Strange Things at the UPS Building

I was 19 years old and i had just moved out of my parents house and got a cheap apartment in west Virginia. and of course i needed to find a job to pay for the apartment. i was able to find a job as a security guard at the UPS shipping and storage facility it was basically a big warehouse where the trucks would come and pickup the packages to make there delivery’s the ware house sat on the edge of town right next to the woods. the pay was great i was making 20 dollars an hour. then one day my boss asked me if i would be willing to be the first one to work a night shift due to the fact there was an attempted break in the other night. I was skeptical about it at first but then he mentioned it would mean an extra five dollars an hour on my pay check so i decided i would do it.

The first night i met my boss outside the shipping facility at seven thirty right when it was starting to get dark. he handed me my keys to the building and told me that he had just put a shotgun in the security room for extra protection. And then it was just me all alone for the rest of the night it was pretty quiet for most of the night and i really enjoyed it i didn’t have to do much i mainly just watched Netflix on my phone the whole night. then at five o’clock in the morning my shift ended and i went home and slept the whole day after that one night i decided i really like the night shift. two weeks later im doing the same thing only this time i see something that changed my life forever. it was around midnight when i decided to take my lunch break then all of a sudden i hear a car alarm go off.
i jumped out of my chair it had scared the crap out of me i get up and go out to the parking lot to investigate. i open the door and i see my car sitting there and the windshield and driver side window had been broken i was extremely mad at first then all of sudden something darts out from behind my car and runs into the woods so fast i could hardly see it i run over to the woods and shine my flashlight into the woods and then the light falls onto this creature that was something unlike anything ive ever seen or heard of it was at least seven or eight feet tall and it had no hair on its body and its skin it wasn’t pink or white like a humans it was some what of a dark purple its head was hunched over and it had glowing red eyes and large teeth and claws on its arms. it stood there for about four seconds directly in the light enough for me to get a good look at it then it started to run i drew my ruger 357 magnum as fast as i could and fired blindly into the woods in the direction i saw the creature ran when the gun was empty i ran back to the building and locked the door behind me i ran into the security room and i was panicking not knowing what i had just saw i was terrified i was wondering if it would come back or not what was it and where did it go so many things ran through my head for the rest of the night. and i dont think i put my gun down the rest of that night. the next morning my boss shows up and asked what happened to my car i told him some kids had thrown rocks at it and ran into the woods before i could catch them. thankfully it was the weekend now which gave me time to reflect on this and it also gave me time to get my car fixed. i spent that weekend browsing the internet looking at all types of weird creatures and none of them looked like this creature it wasn’t a Bigfoot it wasn’t a werewolf and it wasn’t an alien it was completely something else. when the weekend passed and it became time for me to work again i was somewhat scared and didn’t want to go and part me was saying to quit my job but instead i sucked it up and went back to work and i didn’t see that creature again at least while i was working that is.

Several months have passed by now and it is now late fall i haven’t seen or heard of the creature since that one night. and i had somewhat forgotten about it and moved on. deer season was going to be coming up soon and i was excited to go and i was looking for grounds to hunt on i was hoping to find private land to hunt on so i didn’t have to worry about running into other hunters. i asked my boss if i could hunt in the woods that sit next to the shipping facility i was happy when he said yes it would mean i would have those woods all to myself and the shipping facility sits on about 30 acres of private land most of which is woods. the week before the season came in i put out three trail cameras hoping to figure out where the deer were moving camera one and two sat in a large flat area with few trees and i can see i far distance those two cameras where seeing the most deer and i even saw giant black bear too. camera three was in a spot where there was a lot thick brush and trees and i had hardly seen anything on that camera. i had talked to my boss and he allowed me to take two weeks off work to hunt. on the first day of the season i headed to the shipping facility where i parked my car and walked into the woods. i was sitting in this make shift blind i built that oversaw a great distance of the woods it was the perfect spot. on the first day i got lucky and was able to take a doe at fifty yards away i had made a great shot on her with my lee enfield sporting rifle. the first week of the season was pretty good i was able to kill another doe and i even killed a large ten point buck i saw on one of my cameras. on the last day of rifle season i decided i would stay there from sun rise to sun down it was quiet most of the day a couple of doe here and there but nothing exciting. it was getting towards the end of the day finally i had about forty minutes of light left. then all of a sudden i see something running through the woods. it was that black bear i had seen on my cameras. i quickly pull up my rifle and fire two shots at it. i didn’t know if i had hit or not. i wait for a little bit and then i here the bear do what is called a death moan its something that bears do when there dying. i felt bad for it i didn’t want the animal to suffer so i got up and tried to find the blood trail i found blood and a lot of it more then there should have been. i followed it for awhile then it eventually led to the bear but when i got there and looked at the bear something was wrong. it didn’t have any bullet holes there were claw marks all over the bear some where three inch deep cuts. it was horrifying i immediately knew what did this it was the same creature that i saw months ago. that i thought i scared off. then i hear this horrible roar behind me i turn around and there is the creature about twenty yards away standing it what little of daylight was left. it was staring right at me i believe that the creature recognized me from our last encounter. i raise my rifle to fire at it and it jumps away and behind the trees it starts running from tree to tree using it as cover not giving me a clear shot. there was little daylight left and it was getting to the point where i could barley see. its pretty far walk back to the car i put my hand lamp on and i fire another shot right next to the creature hoping to scare it. then i start running to the car i can hear it running with me its keeping its distance but it was toying with me it was hunting me. i get to the point where i can see the outdoor lights from the building i thought for a second im almost there then i here the creatures running get closer i quickly look behind me and there is the creature right behind me and it is about catch up to me. then i spin around and fire at the creature it stops and touches it shoulder where i hit it then it roars at me and then runs away i continue running to the shipping facility i finally make it to my car and then all of a sudden i hear another roar this one is different though its deeper its almost like a wail a wail of pain and i took some comfort knowing that the creature got hit and might possibly die from that gunshot.

