It couldn’t have been a shark

This happened last summer while I was on a diving trip with other certified divers my age.

This was fun, since we were all teenagers who needed something to do or something to get away from during the summer. We were all staying on a catamaran in the waters surrounding the Caribbean island of Saba.

Saba is known for its great efforts to prevent pollution of both their island and the marine park surrounding it. It was our second night there, and we were all excited to hear that we could go on a night dive.

Night dives are always creepy, because you can’t see much through the dark waters, except what your flashlight is shining on.

Of course, what else would you expect? We had our dinner around nine in the evening, and began to get ready.

We put our gear together and Brought it to the back of the boat, where we would take our big strides in. Our dive master was talking to the skipper, who seemed a little unsure. Off of what we could gather from the conversation, the skipper was positive that we should be situated near a broad stretch of coral reef, however, based off of what the Dive master said, there was nothing but sand.

This stuck me as odd, in the sense that they have been doing this specific route for a long time, but I brushed it off.

Once everyone was ready, we all attached glow sticks of matching colors to our tanks, and to our dive buddy’s. For those of you who don’t scuba dive, divers use a buddy system to make sure no one gets lost, or gets into a bad situation like running low on air without assistance.

I was with a kid who I’ll call K. We got along pretty well, and both of us liked to swim a good 8 feet out from the rest of the group. It was a pretty stupid thing to do, but we figured that as long as we could see the group, we would be fine.

So of course, once we had gotten down to the sea floor, which was around 55-60 feet, we spread out.

It was abnormally cold for being in the Caribbean, even if it was night and we were deep down. K and I were a good 5 feet apart from each other, but we would routinely signal each other to make sure we were ok.

I spent the first five minutes of the dive leisurely looking around, which gave me a little perspective.

If you were to look up, you would see a small patch of light from the moon, and that was about it. Eventually, K and I started to swim closer to each other, as we had begun to lag behind, we were around 15 feet behind the group, when I noticed something drifting along the bottom.

I shone my light on it to see parts of dead sea animals. I got curious as I usually am, and swam past it a little. I honestly was hoping to see a shark or something of the sorts, but instead I found a big pit in the ground.

It was in no way natural, and it was obvious something had dug it.

My initial thought was something along the lines of “Oh it must be one of those fish that digs nests to attract a mate,” but it was way to big for that to be feasible.

It looked like a sizable shark could easily fit in it. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the worst part. The pit was filled with varying sizes of bones and other dead things. I didn’t know what to think, so I did a sharp 180 and swam back as fast as I could. I made it back to the group and we kept going.

Not five minutes later, a very weird noise rang out through the water.

It sounded similar to a whale call, but it had this lower growl under the screech. I turned to my buddy and based off of what his expression told me, he hadn’t heard it. I started to get a little freaked out, but I kept my breathing under check to make sure I didn’t lose oxygen.

Once again, I brushed it off and kept swimming. Maybe fifteen minutes later our group found a baby flounder, we all took turns looking at it, and watching it jerkily swim around.

I stayed a bit longer. K stayed a good halfway in between me and the group, to make sure I could find my way back. I don’t know what lead me to turn around towards the pit, but I did, and my flashlight cut through the darkness.

If there’s anything I regret, it was that.

In the distance, I saw what I originally mistook as a large fish. It was spiny, not to mention unnaturally pale, and it had these long limbs. It looked so unnatural, that I couldn’t take my eyes away from it.

It started to swim towards me, and thats when I realized it didn’t have a tail or any sort of appendage which could aid this thing in swimming. It wasn’t a fish. It clawed its way painfully through the water with these long thin arms, which seemed to bend the wrong way every time.

I was perplexed, and kept watching this thing. From what I could gather, it looked as if you took the bones of some large creature, and stretched waterlogged human skin over it.

It was ugly.

The thing stared at me with these horrendous silver eyes, and what I could only assume was its mouth seemed to bubble. This thing then let out a loud scream, almost the same as the one I had heard earlier. I think that was what tore my eyes away from it. I slowly started to swim backwards, before I decided “Screw it” and booked it out of there.

I made it back to the group, and we soon ascended to the surface.

I was a bit shaken up, but I calmed down out of the water. I ended up asking the Dive master about it, or at least trying.

She asked me if what I saw had big eyes that lit up when you shined a light at them.

I answered yes, thinking I was getting somewhere, but then she brushed it off as a tuna fish. I know what tuna look like, and there was no way that was a tuna. Needless to say I didn’t sleep too much that night, or all nights for the rest of the time we were in the waters near Saba.

So if you go night diving around a sandy area off the coasts of Saba, be aware of what all might be living out there, under the radar.

Urðarköttur (Gravelcat)

So, I have no idea how to start this post due to the trauma this caused me. I’m a 17 year old Icelandic boy and a native of the upper southern farmlands close to Geysir and Gullfoss.

