It was a dark and rainy day the kind of one were you just want
to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea?
But I wasn't at home. I was out in the woods hiking
with a group of friends, we had planned this trip for weeks and
we were all excited to spend a few days.
Exploring. The beautiful Wilderness, we had
set up camp near a small stream and we spent the afternoon
fishing and swimming in the cool clear water as the sun began to
set. We gathered around the campfire
to roast marshmallows and tell ghost stories.
One of my friends, a Native American woman named Sarah told
us a story about skinwalkers. According to Legend skinwalkers
are evil beings that can transform into any animal.
They choose, they are said to be able to control the minds of
their victims and they are feared by many Native American
tribes. Sarah told us that skinwalkers
are often seen in the woods at night, and that, if you see one,
it's best to run. And never look back.
She said that they can sense fear and that they are attracted
to people who are alone and vulnerable.
Bowl as the fire began to die down.
I started to feel a sense of unease.
The would seem to be getting darker and more ominous by the
minute. I couldn't shake the feeling
that something was watching us, and I found myself constantly
looking over my shoulder as we got ready for bed.
I made sure to stay close to the others.
I didn't want to be alone in the woods, not with the skinwalker
potentially lurking in the shadows, I finally fell asleep.
But my sleep was fitful and Disturbed I kept waking up.
Up feeling like something was in the tent with me.
I tried to tell myself. It was just my imagination but I
couldn't shake the feeling of being watched in the middle of
the night. I was awoken by a loud guttural,
growl. It was so close.
I could feel the vibrations in the ground.
I got up heart racing and peered into the darkness.
That's when I saw it, a pair of glowing eyes staring at me from
the Shadows, they seem to be getting closer and closer until
I could make out the shape of a large wolf.
Creature. I screamed and the skinwalker
let out a deafening hell. I could feel it's warm breath on
my face, and I knew I had to do something I fumbled for my
flashlight, and when I found it, I flashed it directly into the
skinwalkers eyes it. Let out a high-pitched, whine
and retreated into the darkness. I woke up the others and we
huddled together, shaking and terrified.
We knew we had to get out of there as fast as possible.
We packed up our belongings and started to run.
We ran for what? It felt like hours not stopping
until we saw the faint glow of dawn on the horizon.
When we finally reached civilization we collapsed in
exhaustion. I don't think I'll ever forget
that night in the woods. The memory of the skinwalkers
glowing eyes will haunt me forever but I'm grateful to be
alive and I know that I'll never take the safety of civilization
for granted again. It was a crisp autumn evening
when our group of six set out on our camping trip in the remote
mountains of Utah. We had planned this trip for
weeks, excited to escape the city and spend a few days.
Exploring the rugged Wilderness. As we drove deeper into the
mountains, the trees grew taller, and the air grew colder.
We eventually reached our campsite a clearing nestled
among the pine-trees. We set up our tents and built a
fire settling in for the night at first.
Everything seemed normal, we chatted and laughed.
Around the camp fire roasting marshmallows and telling
stories. But as the night wore on, we
began to sense a strange presence in the woods around us.
The animals had gone silent and the air was Heavy with an
unsettling energy. We tried to brush it off as our
imaginations, running wild, but the feeling only grew stronger.
As the hours passed. It was as if something was
watching us from the darkness, just beyond the light of the
fire. As we huddled around the fire,
trying to shake off the creeping dread.
We heard of Faint rustling in the brush at first.
We assumed it was just a small animal but as the wrestling grew
louder, it became clear that whatever was out.
There was much larger suddenly a shadow emerge from the trees, it
was a hulking humanoid figure its eyes glowing in the
darkness. We froze paralyzed with fear as
it approached us as it drew closer.
We could see that it was covered in matted fur.
Its face Twisted into a grotesque snarl, it was like
nothing we had ever seen before and we knew we In grave danger,
we scramble to our feet, ready to run, but it was too late.
The creature lunged at us. It's claws, outstretched.
We scattered in every direction, desperate to escape, I race
through the woods, my heart pounding, in my chest, I could
hear the creatures growls and snarls behind me getting closer
and closer. I knew I had to find a way to
escape, or it would be the end for all of us.