About a week later i go back into those woods in the daytime to retrieve my trail cameras and to see if there was any sign of the creature there still. i checked for blood of the creature and possibly a body but i never found either of those a checked where the carcass of the dead bear was and it was completely gone. i grab all three of my trail cameras and head home when i got home i checked the SD cards on cameras one and two there was the usual deer on them but camera three had something else on it ill let you look at for you to see. ever since that one night i quit working the night shift at the UPS shipping facility and decided i was better off if i find somewhere else to hunt. im sorry i cant come up with a better name and description of what i saw but what i say is true it was a completely unknown creature. But if there is one thing ive learned from this experience is to keep a very open mind.

My Dogman Encounter

I want to start this off by saying that I am a paranormal and monster fanatic. I read an listen to a whole bunch of scary stories. I also watch some Lost Tapes every now and again and I enjoy myself. I know that if I told this story to anybody else they would say its those stupid shows you always watch (which it never is). But anyway enough about me lets get to the story.

This happened on March ninth, twenty-eighteen.

We have a chicken coop out at our place in a small town in Nebraska and every night I go out to shut them up so nothing gets in there. We have around twenty-seven chickens and we lose maybe one a year because of weather or the chickens just pecking at each other.

Whenever we lose a chicken we throw it into the tree pile behind the coop. The bodies will normally get picked up by a coyote after a few days.

We had Just lost a chicken and I threw it in the pile that morning after I finished feeding and watering them. When it got dark I went out to do my normal nightly routine. That night there were coyotes in the cornfield across the road as there normally are. So I went out and I always have my LED flashlight with me so I turned it on and headed to the coop.

As I was walking out to the coop the coyotes yelped then went silent and so did my dog who was going insane because of the coyotes.

I was a little freaked out but I kept heading out to the coop. I shut everything up and was just about to get my dog and head to the house but then I heard something moving behind the coop and I went to scare it off because its normally a cat or something.

As I walked up I could hear some growling and more movement and the sound of flesh being ripped from bone and I ran behind the chicken coop, BAD IDEA.

When I rounded the corner I immediately froze. There was a seven foot tall creature eating a chicken that it managed to grab before I shut the door. This thing was huge in terms of muscles it looked like my football coach but taller, minus the coyotes head it had.

It’s eyes were yellow and seemed to glow, it’s fur was brown and it had two white patches on its eyes and it smelled like wet dog and skunk, weird right. After about three minutes of staring it down it just walked off like I wasn’t there.

I booked it back to the house and almost forgot my dog which I grabbed and when we got in the house my mother asked what was wrong. I told her that a coyote had grabbed a dead chicken out of the pile and I tried to sleep.

I swear that it was sitting outside my window all night, I could see the yellow glowing eyes.

The next morning I was able to find some prints behind the coop and I did the chicken chores and went with my dad out to the feedlot to help him for the day. When we got back I swear I saw the dogman again running out into the forest across the road. I haven’t seen it since.