I’m sorry if the wording in this post sounds weird because English is my 3rd language after Danish and my native language of Icelandic.

Iceland is rich in history and folklore and my people have spoken about many creatures through the ages such as the Kraken but I believed that most of these stories were just made to scare children.

I learned it the hard way that some of these stories may be real.This is about the time I came face to face with a creature called Urðarköttur or Gravelcat. The Urðarköttur is a half dog, half fox half wolf of some sort. It is not that large only about 125cm tall to the shoulders but it is nothing like I’ve seen before.

My story starts in the end of September when it was starting to go below 0°C and the mountains around the farmlands were covered in snow. I live on the farm that is the furthest away from the ocean or about 65km from the southern coast and behind my farms fields is the Icelandic highlands.

I love to go out on hikes to Jarlhettur which are about 21km away from my farm. I was hiking down a hill when I see a fox dart across the stream on the bottom of the hill.

Then I hear this howl coming from the direction where the fox ran off to.

I quickly ran off to see what was happening and I almost ran into a black mass which I thought was just a big volcanic rock.

It made a sound that a dog makes when it his kicked. Don´t ask why I know that we have some fucked up people in my region.

it jumped up and i could tell that it was no fucking fox. It almost jump-ran about 2 meters away from me and then just looked at me dead in the eyes. It had the tail of an Icelandic hearding dog and it was snow white on it´s feet and stomach and the rest was black.

I’m 195cm tall (6’4″) and It was about 40-60cm smaller then I was.
It made a growl like sound and showed it’s teeth which were like a foxes teeth but like 10cm larger.

It ran off at about 30km/h which is fast as fuck.

Me not wanting to set this thing off walked back the way I came at a slow speed. That´s how I walked all the way home. I came home just by sunset or at about 18:20 (6:30pm).

My grandfather was the only one home. I confided with him about this and he told me his story but it was not as detailed as mine as he saw it from 2km away. His sightning took place nearly 65 years ago but him being born into a strict Lutheran Icelandic poor farming household was extremely superstitious.

My father has also seen this creature but refused to talk about it at all.

it has been 1 year now. I now live in Reykjavík, the capital of Iceland. I do not miss the mountains as they are now ruined for me.

Let this story serve as a warning to lone tourists who think it is a good idea to hike alone in the highlands of Iceland. This thing can kill people and probably has as so many people have just disappeared into thin air over years whilst travelling alone through the Icelandic tundra.

Greetings from Iceland.

Creature in the backyard

What i am about to tell you is something that happened to me around the middle of May, 2012. I wish i could say its just a “story” but I dont happen to be that fortunate. I’ve lived in Illinois for the majority of my life. Im 32yrs old now, and also an Iraq war veteran, serving in O.I.F. 3 (operation Iraqi freedom) from nov. 2003- nov. 2006 attached to the 86csh. Ive seen alot of things in my life, many of them i wish i could forget. Although nothing i’ve seen in war or abroad could compare to what to what i saw one night on the quiet suberb of Illinois 30 or so miles outside of Chicago.

Although i lived relatively close to a major metropolitan area, the town i lived in was almost the exact opposite. Its a semi rural area line with town homes seperated by several semi wooded areas . Less than a half mile from a local forest preserve that covers about 5-10 square miles. I lived in one of these town homes at the time, and was living there alone when this happened, I previously had a roomate who was my cousin. He had moved out with his girlfriend about 2 months before all of this occurred. I often slept on the couch located on the ground floor of the home, where i could see both front and back doors. The couch was about 3-5 feet away from my all glass; back patio slidind door that lead to the back yard.

This particular night I had made it home late, about 12:45am coming from spending some time at a close friend of mines house. By the time i made it home i was completely beat and ready for bed. I figured i’d sit on the couch and watch a little t.v.  to help me fall asleep. The time now was about 1:15am before I got completely settled in and comfortable. Being a former military man, I’ve always been big on “self-defence” even yeard after i’d been honorably discharged from the military. I always slept with a weapon within arms reach, just in case of a burglar or any other “Uninvited Guest”. This particular night i small silver .380 caliber pistol laying on the floor just next to the couch where i often slept. It was always loaded. After about another 20min past i had finally dozed off with the television quietly playing in the background.

I always set the television sleep timer for about an hour. There were no lights on inside my house, only the faint glow of the t.v. to cut thru the darkness until the sleep timer shut it off. At that point it would be nearly pitch black in the room, except for the small slivers of light from an outside street lamp that penetrated the tall hanging blinds thay covered the all glass; sliding patio door. I had to trouble falling asleep this night. I had always been a heavy sleeper, even as a child and had no trouble sleeping thru the night. It felt as if i had only been asleep there on the couch just a few minutes.