I burst out of the trees into a clearing panting and gasping for
air. I turned to see if the Creature
was still following me and that's when I saw it there in
the center of the clearing. Stood, a strange ancient looking
stone monument. It was covered in strange,
symbols and markings and it seemed to radiate a faint Eerie
light. I didn't know what it was or
what it meant. But I knew one thing, for sure,
it was my only chance at survival.
I ran towards the monument. My eyes fixed on its glowing
surface. As I reached it, I felt a surge
of energy coursing through my body.
The creatures, growls grew louder, but I No longer afraid.
I turned to face the creature, my fists clenched at my sides.
It lunged at me. It's claws extended, but I was
ready for it with a fierce cry ice one, my arm striking, the
creature with all my might to my surprise, it crumpled to the
ground. It's snarls, turning to whimpers
as it retreated back into the woods.
I stood there panting and trembling my heart racing with
adrenaline. I had no idea what had just
happened, but I knew that the stone monument had somehow given
me the strength. Encouraged to defeat the
creature, we return to civilization the next day.
Shaken, but grateful to be alive.
We never spoke of what happened in the woods that night.
I had always been an avid hiker. And when I heard about the new
National Park that had just opened up in the mountains, I
knew I had to go check it out. The park was said to be filled
with beautiful trails and breathtaking views and I
couldn't wait to explore it. I plan my trip for a weekend in
the fall. When the leaves were turning and
the weather was just starting to get chilly.
But I packed my backpack, with all the essentials water,
snacks, a map, and my trusty camera and set off early in the
morning, the drive to the park was long.
But the views were worth it. The mountains, rose up around
me, their peaks covered in a dusting of snow.
As I drove, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and
Adventure, welling up inside me, I arrived at the park around
noon. And after paying the entrance
fee, I set off on the trail, it was a clear sunny day and the
air was crisp and clean. The trees were starting to turn
orange and gold and the leaves. Rustled softly under my feet.
As I walked, as I hiked deeper into the park.
I felt myself. Becoming more and more immersed
in the wilderness. The trail twisted and turned
leading me through dense forests and over Rocky Cliffs.
I took in deep breaths of the fresh Mountain, Air feeling my
worries melting away. But as the day wore on the sun
began to dip lower in the sky and a sense of unease started to
creep Over Me. I checked my map and realized
that I had been walking for much longer than I had planned.
I was starting to worry that I might not make it back to my car
before nightfall I picked up my pace.
Trying to make it back to the trailhead as quickly as
possible. But as I hurried along, I
couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.
I kept turning around trying to catch a glimpse of whatever was
following me, but I never saw anything just when I thought I
couldn't take the tension, any longer, I spotted the trailhead
up ahead, I let out a sigh of relief and Quicken my Pace even
more eager to get back to the safety of my car.
But as I approached the trailhead, I noticed something
strange the In lot was empty, except for my car.
There wasn't a single person in sight.
I hesitated for a moment. Wondering if I should go back
and try to find another way out of the park, but the thought of
being out there in the dark alone and lost was too much to
bear. So, I gathered my courage and
headed towards my car as I approached, I saw that the
driver's side door was slightly, ajar I froze.
My heart pounding in my chest at someone broke into my car.
While I was out on the trail, Slowly approached.
The car my hand shaking, as I reached for the door as I
touched it. I heard a rustling sound behind
me. I spun around my heart racing
but I saw nothing. I stood there for a moment,
trying to calm my nerves. I told myself that it was just
the wind or maybe a squirrel or something but I couldn't shake
the feeling that something was watching me.
I gathered my courage and peered inside the car.
It was empty. Just as I had left it.
I let out a sigh of relief and climbed inside, locking the
doors behind me as I started the engine and pulled out of the
parking lot. I couldn't help, but feel like I
was being followed, I kept looking in my rearview mirror
expecting to see someone or something lurking behind me, but
the road was empty. I drove as quickly as I could
trying to put as much distance between myself and the park is
possible. But as I reached the highway, I
suddenly heard a loud thud against the back of my car, I
yelped and swerved trying to regain control.
When I finally came to a stop on the side of the road I
frantically check for damage. There was a large dent in the
back bumper but thankfully it didn't seem to have affected the
car's performance. I sat there for a moment trying
to catch my breath. I couldn't believe what had just
happened. I had never been in an accident
before and the thought of being out here alone and vulnerable
was terrifying. As I sat there, trying to
compose myself. I suddenly heard a rustling
sound behind me. I turned around expecting to see
an animal or something but instead I saw a figure standing
just a few feet away. It was a tall thin man with long
straggly hair in a wild maniacal.
