Well, the jacket turned over.
And so did the man wearing it.
He also had no face left.
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So, he goes into the kitchen and starts moving the refrigerator.
Turns out the entry into the basement is underneath carpeting beneath the fridge.
At this point I notice a dead cat, mostly down to a skeleton.
Not my favorite sight but really common in crawlspaces and basements.
There are animal skeletons everywhere, at least ten on a cursory look.
Some of them are so degraded I cant determine what they used to be.
Something clicks in my brain and I get this immense sense of danger.
It looked like it had been violently torn off with no sign of the rest of the moose anywhere.
It was fresh with blood still on the wound probably no more than a couple hours old.
Also no bear prints so I have no idea what killed this.
And so Im like you didnt find any tracks at all?
Id been at football training with a few of my cousins when I was about 10 years old.
Well, the jacket turned over.
And so did the man wearing it.
He also had no face left.
Not gonna lie, that was rough.
Im about to go explore under the bridge when she points something out.
I look over and in the woods across from us I see a guy.
Well, one day Im changing alone and someone wasnt blocking the door.
I look over and see an eye peeping in through the hole watching me change.
I pull the rest of my clothes back on quickly and run out to tell my twin brother.
Nothing else was there, no bullet holes or signs of a arrow or anything else.
Couldnt find any tracks from other people or animal.
It was pretty creepy.
Found in the hills of WV.
I was walking with family when I was little and we came across a sheeps head.
No body or blood just a severed sheeps head on the path.
We had gone in pretty deep and it required a good amount of climbing.
Then he began to come towards us.
Without skipping a bit my bf grabbed my hand and we almost ran downhill till the path.
He looked troubled so we asked if he needed help.
He obliged, telling us he was dog sitting for his friend and the dog got loose.
It was like they completely vanished.
Keep in mind it was Autumn so any footsteps could be heard from quite afar.
But it was just silent.
Not a single trace of them anywhere.
Still dont really know what happened.
Maybe they ran away real quick?
Was definitely enough to creep us out though.
Walking on the beach with my boyfriend and we had walked to a giant rocky cliff to make out.
Somebody was just gazing at the ocean, crying and shaking.
My boyfriend and I watched him until he reached the public area and decided to call it a night.
Im pretty sure he was going to jump.
I found a womans body floating in a harbor in San Pedro, CA.
Its quite beautiful in its own way.
It didnt take another second for a much more weighty pair of footsteps to appear.
About 15 seconds of complete quietness had passed just for the words Oi!
You fucking idiot left your kebab on the bench to break the silence.
This was quite a few years ago now.
But me and my friend had this really cool spot to hang out , in the woods.
The hike was well rewarding though.
There was tons of wildlife and the butterflies lived there, so there was always tons of butterflies.
In Auburn, AL in 2008.
It was halloween and we googled haunted houses.
We drove out there at like 10pm.
This was before iphones and GPS so we had mapquest directions.
It started driving towards us (down their own driveway).We backed out and peeled out.
It followed us, like almost bumping our rear end.
Right on our tail down this pitch black dirt road in the middle of the Alabama woods.
We were flipping our shit.
It was texas chainsaw massacre/hills have eyes stuff.
No idea who was driving.
This took place in the Australian bush around 10/11 at night.
I was 17, leading a staggered column of about 60 Cadets to our detachment campsite.
They looked like huntsmans which are about the size of an adults hand.
Sweeping my head around, I realised there were thousands of the things.
I had averybrisk walk back to the formation and attempted to play it cool while screaming in my head.
Kinda fuckin weird but Im still like okay just be hunters around or something??
I decided my dog had a long enough walk after seeing that.
My boyfriend and I were backpacking through rural Tasmania a few years ago.
While on a bus, we were discussing our plans for the ensuing two weeks.
The girl in the seat in front turns around and offers us a place to stay in her town.
A few days later we decide to take them up on their offer.
We call her, and she says theyre happy to host us.
So far so good.
They meet us at the train station and immediately something feels off.
We ignored our guts and followed them.
They lead us straight out of town.
We ask them where were going and they say that they live on the outskirts.
This town is creepy as fuck.
Eventually we reach the house at the very end of the town.
Set up in the middle of the living room is a single mattress with a sheet hanging around it.
They show us around the house except for one door which stays closed.
When I asked what was behind it they pretended not to hear.
Our room has a made bed, chest of drawers and looks like a normal room.
It seems weird that they sleep on mattresses in the living room when they have a guest room.
We go back into the living room and look around.
A lot of knives.
My boyfriend asks if they go hunting?
The partner hands one of the knives to my boyfriend and asks him to open it.
Its a massive fucking bowie knife with what looks like blood staining around the edges of the blade.
My boyfriend laughs awkwardly and sets it down.
They have a tattoo gun to practice.
My boyfriend asks if they have any tattoos.
Theres a small axe at the door.
I ask if they collect wood.
Suddenly the guy says he wants to go to the shops.
We agree quickly because were creeped out and want to get back into the town.
The four of us leave and they start walking in the opposite direction to the town.
I say that the town is back the other way.
The guy says this way would be more interesting because it goes up through the trees.
I tell my boyfriend that Im freaking out but he thinks its ok. We follow them into the trees.
The path goes up the mountain.
We are going in the total opposite direction of the town.
The girl turns around to her partner and whispers so where was the place again?
My boyfriend and I freeze.
I say I want to take the road back to town and start walking.
When the four of us arrive in the one shop in town no one recognises the couple.
And this is a really small town.
I did some snooping on the area.
Their house had an extra room (behind the mystery door) and a basement.
The path that we were taking led straight out of town and up the mountain.
There was no way it could loop back into town.
So yeah pretty sure we narrowly avoided being murdered.
Or maybe they were just massive weirdos.
Was middle of summer so stayed light till around 10pm, 11pm till it was fully dark.
Cue halfway through the night, wake up and have to pee like a madman.
Screamed louder then I ever screamed in my life.
Leaders wake up, jump the guy and hold him till the police arrive.
Turns out he had a tazer, blindfold, rope and several knives in his bag.
When I was a kid, I used to live on a tiny property in the woods.
My house was basically built around where stables were once.
My room was, back when it was still stables, where the hay was stocked.
Now that this have been said, we can go to the fun thing.
Once, I fucking heard a kid giggling from upstairs.