When i found myself for some reason wide awake, in the near complete darkness of the living room. For some odd reason i had a very compelling feeling of uneasiness i couldnt shake. Somthing wasnt right, and i could feel it. As i picked up cell-phone to check the time I realized it was close to being 5am.  Which i was immediately confused by because i had been asleep only a few short hours. While still staring at my phone, out of the corner of my eye thru a crack in the patio door blinds I saw a very quick single flash of yellow light which didnt strike me as odd at first. As i though i about it I became increasingly confused because I remembered that the only light outside in that area was a single street lamp just beyond the wooden fence in my backyard..

This struck me as particularly strange because i knew that street lights never flash and this particular street light cast a white light, not a yellow one. As i proceeded to stand up to go investigate, there was another single flash of light i saw thru the blinds except this time it appeared brighter and the light was red.  The strange feeling that had awoken me from my sleep was now compelling me to go to the door and look outside. I quickly swapped my cell phone for the silver .380 caliber pistol that lay just next to the couch and walked over to the blinds at the sliding door moving them out of the way so I could see outside. What i saw would be forever ingrained into my memory. As I stood at the door peering outside. I saw that the flashing light had become solid, and it seemed to sit on top of the roof of another town home directly across from my own, about 60ft. Directly in front of me. The light, at this point appeared to be a complete perfect circle, emanating with a bright greenish yellow glow.

Within seconds the ball flickered once again and in a split second it nearly tripled in size and changed from the greenish yellow glow to a solid bright yellow. At that moment i felt as if this ball of light had beckoned me to the door because it wanted me to see this for some reason. Just as quickly as the orb had changed size and color, I began to hear a noise that sounded almost like a freight train in the distance that was getting closer and louder by the second. I couldnt tell where the sound was coming from though. After 3-5 seconds the sound had gotten so loud it was as if a helicopter was directly above my house, but i saw nothing except the large ball of light. When the sound had got to its loudest. I began staring at the yellow orb because I could see what looked like something coming outnof the center of the glowing orb. Whatever it was it flew straight up into the air after exiting. The best way i could describe what came out this luminescent orb which now I thought of as some sort of portal was a mix between a dragon fly and a snake the size of a full grown man.

I was terrifyed, As if only split seconds had past after it exited the portal, the entity had flown directly towards from out of the sky. It must have cleared the distance of 60ft. from the rooftop of the adjacent townhome to my backyard in the blink of an eye. Where it stopped in mid-air 5-6 feet off the ground directly in front of me, no more than two feet away from me. The only thing separating me from it, was the glass patio sliding door between us. The loud helicopter like noise was now slowly fading away. What was in front on me of at this moment peering down at me all black, large deep inlaid eyes i can ony desribe as a real “monster” the likes of which not even my nightmares could produce. It seemed to just float there in an upright vertical position unflinching. I was terrified! I quicky pointed the small .380 caliber pistol i had in my had directly at it. As i did so, the entity seemed to spread two sets of what looked like identical large black wings from its side just as like a dragon fly. The entity itself was also all black with what seemed to be very strange symbols engraved into what i could only describe as the creatures skin if it evem had such a thing. As soon as the creatures wings were completely spread, (although it seemed the entity did not use the “wings” for flight because it had not used them to cross the 60ft. Of parking lot between the roof of the adjacent townhouse from which it had came and my backyard. Nor did it use them to stop in mid-air only inches from my backdoor where it and I came face to face) inbetween, above, and below each of its 4 wings the creature seemed to manifest what I can only describe as what seemed to be 100’s of tiny blue lightning bolts of energy. Each no larger or longer than my pinky finger. As i aimed my pistol toward it is when it displayed this awsome sight.

Which i could only conclude must have been some sort of protective energy field to shield it from harm had i decided to fire upon it. This display lasted only a few short seconds, and just as quickly as it had come it was gone. Flying directly up, and over my house at a truly amazing speed. Till this day i still have no clue or idea as to what flew into my backyard that night, but i do know whatever it was it wanted me to see it and some part of me wanted too see it.



It comes at the worst times

I guess the correct way to start this is by saying that I’ve seen this thing and many others that most people would call creepy all my life I guess I attract them like a magnet.

Anyway it was 2010 and I just woken up from a nice nap in my living room and all seemed normal.

I walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water then go back to bed. After filling the glass I heard Gracie ,my husky, start barking out back.

I assumed it was a squirrel or a cat so I didn’t bother investigating. After yelling at Gracie telling her to be quiet in fear of having the coss called on me by the crazy old lady that lives next door I went back to bed to lay down.

It couldn’t have been more than a 30 seconds after I fully layed in bed that I heard what I thought to be a piece of wood hit the side of my house. Now I knew someone was outside fucking with me so I did what I thought i should do which was grab my colt and waltz out my back door like a man ready to kill.