Look in his eyes. He was covered in dirt and grime
and he looked like he hadn't slept or bathed in days.
I tried to scream but my voice was stuck in my throat.
I scrambled to start the car but my hands were shaking so badly
that I couldn't even get the key in the ignition.
The man approached me slowly. As soon as Smile spreading
across his face. I close my eyes expecting the
worst, but instead I heard the sound of footsteps receding into
the distance. When I opened my eyes, the man
was gone. I sat there for a moment trying
to wrap my head around what had just happened.
Had I really just seen a ghost or something.
I finally managed to start the car and get back on the road,
but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was still
following me. Every time I looked in the
rearview mirror, I half expected to see them.
Man standing behind me. I drove for what felt like an
eternity, my heart racing, the whole way.
When I finally reached the safety of my own home.
I collapsed on the couch too terrified to even move.
I never went back to that national park again.
The thought of encountering that creepy, man again was too much
to bear. And every time I went hiking, I
couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching me
waiting to strike. It was a cold dark November
evening in Minnesota when my hunting party and I set out into
the woods, the air was crisp. And the leaves crunched beneath
our feet as we trudged, through the forest, our rifles, slung
over our shoulders, and our senses on high alert.
We were searching for dear. Of course, it was hunting season
after all, but as the sun began to set in the shadows grew
longer, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off
about this particular trip. At first, it was just a faint
sense of unease that At prickled, at the back of my
neck. But as the hours ticked by, and
we failed to spot a single deer, the feeling only grew stronger,
my companion seemed to sense it too.
They were quieter than usual and kept casting nervous glances at
the trees around us, just as the last slivers of daylight were
fading from the sky. We finally caught sight of a
deer. It was a big one with a Sleek
muscular body in a rack of antlers that gleamed in the
Moonlight. We readied our rifles and took
aim our hearts pounding Excitement.
But just, as we were about to pull the trigger, something
strange happened, the deer suddenly turned and looked
straight at us. It's eyes glowing with an eerie
otherworldly light and then with a flick of its tail, it bounded
off into the darkness, we followed it of course it was a
rare opportunity to back such a trophy deer but as we crept
through the underbrush, I couldn't shake the feeling that
we were being watched every rustle in the leaves.
Every snap of a twig sent shivers down my spine and then
Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer.
We heard a faint high-pitched shrieking sound.
It seemed to be coming from all around us, echoing through the
trees and sending a chill down, my spine, we froze in our
tracks, unsure of what to do. And then out of the darkness, a
pair of glowing eyes appeared, they seem to be floating in
mid-air staring at us with a malevolent intensity that sent a
wave of fear coursing through my body.
I wanted to run to get as far away from that cursed place as I
could but Feet were rooted to the spot as if some unseen force
was holding me there. And then with a sudden burst of
movement, the eyes, darted towards us, we scattered trying
to escape the creature. That seem to be pursuing us.
But no matter how fast we ran, it seemed to be right behind us.
It's shrieks echoing in our ears and it's glowing eyes.
Fixed on our backs we ran for what felt like hours.
Our breath coming in short gasps in our hearts pounding in our
chests but eventually we stumbled upon a clearing ass
small grassy patch surrounded by a circle of trees.
We collapsed onto the ground panting and gasping for air.
And As We Lay there, trying to catch our breath, we heard a
rustling in the underbrush slowly.
We turn to see a deer standing at the edge of the clearing but
this was no ordinary. Dear, its eyes were glowing with
that, same year, he light and its antlers seem to Shimmer in
the darkness, we scrambled to our feet, our rifles at the
ready, but the deer just stood there gazing at us with an
almost curious. Oppression and then with a flick
of its tail, it turned and vanished into the woods.
We looked at each other confused.
We didn't see that thing again. And we went back to our trucks
and went home. We all agreed to never go back
to those woods. We never spoke of that night
again. It was a dark and stormy night,
when I arrived at the gas station where I worked, I had
been working the late shift at the station for a few months now
and had never really experienced anything out of the ordinary.
