I still have yet to figure out what I heard that night. At some point I thought it was Bigfoot after thinking about it for about a week. Sometime later I was listening to Darkness Prevails tell about some ones encounter with Bigfoot and how they usually smell really bad. I didn’t smell anything what so ever.
This happened in the middle of August, if I recall correctly it was the night of the 16th, 2016. I had gone up to Washington with two of my best friends. I’ll be calling them Jeff and Gary. It was Jeff’s grandparents lake house that we would be staying at for the week. An they would be there the second day. The first day we had gone hiking during the day nothing crazy happened other than Jeff losing his phone to a waterfall. Which was kind of funny. When we got back to the house we ate, watched some T.V. and then went for a swim in the lake. Again nothing major happened. The night was closing in on us. We wanted to go to bed so we go hike some more. I wanted to sleep outside under the stars. Jeff and Gary didn’t but, said they would leave the back door unlocked incase I wanted to come back in. I thanked them and gathered up my things. Which included my phone, a water bottle, two small pocket knives and my combat knife plus a flashlight and sleeping bag. I knew there was a hammock and a tent outside. I wanted to try sleeping on the hammock. So, I got my sleeping bag on it and opened it part way, took off my shoes and crawled in. It was an awesome night! Seeing all the stars in the sky, the crickets chirping, fish jumping in and out of the water. I fell asleep quick.
The next morning I woke up early just after the sun had fully risen. I had such a great sleep I wanted to do it again the next night. I had really enjoyed it. I was thinking that Jeff and Gary should come out tonight instead of staying inside when it was so nice and peaceful. Clearly they made the right choice in staying in that night an not following me. We had eggs an toast for breakfast and left to go hiking again around 10:00 Am. We didn’t return until 18:00 pm. It was a long day for us, we had dinner, watched more T.V. met Jeff’s grandparents and went swimming for 2 hours so by this time it was going for 23:00 pm. I asked Jeff and Gary if they wanted to sleep out in the tent. They both turned me down saying they would rather sleep inside. I said “Okay” feeling a bit bummed out but that didn’t stop me from getting my things and going out again. Jeff’s grandparents asked me where I was going? I said “To sleep out on the hammock.” Jeff’s grandma said to be careful and they would be up on the second floor. Jeff’s grandpa said have fun!
With that I headed outside again. I had everything from the first night I was out. I got set up and was pulling the zipper to close the sleeping bag as it was quite chilly even though I was wearing a light jacket and pants. A little past half way the zipper got stuck I tried to get it loose but it wouldn’t budge. I ended up giving up after 5 minutes of messing with it and it was just getting worse. I thought I would deal with when I got up. So, I didn’t worry about it.
Okay, so I’m going to try an give you a visual so everything isn’t random. This is going to be from my prospective. The hammock is in between two trees from which is hanging off of. Right behind my head is a trampoline, 11 feet away. To the right of me about 5 feet away was the tent. To the left was the dock, boat and lake that was 25 feet away. The stairs up to the house deck was in between the tent and trampoline but around 26 feet away so I was kind of in the middle but more off to the side. At the bottom of the stairs was a tub of water to clean your dirty feet in because Jeff’s grandpa didn’t like the deck getting muddy. It’s probably not the best visual but, oh well.
It was getting colder than I expected so I pulled up the sleeping bag over my head. It was now 23:30 pm. I was on my phone messing around and talking to people. It was 00:00 when I put my phone away and was going to go to sleep but was having trouble sleeping. I was 2o minutes in when I hear “crunch!” I was wide awake now. It had startled me a bit but I didn’t worry about it too much. It sounded like it was near the entrance to the back near the back door. “Crunch, crunch, crunch” it was getting louder and closer I thought maybe it was something like a raccoon, but it sounded too big. A coyote? No, a deer? “Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! it was getting closer! Fuck! What was it? I stopped thinking and instead listened more carefully. It “Crunch! Crunch!” wasn’t a quadruped. It was walking on two legs. I relaxed slightly but was still tense because I thought it might be Jeff or Gary going to try an scare me. I listened again though, the steps were heavy like some one was wearing steeled toe boots. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t them. A drunk? No, their wasn’t any stumbling. “Ooooh, great now I feel like I’m in some cliché horror film! Just great!” I thought to myself. I realized I probably shouldn’t move and trying to keep the hammock from moving which is more difficult than you think. Once I thought horror film then I thought killer. An I as like “shit…..I hope not, I don’t want to die in a freaking sleeping bag!” “Crunch! Crunch! shit it’s closer.” I started thinking of ways to deal with this and my best bet was to go with what I was doing keeping as still and quiet as possible.