What I say was something I’ll never forget. Standing in the middle of my backyard is Gracie.

I saved that dog from a pound and brought it back to health I loved that dog more than anything but there she was standing like a human in my backyard.

I was shocked so naturally the first thing I did call her name.

As soon as I breath in to call for my beloved dog that I had knew so well this thing turned around and looked at me. I realized this wasn’t my Gracie this was far from it. As it turned around I saw that it was Gracie’s skin wrapped so tight around this things body almost perfectly covering it like a jacket but it was inches from the things eyes and Gracie’s head or scalp whatever your wanna call it was layed over this things skull like a hat.

I pulled my colt up and squeezed out all the rounds I had in it only after i had let the last one out did I step back in and run to my room to find the second mag i kept loaded just in case.

I hit the mag release and let the empty mag slide out and fall to the floor. I jammed the second mag into the gun and grabbed my knife off night stand. I was at the ready for this thing to come for me but nothing. I slowly walked through my house with my gun in one hand and my knife in the other.

I checked the whole house to make sure then I went outback again. The thing was gone but what I found…… It pisses me off to this day. My Gracie was torn to pieces I mean shredded but there was no skin left on anything and the wood hitting my house that woke me up was her dog house slightest all about the yard. Needless to say the cops came and i had to show ownership of my handgun.

I gave them some fake ass story about a robber killing my dog then when they left I sat and waited thinking of what I needed to buy to make sure I was ready when it came back.

I realized I shot it. Now I’m not saying I’m the best shot ever but I’m far from a terrible marksman now with my ar15 I can drill targets from 150 yards no scope.

So how could I miss a whole clip from 5 yards with a colt I built from the ground up to target shoot almost perfectly. Well I didn’t at least one round round its marl because there was a blood trail leading to the wood. I followed it for hours with an ar15 night vision scope and mounted flashlight ,the scope to see when I didn’t want anything to know I was there if i thought I got close and the flashlight to follow the blood.

I never say anything more than a couple birds. So to anyone that has a dog they love keep it in eyesight and keep protection near by or your beloved pet might end up like my poor Gracie.

And fair warning to any that live in Tennessee these things are real they live in the woods and when you hear gunshots deep in there just know someone like me that lost something or someone to those things went looking and found it just like I should’ve done.

And to you the one that took my Gracie from me if we cross paths again I’ll do you worse than you did her.

Backyard creeps

I remember this. Clear as day. No doubt about it, this wasn’t a dream.

It was my birthday I had friends over. For saftey reasons i will not use their names.I had a huge backyard with a in-ground pool a  bar beside it a trampiline and a play house.

I also had woods behind them.

This will come into play later. We were sitting in my living room on the couch. The couch was infront of the window so we could not see out unless we physicaly got up and opened the curtains. Thats when we heard a loud bang on the window we all jumped off the couch and starred at the curtains.

We were home alone btw. So I living there knew the neighbors.

I thought it was the boys playing with us when we heard it again. I ran to the window and threw open the curtains to find no one just. Thats when i thought it was the tree. We laughed thinking we were so stupid.

About an hour later we got our bathing suits on and were almost ready to go outside we were getting towels and flip flops when we all stopped.

We heard a loud splash into the pool. We were frozen as we could hear something swimming then running out and away.

We sat there waiting for a laugh from the neighbors. I slowly walked towards the sliding glass door.  When i got to it and my freinds only 3 feet behind me I gained up unough courage i was about to open the curtains.

When we heard the bottels in the bars move we ran to the livng room and looked out the side window and saw the two neighbors boys just ariving home.

My blood went cold.

I got pail so did my friends. We then heard walking up the and across the playhouse and a rattle as if some one walked by the trampiline.

Who ever it was they were looking through my yard. We ran behind a wall as we heard who or what ever it was walk on to the porch. It didnt sound natural like as if they had to many feet. We could then see the shadow of something bony and tall trying to look into the window.

I got mad really mad.

I ran and thru open the curtains when i saw this.. this thing standing tall about 8 feet yellow eyes naked so bony no weight on it.

It smiled. When i saw it teeth i could feel a tear run down it face. dried blood pointy long yellow where there wasn’t crouched down to my size.

Then opening it mouth wide. there was fur bits inside probolly from it last meal.

I thought i was next. When this blood crueteling scream. I was in shock still as stiff as a board. I could just bareling hear my friends crying. It smiled and hit the glass with out blinking. It kept hitting it till a gun shot ran out. It got down on all four looked where it came from.

Another rang out.

I ran away back into the woods still on all four. I was so terrified of what i just witnessed i fell over still in shock. And i had a seizure. I’m okay but one of my friends wern’t she has to go to counciling as where they were they could see everything.