It was a quiet town in the middle of nowhere and the only
thing that really made it scary was the fact that it was so
isolated. I pulled into the parking lot
and saw that the lights were on inside the store.
I assume that the previous employee had left them on by
accident which wasn't uncommon. I grabbed my umbrella.
And made my way to the door trying to avoid the puddles of
water that had formed on the ground.
As I entered the store, I was greeted by the sound of the rain
pounding against the roof, it was a comforting sound, but also
a bit Eerie. Given the circumstances, I made
my way to the back of the store to clock in and start my shift
the first few hours went by smoothly.
I stocked shelves, cleaned up the store and even managed to
get a few hours of homework done.
It wasn't until around midnight that things started to get.
Which I was sitting behind the counter scrolling through my
phone, when I heard a knock at the door, I assumed it was just
someone looking to use the restroom or maybe buy a snack.
So I didn't think much of it. I walked to the door and
unlocked it, but when I opened it, there was nobody there I
looked around the parking lot, but all I saw was the rain in a
few cars driving by on the road. I Shrugged it off and went back
to my seat behind the counter, but then it happened again,
another knock at the door, followed by the Sound of
footsteps running away. At this point, I was starting to
get a bit creeped out, I locked the door and went back to my
seat trying to reassure myself that it was just some kids
playing a prank but then the phone rang I answered it and was
met with silence on the other end.
I assumed it was just a wrong number so I hung up and went
back to my phone but then the phone rang again.
And again, each time there was nothing but silence on the other
end I started to feel like I was being Watched, I could feel eyes
on me even though I was alone in the store, I couldn't shake the
feeling. That something wasn't right?
I tried to ignore it but it was becoming impossible.
Finally after what felt like hours of this strange activity.
I heard a knock at the door again, but this time it was
different. It was louder and more
persistent. I couldn't ignore it.
I slowly made my way to the door, my heart racing in my
chest. I unlock the door and slowly
opened it peering out. Into the darkness.
And that's when I saw it. I figure standing in the rain
soaked to the bone and covered in mud.
It was a man, but there was something off about him.
His eyes were wild, and his hair was matted to his face.
He was staring at me with an intensity that made me feel like
I was being dissected. Can I help you?
I asked my voice shaking. The man didn't say anything.
He just stared at me a strange smile spreading across his face.
I could feel the fear coursing through my veins.
And I knew I needed to get out of there, I started to back
away, but the man reached out and grabbed my arm, please let
me go. I begged trying to pull my arm
free from his grasp but he didn't let go instead he leaned
in his face close from mine. I've been looking for you.
He whispered his voice low and raspy I couldn't move.
I was Frozen with fear not knowing what to do.
The man seemed to sense my fear and he started to laugh a
maniacal sound that. Sent chills down.
My spine, don't worry. He said his grip on my arm
tightening, I'm not going to hurt you, I just need your help.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
How could this man? Think that I would help him
after everything? He had put me through.
I tried to pull away again, but he was too strong.
Please let me go. I begged again, the man finally
released his grip on my arm, but he didn't move away.
He just stood there. Staring at me with those wild
eyes. I knew I had to get out of there
but I couldn't just leave him in the rain.
Come inside. I said my voice barely above a
whisper, you can wait out the storm in the store, the man,
nodded and followed me inside his footsteps, heavy on the
floor. I locked the door behind us and
led him to a chair in the corner of the store.
I couldn't shake the feeling that I was making a huge
mistake, but I couldn't just leave him out in the storm.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound being
the rain pounding. The windows I couldn't bring
myself to look at the men. So I just stared at the floor
trying to come up with a plan. Finally, the man spoke thank
you. He said his voice, still raspy,
I didn't know where else to go. I turned to look at him trying
to gauge his sincerity. He seemed genuine but I couldn't
shake the feeling that there was more to his story.
What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?
I asked the man hesitated for a moment before answering.
I'm Going from something. He said his eyes downcast
something that's been chasing me for a long time.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, this man was running
from something, what could be so terrifying that he would end up
out here in the middle of nowhere.
What are you running from? I asked my voice barely above a
whisper. The man looked up at me.
His eyes filled with fear. I don't know.
He said, I just know that I have to keep moving.
It's the only way to stay safe. I couldn't believe what I was
hearing this man was clearly in trouble, and I had no idea how
to help him but I couldn't just turn him away not in the middle
of a storm. You can stay here as long as you
need. I said trying to sound
reassuring but you have to tell me what's going on.