The Rocky Mount, Virginia Dogman of Winter 2009

My name is James Montana. I am currently twenty-three years old and I  reside in Pleasant Hill, California.My name is James Montana. I am currently twenty-three years old and I  reside in Pleasant Hill, California.

The story that I am about to tell takes place approximately eight years ago back in the summer of 2009 when I was only fifteen years old.

As a fifteen year old, I was pretty quiet and even selectively mute. I kept to myself because it was always difficult for me to deeply connect with other people and to be accepted by them due to the fact that my ideology was labeled as ‘eccentric’ because it always differed from the rest as if I was trying to argue but I was simply expressing myself. As for my hobbies they just simply weren’t appreciated by everyone so I didn’t really have any friends. I was ostracized and exiled as an outcast from my age group; a misfit inside and outside of my home and society.

So, with that said I guess you can assume that I was bullied, teased, harassed, abused, neglected, and for the most part avoided by others because I seemed oddly misplaced and strange so I stuck to isolating and alienating myself from other people as a means to escape the annoyance of the dwellers that inhabited the concrete jungle I called “high school” just to find myself a piece of mind, individualism, independence, and freedom. For some reason solitude always brought me comfort as long as I felt free.
At this time I lived with my mother, Bonnie Conner, and my twin brother, Jared Montana, located in my hometown, Boones Mill, Virginia. I was attending Franklin County High School and I had recently got my first job as a youth worker after my mentor referred me to my county’s local GoodWill Industries of the Valleys that was a government funded program for disadvantaged youth.

I worked for GoodWill for roughly a year before I was terminated due to the funding of the program expiring. Our responsibilities and duties consisted of things ranging from warehouse work; such as taking in and organizing donated clothes, merchandise, and other miscellaneous memorabilia, inventory, stocking, zoning, cleaning, and other days we would carpool out into the neighborhood and participate in community construction projects as well as elderly outreach where we would rake leaves, carry firewood, remove and discard excessive debris and clutter, and in the winter we would shovel snow, wipe down cars, pave paths for streets where the snow was blocking and corralling traffic, and plenty of other things that surely kept us quite busy.

One winter evening, the sun was setting and we were finishing up carving an elderly woman’s driveway free of the thicket of snow that had accumulated prior from that night’s snowfall.

That day, the group of workers consisted of myself, my twin brother, and a number of male and female peers of mine that were mutual students from my high school. The group consisted of about five to six people excluding other GoodWill staff members.
I was positioned in the back near the woods by myself with my twin brother in the front and our other group member on the far side of the house further ahead of where I was.
After about fifteen to twenty minutes had passed of shoveling and chucking snow to carve somewhat of a decent path I heard a twig crack in half very loudly and something was moving around behind me in the brush making the bushes and other foliage rustle and rattle in an awkward pattern as if something was treading through them while entangled, trying to get free.

Having the rational mentality that I had back then I assumed that it was a dog or something from the owners of the home or a nearby neighbor. When I looked behind me to see where the source of the sound was being emanated from I immediately dropped my shovel out of shock and an unintentional muscle reflex spasm. My blood ran cold and I felt a fluttery sensation in my chest that rose up to my throat where my I could feel myself choking on my pounding heartbeat.

I met the golden glinted glare of a tall and lanky figure that had the body of a grizzly bear and the head of a German Shepherd  covered in matted jet black fur with dagger-like teeth with a large set of fangs being bared with its snout tensed and it’s eyes squinted, giving me an angry and aggressive look of hostility and malice, as if it wanted to rip me to shred rights then and there; it did nothing. It just stared at me, not moving a muscle. The figure stood on it’s hind legs from it’s crouching position and I swear it measured up to about eight or nine feet tall.

The figure opened it’s maw, as if it were about to speak. Then, suddenly, it did.
“The wrath of the eagle will be felt throughout the lands and the phoenix will feast upon the ashes of the dawn bringing a new winter that will carve a path for new light to filter through the catacombs of oblivion.”

And with that, the figure fled back to whence it came, out of site, but not out of mind.
For the rest of the day that phrase replayed itself, echoing in the void of my mind, with that same deep, guttural, demonic, cold, rattly breath that sounded long expired and dried up.

I never told anyone about what had happened that day, about what I had experience. I didn’t feel the need to, nobody would have believed me anyways. To this day, I still have a hard time believing in it myself. Unfortunately, the story I just shared is indeed true, and I will surely take this to my grave as I won’t be forgetting it any time soon.

