 12, looking not at me but at her feet. The second thing scared me to my toes. It was getting dark. How was that possible? I had left to go on my walk in midday. The sun had been fully out and I had been gone no longer than 40 minutes. How then was it dark? I looked at the clock. It was almost 7. How? How had I misplaced five hours? The knock came again and I jumped again. I didn't open the door.

I called out, "Oy there. Can I help ya?"

The girl didn't look up. She said "I need to come in. Please let me in" she had no accent. She wasn't Irish. There was no lilt to her voice. She sounded American.

I called out again, "I can't let you in. But I'll ring someone if you need help."

The child still didn't look up. She said, "No, that won't work. I need to come in"

At this point I had had enough of the strange scary child. She was freaking me out. I wanted my mum. I wanted my dad. I wanted to know where five hours of my life had gone and I was so frightened at this point that not even tea was going to help. So I did what any teenage girl would do when faced with a situation such as this. I screamed and ran to my bed. Covered myself with my blanket and waited for my mum to come home. This was pre cellular phones and I was not going to risk going to the kitchen to phone someone. Plus I had no idea who I would call. The girl was still knocking on the door. But she never moved to a window or to the back door. She stayed at the front door.

After awhile I got my nerve up to go check again. It had been silent for a bit. I went to the door and looked out the glass. The girl was still there. But she was no longer at the door. She was sitting on the fence. She was no longer looking down. She was looking right at me. And in the fading light it looked like her eyes were pitch black. I screamed again and ran back to the safety of my blanket.

Eventually my mum came home. I told her what happened. She decided that it was my overactive imagination but she did call down to the shops and the pub to find out if anyone in town had American family visiting or of anyone knew who the girl was. Nobody did. My grandmother told me I had survived an encounter with the Fae (fairies) and that I was lucky. She was the only one who ever believed me.

I never saw the girl again. I never had missing time again. I never felt the absolute stillness in the woods again (when I got up my courage to go back)

After I moved to the states and years later I heard of black eyed children. My story seemed to coincide with that. But that's ridiculous right? I still have no explanation. Demon? Faerie? (The Fey are said to be evil and will kidnap children and the woods was near a faerie hill) ghost? Black eyed child? I don't know. But it happened. I swear to that. IM

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Stared Down by Tall Clawed Biped in Rural Lancashire

I recently saw the following account:

A couple of years back, I was driving back from an ex-partners house at about 11 pm, in rural Lancashire in the north of England. It was late November from what I remember so it was a clear night, with a big bright moon and very cold out (for England at least). To get to my home, you have to cut off the motorway and take a slightly rural route up a wooded road! It's not a large or dense wood, you can probably walk from one end to the other in 15-20 minutes, its roughly a 5 minute drive through the trees!

As I was driving along, the road twisted and turned as it always had the hundreds of other times I had used it, so I had to drive very slowly (15-20mph) in case a car came around a bend too fast (there's always accidents there) and so I was raising and dipping my headlights and full beam as you do. As I turned a corner, about 30 feet in front of my car was a large, scrawny, grey figure. At first, I thought it was a large branch that had fallen from the tree, so I crept towards it and put on my full beam. When I got within about 10 feet of it, the creature (or whatever it was) moved as though it was doing a press up, pushing itself up with its arms, and my headlights caught its eyes which glowed like a cats do when you shine a light at them at night!

I stopped the car, half expecting it to just be a deer and run out of the way, but the creature didn't move, it just stayed stationary, staring at me, giving me a good 10-15 seconds to look at it. It the slowly stood up on two legs, still looking at me in the car. It was BIG, the top of my car probably only reached the lower rib cage region, so I'd estimate it was probably 9-10 feet tall. It was pale grey, hairless and gaunt. I could see its rib cage and spine. It had LONG bony arms, probably each about 4 feet long, and large claw-like hands. (The closest comparative description I could give is the grey, bony werewolf in the third Harry Potter movie).

Once I had taken all this in and realised the situation, I began to panic, putting my car in reverse, but the creature then just turned and walked calmly, and silently, off into the woods next to the road. It did not run, it didn't seem scared or intimidated, it almost seemed disinterested. I didn't hang about to investigate the area, I went straight home and locked the door! I spoke to all my friends, all but one of them thought I was joking, but she seemed to take it very, very seriously, having had a similar experience in a similar area a few years ago! She mentioned the work Skinwalker, something I had never heard of before. She said it was a bad omen, and after doing some research I can understand why!