Maybe I can help the man hesitated for a moment before.
Finally speaking, I don't know if anyone can help he said, but
I'll tell you what I can. And so, the man told me his
story, he had been Going from something for months ever since
it had first appeared in his dreams, he had no idea what it
was, but he knew that it was after him.
It had chased him from town to town, always one step behind.
He had lost everything in his pursuit to stay alive, including
his home in his job. And now he had ended up here in
this gas station in the middle of nowhere.
Hoping to outrun whatever it was that was after him.
I listened to his story with growing horror, it was clear
that this man was terrified And I couldn't blame him but I had
no idea how to help him. What can I do?
I asked my voice shaking, the man looked at me, with
desperation, in his eyes. I don't know he said, but I
can't keep running forever. I need to find a way to stop it.
I nodded trying to think of a solution, but before I could
come up with anything the man suddenly stood up his eyes, wild
with fear, it's here. He whispered it's found me.
I looked around the store trying See what he was talking about
but there was nothing there, just the rain in the darkness.
What do you mean? I asked trying to keep the Panic
out of my voice, the man didn't answer.
You just stood there shaking with fear, and then I heard it
the sound of footsteps approaching the door.
I froze, not knowing what to do. The man.
Grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the back of the store.
We have to hide. He whispered, I followed him, my
heart pounding, in my chest, we hid behind And a shelf of chips,
trying to stay as quiet as possible.
I could hear the footsteps getting closer and closer and I
knew that whatever was out there was getting closer to finally
the footsteps stopped. I could hear the sound of
someone, trying to open the door, but it was locked.
And then silence. We waited there for what felt
like hours, not daring to move. And then just as suddenly as it
had appeared, the presence was gone.
The man and I emerged from our hiding spot shaking with fear
Gone. I said trying to reassure myself
as much as him but the man didn't look relieved.
He just looked more scared than ever.
It's knocked on, he said his voice.
Barely above a whisper, it's never gone.
It's always watching waiting for the moment when it can strike
again. I didn't know what to say.
I knew that this man was terrified and I couldn't blame
him, but I had no idea how to help him.
All I could do was offer him a place to rest until the storm
passed the man stayed. With me, for the rest of my
shift, sitting in the corner of the store and staring into
space. I tried to talk to him to get
him to open up about what was going on.
But he just sat there, lost in his own thoughts.
When my shift was over. I left the man in the store and
made my way home. My mind racing with everything
that had happened. I knew that I couldn't just
leave him there but I had no idea what to do.
I spent the rest of the night lying in bed, trying to make
sense of everything that had happened and as the rain,
pounded, Against my window. I knew that I would never be
able to forget the night that I met the man running from
something in the middle of nowhere.
It was a cold Dark Night in the Woods of Utah and I was all
alone in my tent huddled, under my blankets, trying to stay
warm. I had been camping by myself for
the past week, exploring the remote Wilderness and enjoying
the peace and solitude. But as the hours ticked by, I
couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching me.
The rustling of the leaves outside.
My tent seem louder than usual and every now and then I thought
I heard the faint sound of footsteps approaching.
I tried to convince myself, If that it was just my imagination
but the longer I lay there, the more uneasy I became I kept
telling myself to go to sleep, but my mind was racing and my
heart was pounding in my chest. Finally, after what felt like an
eternity, I fell into a Restless Slumber.
But my sleep was short-lived as I was soon awoken by a loud
guttural. Growl that seem to be coming
from just outside my tent. I sat up with a start my heart
racing, as I listened intently for any other sounds for a
Moments there was nothing but silence and then I heard it
again the growling this time accompanied by the sound of
something scratching at the fabric of my tent.
I froze not daring to move a muscle as the scratching
continued, growing louder and more frenzied with each passing
moment. And then with a sudden burst of
strength, the tent was torn open and a shadowy figure loomed over
me. I screamed scrambling to get
away as the figure reached out towards me with long clawed
fingers but it was too late. Eight.
I was trapped with nowhere to go as the creature closed in on me
as I looked up at it. I saw that it was a skinwalker,
a creature from Native American folklore said to be able to
transform into any animal it desired.
