Here are some I found interesting
>be 16
>be done shooting the m/96 on the range close to my house
>country side of Sweden outside of Uppsala
>moose hunt is over so just shooting the last shots of the year
>be done and decide walk the dog home
>load the rifle into my dad's car and see him drive off
>home is about 100 meters away, but I decide to walk the regular route with my dog which is a loop around half a kilometer innawoods
>5PM and winter, it's dark and cold
>sky is clear so I have some moonlight
>I know these woods, no bears, wolves or lynxes, the most dangerous thing is a rye deer buck, I'll manage without a light
>about a third of the way through when I'm about to cut over a small clearing as usual my dog freezes mid step
>think nothing of it, must be a rye deer or a rabbit
>leonberger bitch, never makes a sound, starts growling
>this is new
>I check my knife and keep walking, because if stuff's serious I'd rather be in a clearing
>notice that someone is standing in the middle of the clearing looking at me
>just a person is no big deal, take a few steps
>notice it being a girl, take a few more steps
>notice her wearing nothing but a dress
>stop
>temperature is roughly -30 centigrade
>remember stories about the huldra
>look at dog still growling in the same place
>look back at girl
>NOPE.tga
>turn around and run all the way home with the dog in tow
>go back next morning
>find my footprints
>no prints further into the clearing
>not even animals
>never tell anyone because they'd think I'm mad
My 5 roommates and I all hear weird stuff going on in our house.
>None of use are all there at the same time, but when something happens we go all pointer for a second, then look at each other like wtfman.jpg.
Fast Forward a month
>I'm passed out drunk in my room upstairs while other bro is downstairs on the phone.
>Claims he heard someone throw something at the ground, glass shattering everywhere, and running upstairs.
>Comes upstairs to be like, dude wtfyoudoin.
>Realizes I'm asleep, bangs on my door, "anon, wake up, you hear that?"
>Still passed out as forget.
>We have creaky ass old stairs.
>Bangs on my door again, I wake up.
>Both hear something running down the stairs.
>Roommate yells GTFO at whatever it may be.
>Both hear locked front door open and SLAM.
>Both run downstairs and the blinds on the front door are swaying back and forth.
>Both slowly walk backwards upstairs and sleep in the same room.
>Everyone terrified as forget to be in our house alone.
>be hunting coyotes out inna cornfields
>be huntan at night
>be hunting over gutpile of some jacklighted deer
>shoot 2 coyotes, leave them there
>half hour passes, nothing
>suddenly, silence. Complete loving silence
>no bugs, no birds, no anything
>-crunch scrape crunch tearing noise-
>...wtf
>cloud goes over moon
>complete darkness. Like, can't see your own hand darkness
>moon comes back out
>something silvery, VERY low to ground, and about 8 feet long gnawing on dead coyote by gutpile
>assume pair of coyotes laid down to dine, explains the length (night vision sucks for distance recognition)
>bring rifle to shoulder, sight approximately where a shoulder/hip would be (.243 Ballistic Tips more than enough to forget a coyote even with a hip shot)
>CRACK
>it just...kinda...stands up
>only gains like 6 inches in height but can now clearly see it only has 4 legs
>eyes. Oh god the eyes. Blood loving red, and HUGE
>like, bigger than a coyote's entire head huge
>work dat bolt
>CRACK
>watch round impact in puff of dust and hair 3 inches behind/beside one eye
>it just kinda saunters off, like I'd hit it with a cork gun
>work the bolt faster than I've ever worked a bolt before
>CRACK
>bolt workan
>CRACK
>now out of sight
>rapidly reload
>tactically myself back to truck
>grab AR, 8 mags, and forgethueg battery spotlight
>tactically my way back
>1 million candle power spotlight ftw
>blood and fur loving everywhere
>dead coyote is bitten clean in half. Like one bite.
>fur is like fake redhead red. Like I'd shot a pipe full of cheap wigs
>notice blood trail
blood looks black
>that aint right, not under incandescent light
>take walmart receipt from pocket
>dab in blood
>blood IS black
>frantically shine light all over woodline
>immediately light up the face/eyes of that...thing
>its just sitting there, watching
>sitting like a dog, but its like 6 feet tall
>waitaminute its legs weren't that long
>shine light on its chest
>its LEANING on an old fence post. Like a human.
>covered in that fake-redhead red fur
>magdump AR
>reload
>it appears completely unconcerned, even though there is now black blood clearly visible on its fur
>tactically NOPE my way back to truck
>haul ass to town
>get game warden
>game warden goes back out with me at first light, armed for bear
>coyotes and deer now reduced to clean, white bone
>bones still in skeleton-position
>no predator eats like that. No predator is that clean
>find blood and fur
>game warden takes samples in evidence bag
>go home
>be informed immediately upon returning home DNR has already called with brown townysis (I know for a loving fact I beat the warden back to town)
>DNR says it was a bobcat
>my state hasn't had a confirmed bobcat sighting since the 30's
>that thing was easily 20x the size of a bobcat
>call DNR back
>get brusquely told to drop the subject
>I think the gov't was field-testing some sentient bioweapon
>it absorbed AT LEAST 2 good hits from a .243 and AT LEAST 1 good hit from 5.56 Swift A-frame
>never went back to farm after dark
>Move to a new home on the woods
>sleeping at 3am decide to go to bathroom
>walking down the hallway
>as soon as I step in front of the bathroom I hear a >scream like an animal mixed with human that last 5sec
>nope nope nope nope nope
>run inside the bathroom and stay there until 6am
>I get out and go to my room
>the mattress is tilted to one side
>light switches are all in ON but the lights are OFF
>hear something heavy running on the hallway to my direction
>grab my cz75 and fire 1 shoot
>call the police>police arrive in 30 min
>I get out of my room running to open the door thinking that somebody is wounded or dead on the hallway
>nothing on the hallway completely empty
>open the door and police enter
>check the whole house
>no gunshot marks anywhere to be found
>we are talking on one room about what happened
>right in front of us the light switch began to go crazy ON and OFF
>nobody is touching it we are just looking
>after that stuff stops we all get out of the house
>give my info so they call me to see if they find out something
1 week later they call me to see if I can go to the police station because they found out something on the records that on that house 4 years ago 2 girls were killed on an apparently a "satanic" ritual. On the pictures I clearly see something like logos drawed on the walls, black candles and blood on the floor. See 3 names on the wall Belial , Murmur and Dantalion.
Moved from that house in 1 month.