As I said, I don't really believe in anything, and I've never seen anything before, and I travel that road at least once or twice a week and have never seen anything since! Does anyone have any idea what it could have been? We don't have large animals over here in the UK, the biggest we get in my area are Badgers and small and medium-sized deer! Certainly, not that size, and surely deer would startle in the headlights and run? OC

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Mysterious Low Hum

“I witnessed something similar (a triangle) in the mountains of Georgia. All you could hear was a low hum. It was moving. I was driving down the road. It was pretty late. I had just gotten off work and was on the way to a friend's house. I had the radio on but could hear something odd, I thought it was my truck, so I turned the radio off to listen. It wasn't the engine, so I started slowing down trying to figure it out. I ended up stopping in the middle of the road and getting out of my vehicle. The humming was pretty intense. I looked up and the sky was black, no stars like the rest of the sky. I could see the silhouette moving slowly and blocking out stars in other areas of the sky. I was pretty freaked out. I got back in my vehicle and hauled tail to my friend’s house, which wasn't far away at all. I got there and told him what I saw. He was genuinely frightened. He had moved his grandparents in with him recently because of his grandfather's Alzheimer's. He told me his grandfather woke up in the night screaming about little people trying to take him. His grandfather worked for the Air Force for a very long time, he apparently had worked on some secretive government aircrafts. He had talked a little about seeing strange things but would always change the subject because it was still classified. Ever since then I have kept an eye on the sky.” MB

Winged Humanoid Encounter Reported at Mount Shasta, CA

This report was recently referred to me. I'm attempting to find out when this particular sighting occurred:

There’s something haunting the woods of Mount Shasta. I don’t know what it is, but I think I’ve seen it twice. Before I moved to Mount Shasta I heard all the strange stories about the area, weird disappearances, underground alien bases and UFOs. But I didn’t take them seriously. I was living in the suburbs which was as far away from anything strange as somebody can get. It’s just not something you went around thinking about all the time. I lived in Mount Shasta for a couple of years before I really saw anything like the kinds of stories people tell here. Almost everyone you meet will talk about something they’ve seen after you get to know them. A couple of miles from town is Lake Siskiyou. There’s miles of trails and shoreline to hike along and swim, surrounded by hills and forests.

I hope what I’m about to admit doesn’t make me sound less believable, but I’ve used marijuana occasionally since high-school, and at the time this happened I was using it medicinally to help with some medical issues. It’s legal in California and not a really big deal, most people are okay about it. To make a long story short, I wanted to try to grow a couple of plants on my own so I bought some seedlings, and I went searching around in some areas of the forest in the back of Lake Siskiyou, where a series of creeks flow into it. I was trying to find a place near a water source where I could plant some seeds, that had a lot of shrubbery and tree cover so the plants would be hidden.

This wasn’t a big operation, I just wanted a few plants for my own use. We were renting a place and I didn’t have any property to grow on, so it seemed like a harmless thing to do.

You can understand it’s partly because of this that I’m being very careful about remaining unknown, technically I could get in some trouble for this.

It was getting near the end of summer when me and a friend camped out in the woods behind the lake. Before dark we took the trail to the north shore of the lake and walked up into the forest, where we set a tent up in a wooded area close to where my plants were growing. We were trying to be very quiet and didn’t use any lights, because it’s illegal to camp here overnight.

It was around midnight when we decided to go to the lake’s north shore for a swim, because it was too hot to fall asleep. We were walking on the trail back to the lake, it was dark and felt humid. As we continued down the path we passed through a grassy area and there was a mist hanging over this area at about 3 or 4 feet off the ground, but just this one area nowhere else. I remember my friend saying something about it because it seemed so unusual to her. A little further ahead something crashed high up in the trees above us, we were both startled by the sound of branches splitting and breaking. Whatever it was made quite a bit of noise, like something scrambling to hide.

It scared the hell out of us both. When I turned around and looked up, I saw two large glowing yellow eyes looking down, from high up in the tree, but the rest of its form was hidden in the branches. It only looked down for a moment, and it must have turned away, because its shining eyes were gone a moment later. Then there was another crashing in the limbs like something suddenly jumping or falling, breaking more branches, but nothing hit the ground. My friend wasn’t looking up when this happened, she was looking directly behind us, but she heard it and turned around.

As the second crashing happened the tree limbs high up shook, causing broken branches and limbs to fall. But nothing large like an animal hit the ground, only falling debris.

It freaked us out so we both ran and got out of there. After we were further down the trail I told her it was probably a bear or mountain lion climbing up the tree, and we must have scared it. But I couldn’t forget how large its eyes must have been. For me to have been able to see them shining so brightly from high up in the that tree, and the weird mist that was only in that grassy area. It bothered me, but I didn’t say anything more about it because I didn’t want to freak my friend out for the rest of the night.