And as it leaned down towards me, it's face contorted into a
grotesque snarl. I knew that I was doomed, I
close my eyes, bracing myself for the end, but to my surprise,
the skinwalker didn't attack instead.
It spoke to me in a voice that was both guttural in dearly
Human, why are you here it growled?
This is my territory. You have no business being here.
I stared at the creature in shock unable to believe what was
happening, but as it continued to stare at me, with its cold
glowing eyes. I knew that I had to answer.
I'm just camping. I stammered my voice trembling
with fear. I didn't mean to intrude.
I'll leave right away. I promise the skinwalker seem to
consider this for a moment and then at nodded very well.
It said, but if you value your life, you will leave and never
return. Do you understand?
I nodded fervently tears, streaming down my face as I
begged for mercy. And with a final growl, the
skinwalker turned and disappeared into the darkness
leaving me alone and shaking in my torn up tent, I packed up my
things as quickly as I could not daring to look back.
As I flood the woods and as I stumbled through the darkness, I
couldn't help. But wonder what other Horrors.
Lay hidden in the shadows waiting to claim.
Their next victim. I ran through the woods as fast
as my legs. Could carry me, not stopping
until I reach the safety of my car.
I threw my belongings into the trunk and jumped into the
driver's seat. Handshaking as I tried to start
the engine. Finally after what felt like an
eternity, the car roared to life and I tore out of the campsite
leaving the woods and the skinwalker far behind.
But as I drove through the dark, empty roads, every time I looked
in the rearview mirror, I half expected to see the glowing Guys
of the skinwalker staring back at me, I tried to push the
thought out of my mind focusing, instead on getting as far away
from the woods as possible, but no matter how fast, I drove the
memories of my encounter, with the skinwalker stayed.
With me, haunting me every step of the way, I drove four hours,
not stopping until I reach the nearest town.
And as I stumbled into the first hotel I saw, I knew that I would
never go camping again. The memory of the skinwalker
stayed with me for years. Always lurking in the back of my
mind. I never told anyone about what
had happened. Not even my closest friends and
family, but every now and then, when the moon was full in the
stars were bright. I would find myself thinking
back to that terrifying Night in the Woods of Utah.
And I knew that I was lucky to have escaped with my life.
It all started on a stormy night when park ranger John, decided
to venture into the Deep Woods of the park to check on a
reported disturbance as he made his way through the thick brush,
the wind howled in the tree. Swayed violently John tried to
shake off the feeling of unease that was creeping up on him, but
he couldn't shake the sense that something was watching him as he
approached the area of the disturbance.
He heard a faint rustling coming from a nearby cave.
Without hesitation, he drew his flashlight and made his way
towards The opening the cave was dark and narrow and John could
feel the cool air emanating from within.
He took a deep breath and stepped inside as he made his
way deeper into the cave. He could feel the temperature
drops significantly. The walls were slick with
moisture in the floor was uneven in Rocky.
John's flash, light flickered and he stopped to replace the
batteries as he searched through his pack.
He heard a faint scratching sound coming from ahead he
froze, listening intently, the scratching grew Louder and more
urgent and John could feel his heart racing in his chest.
He grabbed his flashlight and continued forward trying to
ignore the creeping sense of dread.
That was overtaking him as he rounded a bend in the cave.
He saw something that made his blood run cold, a pair of
glowing eyes, stared back at him from the darkness.
John put his flashlight on the creature.
Revealing a twisted fur-covered, monster with sharp teeth and
Claws. It was a skinwalker a creature
of legend that could take on the form of Any animal at desired
and it was hungry, John turned and ran his heart, pounding his
chest, he could feel the skinwalker right on his heels,
its claws, scraping against the rocky floor.
He knew he couldn't outrun it forever.
So he turned and faced it brandishing.
His flashlight as a weapon, the skinwalker snarled and lunged at
him its teeth bared. John swung, the flashlight with
all his might connecting with the creatures.
Head it yelped and retreated, giving John the opportunity to
make a break for It, he ran as fast as he could his heart
racing, he could feel the skinwalker gaining on him.
Just as he thought he was going to be caught.
He stumbled upon a small opening in the cave wall without
hesitation. He squeezed through the opening
and into the darkness Beyond as he stumbled through the
darkness. He heard the skinwalkers cries
fade away. He collapsed against the wall
panting and shaking with fear. He knew he couldn't stay there
forever. So he gathered his strength and
continued on. Determined to find a way out of
the cave after what seemed like hours.