Werewolf At my window

I was 11 At the time and lived in a small cabin By a stretch of Woods.

My cousins wanted to play some hide and seek tag in the woods and my house was right at the base of the Woods.My mom and dad had Left for the night so we were home alone.We all went out to lay hid and seek tag when it happened.My youngest cousin you can call him Mike Was the one seeking.

We went too hide and he started counting.About an hour had past and it was dead silent so we decided to head home.

While walking home heard loud blood curling howl so we started to run home.Home was about 30 yards away. About a couple minutes into walking We started hearing footsteps behind us. it sounded like something heavy.We were about 20 yards away now and e footsteps got closer and closer.then we started running like Hell to get home but somehow it kept up.

We arrived at the house and Slammed the door behind us.but my older cousin You could call Her Anne wasn’t in the house she was still out there with that thing.I was starting to tear up when she came running in he door and locked it behind her.

She was crying Really hard Now.I asked her what was wrong but she said nothing she had a terrified Expression on her Face.

My younger cousin had said ” Look at the window somethings there” i looked out the window and i seen Blood Red eyes peering through the window It seemed as it bending down.We ran upstairs and into my room.We locked the doors behind us.we started hearing footsteps around the house.”Thump Thump Thump”

We all Started Crying Now.

I looked out the window and seen it Staring at me I could Barely Make out the Details of it But it had long black fur from the Chest up.long rows of Bloody Teeth and It had the face of a man covered in black fur,With the Snout of a wolf.

We immediately ran to the kitchen and called the cops.An hour pasted and Headlights Parked in the driveway.

The think Immediately Ran into the woods.but it ran faster than i ever seen before.We had told the cops What we saw but they didn’t believe us.From Now on i will Never go to the woods Alone at night.

Werewolf at my moms house

We live in southern Arkansas in Dallas county. Since my parents have been divorced since I was around 3, I live with my father.

I asked the if we could go over to my mom’s house Saturday, he said yes. So I went to my mom’s house to spend some time with her and chat. So we hung out and later that night me, her, and some friends decided to play Dungeons and Dragons. We played for an hour or two.

My mom can get hot very quickly so I asked her if I could go outside to cool off for a minute or two.

She said that I could and she would pause the game for the time I was outside. My mom lives in the countryside in Arkansas river valley, a few hours from where I live. Near her house there is this dirt trail to the front of her house. At the time it was around 11:30 but I wasn’t sure.

I decided to walk the trail for a few minutes. I actually walked for 15-20 minutes. About 10 minutes walking, I heard a stick or twig break behind me. I turned and I didn’t see anything. So I kept waking down the path and didn’t hear another one for about 6 minutes but this time, it sounded much closer.

I got a little scared so I decided to walk back to the house.

A few seconds going back I saw this thing in the road. It didn’t see me and I was glad it didn’t. This thing was on all fours at the time and it was about 5 foot tall.

It’s legs were bent back like the ones of a dog or cats legs would be. From what I could see from the moon behind the clouds it had a reddish-brown fur color. It’s torso and arms were shaped like an adult male. It had the head of a German shepherd but bigger and bulkier.

I don’t really know why I stood there and observed the beast instead of running away. But one thing came to me about what that beast was: a Werewolf.

After I observed it, I tried sneaking away, I wasn’t paying any attention to where I was walking and I stepped on a stick.

When I did the werewolf turned to look at me and It stood up on its hind legs. It was about 7 foot tall now. It’s eyes were a yellow-green color from what I could see from the moonlight behind the clouds. I didn’t know what I was going to do, the only thing I could think of was to run. But you should never run from a predator that size. But I was terrified and I ran as fast as I could.

The werewolf growled and started chasing after me. It was gaining on me very quickly. I tried to go faster but it didn’t help. It caught up to me and it barely scratched my arm.

I tried to hold back the pain it gave me.

Thankfully the werewolf stopped chasing me and stood in the middle of the trail looking at something in the distance. I still have no clue why it let me go, but I’m glad it did. I did not turn to look if it was there or not but I made it home in a few minutes.

When I got inside my mom asked me why I took so long, I told her that I wanted to explore that dirt path for a minute but kept down the path walking.

She said that that was fine. We resumed our game.

After everyone left she noticed the scar the werewolf left on my arm. She asked what it was and I told her that I had slipped and fell onto a branch of a tree. She looked at me suspiciously.

She told me to never go on that path again.