It was probably about an hour later after we went swimming on the north shore that we saw something again. We were both sitting on the sand having a smoke, and from behind us we both heard a sound like huge wings flapping. We both turned around at the same time and saw this large, black bat-like form soar directly over us, soaring at about the same height as the tallest trees, it crossed over the lake and then veered off towards the south, where it disappeared from view. The creature looked like a flying humanoid with bat-like wings, about the size of a tall man. It was far too big to be any kind of owl or bird, and we were both so freaked out that we didn’t go back into the woods again that night, we just went back to the main campground adjacent to the lake, and got in our car and drove home.

I returned the next day with a friend to get our tent we left, my girlfriend didn’t want to go back there. I looked around the area to see if there were any tracks or something, remembering that someone had told me that a long time ago there were reported in the local newspaper to be three-toed tracks up on Mount Shasta, but I couldn’t find anything that looked out of the ordinary and I’ve never seen anything like that since, but we don’t go camping out in remote places around the mountain anymore. I never knew how widespread the sightings of these flying creatures were until after this happened to me, and I started researching it online. That’s how I found out that there is some truth to the strange things people claim to see around Mount Shasta. S

Have you had a sighting of a flying humanoid or huge bat-like creature. Please feel free to contact me at lonstrickler@phantomsandmonsters.com - your anonymity is guaranteed. Our investigative group is conducting a serious examination of his phenomenon. We are merely seeking the truth and wish to determine what eyewitnesses have been encountering. Your cooperation is truly appreciated. You can call me directly at 410-241-5974 as well. Thanks...Lon Strickler
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Devil's Bloody Hoof Prints

“When I was 17, it was a really hard time as I and my family members all had different awful experiences clustered at once and I cried myself to sleep one night. I woke up in the dark to see the silhouette of my mum sitting on the end of my bed in the pitch black. I’ve obviously flipped out. Was she playing and turned the lamp on? She was visibly upset and shaking and said “I thought you were dead” not “I dreamt” or anything. And I was freaked out, told her I was fine and sent her back to bed.

The next morning when I woke up and went to the bathroom. There was what can only be described as bloody hoof prints. We have no pets, they weren’t footprints and no one was on their period in my house. It couldn’t have been a stray animal because there was no way of it getting in and I checked CCTV (we only have exterior though) and nothing. They were literal cloven hoofprints and they started on my bathroom tile facing the mirror. They then go out of the bathroom onto the hall carpet and there’s only two other doors on that floor on the same left-side. The bloody prints go directly towards the far door (my bedroom) like it knew I was there. The prints stop facing my door. My floor is laminate and there was no blood of any print whatsoever within my room. I can only say that whatever negative energy I was putting out that night was like an antenna and something thought it would be able to feast on me. But clearly God or Jesus Christ or my angel(s) protected me and for that it genuinely brings tears to my eyes.

I’m a Christian Catholic but the truth of their corruption is so profound it’s only by the devil's work their true exposure has been quelled thus far. My mum however is an atheist but strange how her maternal instincts kicked in because she sensed a danger like never before to her only child. I had at least two other experiences with things that weren’t from this plane/frequency. These ones I actually saw.” RE95

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The Devil Came To Me

“When I was 10 years old in the 4th grade, I had a horrible encounter of paranormal proportions. I was not on any meds of any kind or any drugs. I was a little kid, and at 3:00 AM the devil came to me. He woke me by levitating as a big black cat outside my window and even though I was sound asleep, he made me aware of his presence. He appeared through my window into my bedroom. I was F'ing terrified. This big black cat was laying on top of my chest, staring into my eyes and even though I had them closed tight, he made me see his eyes right through my eyelids. I could not talk or scream. My older brother was sleeping in his bed in the same room, was sleeping and not aware of what was happening to me.

The devil hurts you psychologically. He makes you see and hear things. He made bodies of the dead float around my room. I saw pain and misery and when I saw him, the devil, in his own form, he was dancing on the stove in our kitchen, with the fire on the stove on high. My bedroom was right next to the kitchen. I was shown all this horrible stuff and at that very minute, before I saw the devil on the stove, I was able to scream, 'God help me! My brother heard me, flicked the lights on and everything disappeared. When I ran out into the kitchen, the Devil was laughing on the stove, then vanished. I told my parents everything.

We were Roman Catholic. We had our house exorcized and blessed by the church and our own family priest. I talked to my family priest to please ask God to heal my mind and to heal me from those horrific aberrations that transpired in my bedroom when I was 10. After a few months, I was able to sleep back in my own bed. I slept with my parents for months. As I was scared that IT would happen to me again but it never did. Thank you, Lord, I know you are there.' I have seen the other one, the mean nasty red one with horns. He is evil and pissed off. Other than my immediate family, I only told my best friend from the 4th grade and my priest. He asked me 30 years later remember the cat in your room. I sure the heck do. The most important thing I learned from having that experience was, the Devil wants people to think he is not real. LET ME TELL YOU. He is real and really terrifying. I grew up in a little town called South Plainfield, New Jersey.” JW