It stopped walking I didn’t know where it was. “Not good!” I thought. Then I hear something that put me on edge more than a human could. I hear something drinking the dirty water from the tub. “What the fuck?” I thought. It sounded like a dog was drinking water. I was stumped on what it was. The drinking stopped. I froze and started internally panicking, I struggled for around 5 seconds before I calmed down and started planning again. I had come up with over a dozen different plans. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard it get on the trampoline…bear? I finally thought. From the way the trampoline was groaning in protest I could only imagine how heavy it was. I’m surprised the trampoline didn’t break. It messed around on it for 5 minutes or so before getting off. I then again thought back to it being human again but I quickly threw that idea away. It just didn’t fit for it was way too dark to even see without a flashlight hence why I brought one. I then heard it walk right past me. Right in between the tent and I. “That was scary” I thought. I heard it go around the tent come back to where my head would be resting before going around the tent again this time you could hear it touching the top of the tent. This startled me even more because it had to have been 7 to 8 feet tall without it leaning or being on its tippy toes. It was done gracefully. It did this twice before walking around the tent again without touching it and going under the deck. It didn’t sound like it was crawling at all I could actually barley hear it. I was thinking what it could be creature wise. Bigfoot? Werewolf? Dogman? Goatman? Skinwalker? “What the hell is it….” My heart stopped I felt eyes on me. “oh shit! oh shit! no, no, no!” I thought. I still didn’t move or make a peep even though it was right fucking next to me! I didn’t want to panic and do something stupid so I kept calm as I could. 10 minutes pass an it has yet to move from right next me. I’m thinking if it touches me I’m going bat shit crazy on it. It was then I realized how screwed I really was. My sleeping bag zipper was stuck, the hammock is hard to get out of already, it’s in my way of the house. An so many other things. I was royally screwed. “Well, I’m not going down without a fight.” I thought. 20 minutes go by an it still hasn’t moved. I was getting impatient and really wanted to move, the suspense was killing me. Finally it started moving again and away from me. I waited for a good 7 to 10 minutes before moving and I hauled ass to get out. I put on my shoes, grabbed what I needed before darting off to the house. Quickly sliding open the door I rushed inside closing it behind me an locking it. Sitting on the couch I just stared off into space before pulling out my phone from my pocket remembering it needs to be charged. Plus I might need it.
I wish that was the end an I just go to sleep but I only heard it and felt it a bit. I never saw what it was. Being the curious idiot I was, now that I was not in a totally screwed situation I grab my flashlight and combat knife. I open the back door just enough to get through. My left leg is out the door and I hear movement coming from the front right of me and it doesn’t sound right. It just didn’t sound right, I don’t know how to explain it. Well I jumped right back inside the house shutting the door behind me again. Going back to the couch I stay still in the darkness not wanting to move. I hear sounds coming from outside from all around and I feel eyes on me again. I really don’t want to move at all but the windows on the first floor might be open and what about the doors? So I go check all the doors an windows to make sure they’re locked and closed. I still feel the eyes on me an the sounds won’t stop. A bit later everything stops. Nothing. I want to sleep unfortunately I remember the sleeping bag is still outside an Jeff’s grandparents don’t want it to get ruined. I go into Jeff’s room to get my belt being as quiet as I can. I put the belt on and I hook my combat knife on it for a quick grab. Going back outside I walk down to the hammock grab the sleeping bag and throw it into the tent. Making my way up to the house I decide to take a quick look around the house. Even though I say that I never went to the front. I look around the deck area and the other side of the house where my flashlight dies. “Hahaha nope!” I thought rushing to the door. Finally I fall asleep on the couch at 4:00 Am. in the morning.
The next night I still sleep outside this time with a GoPro and inside the tent. I heard nothing other than a dog that likes to come over. The only thing uncomfortable that night was the inflatable mattresses. To this day I still have no idea what it was.