He finally saw a faint light in the distance.
He stumbled towards it, his leg shaking with exhaustion, as he
emerged from the cave. He collapsed to the ground
tears. Streaming down his face.
He had survived the encounter with the skinwalker, but he knew
he would never forget the terror.
He had experienced in that underground cave.
From now on, he vowed to always be cautious when venturing into
the unknown, the park was a beautiful and dangerous.
Yes. And he knew he would always have
to be on guard for whatever dangers.
Lurked within John's mind was racing as he tried to process.
What had just happened. He had always heard the stories
about skinwalkers but he had never actually believed they
were real. And yet he had just come
face-to-face with one of the deadliest creatures and Native
American folklore. He knew he had to report this
encounter to his superiors. He pulled out his radio and
called for backup, his voice shaking with fear.
He knew it was unlikely. We, anyone would believe him,
but he had to try as he waited for backup to arrive.
He decided to try and find his way back to the entrance of the
cave. He knew it would be a long and
difficult Journey, but he had to try, he couldn't just sit and
wait for the skinwalker to come back.
As he made his way back through the cave.
Something was looking at him in the darkness, he looked with his
flashlight into every corner and crevice, but he saw nothing, he
knew the skinwalker could take on any form at wanted and it
could be anywhere. After what felt like forever, he
finally made it back to the entrance of the cave.
He emerged into the daylight. His eyes squinting against the
bright light as he stepped out of the cave.
He was greeted by a group of armed Park Rangers.
We received a distress call from you.
One of the Rangers said, what's going on John?
Took a deep breath and told them everything that had happened.
He told them about the disturbance he had gone to
investigate and about the skinwalker he had encountered in
the cave, the Rangers. Looked skeptical, but they knew
John was a reliable Ranger. They knew he wouldn't make up a
story like this after debriefing, John, the Rangers
decided to send a team back into the cave, to investigate.
They wanted to see if there was any evidence of the skinwalkers
presence. John knew he couldn't go back in
there, so he stayed behind as the team ventured into the cave.
The hours ticked by John had, the feeling that something was
wrong. He knew the skinwalker was still
out there and he was terrified. It would come after him.
He tried to stay calm but he couldn't get rid of the feeling
of dread that had settled in. Just when he thought he couldn't
take it anymore, the team emerged from the cave.
They look pale and shaken. And they had found evidence of
the skinwalkers presence. They had found tracks and claw
marks and they had heard strange noises coming from deep within
the cave. Jon knew he had to get out of
there. He couldn't stay in the park
anymore. He knew the skinwalker would
never stop going after him. He gathered his things and left.
Ever looking back as you drove away from the park, he knew he
would never forget the terrifying encounter.
He had with the skinwalker, he knew he would always be haunted
by the memory of those glowing eyes staring back at him from
the darkness. He vowed to never Venture into
the unknown again, and to always be cautious of the dangers that
lurked in the shadows, despite his fear, John knew he had a
duty to protect the park and its visitors.
He knew he couldn't just leave and forget about the skinwalker
he had to do something to stop. And he decided to seek the help
of a local Native American tribe.
He knew they had a deep understanding of the creatures
that inhabited the land and he hoped they could help him.
Defeat the skinwalker the tribal Elder.
Listen to John story, and nodded Gravely, I believe you.
He said the skinwalker is a powerful and dangerous creature,
but we have ways of defeating it, the Elder LED John to a
sacred ground, and performed a ritual, to banish the
skinwalker, from the park, as the ritual concluded.
The Elder looked at John and said this Skinwalker will no
longer be a threat to you or anyone else it has been banished
from this place. John felt a sense of relief wash
over him. He knew the skinwalker was gone
for good and he could finally rest easy.
He thanked the Elder and left the park feeling grateful for
the help and guidance he had received from that day on John
never forgot the encounter. He had with the skinwalker he
knew there were always dangers, lurking in the shadows, but he
was prepared to I face them head-on, he knew he had the
strength and courage to protect the park and its visitors, no
matter what threats may come his way.
I face them head-on, he knew he had the strength and courage to
protect the park and its visitors, no matter what threats
may come his way.