I am a marine stationed in the United States. Me and several friends decided to go camping at a local Indian reservation camp ground for a three days to get away from the base and relax. We drove about 2 hours to this place and were greeted by very friendly native Americans.
One of them walked up to us and right away we noticed the man had an eye patch on his left eye. He asked if we were military and we said yes. He told us that he was in the army during Vietnam. After short conversation with him we proceeded and found a camping spot a little off the side of the road.
Only way to get up the step hill was with 4 wheel drive which we had.
The spot was like most, trees and an open area for a fire and all. It had a row of bushes on the side that went up a mountain and it had an opening to go through to the side.
The first night was like any normal camping trip. The next day we were all hanging around and I decided to go look for some branches for the fire that night. I went through the bushes with the opening in it and I found an open area with small bushes here and there all the way up this this small mountain. Almost immediately I felt something was off but I couldn’t figure it out. It almost felt like I went through a portal or something.
Nothing looked off it was just a gut feeling.
Like I was being watched from one of the bushes. So I kept front towards them just in case and had my hunting knife in hand. As I stood there I heard…. something.
I’ve been face to face with bears and mountain lions and all but I’ve never heard this? It was similar to a mountain lion but it was much lower tone. My blood ran cold like I just heard something demonic in nature. I looked around but saw nothing.
Then I heard it again louder and for what seemed like several seconds when i realized. It wasn’t coming from in front of me, behind me, to the left or right.
It was coming from all directions at one time.
I kept looking around desperate to find what direction it was coming from. As I looked up the mountain I saw something move. I didn’t get a good look but I remember it was larger then a bear yet it walked like a human. It was covered in dark fur. I stood there completely confused and then all of a sudden I hear one of my friends call for me.
I turn around and see him standing near the opening I came through.
He asked me where the hell I was and I told him I’ve been right here. Then asked why. He said dude you’ve been gone for an hour. We tried calling out for u. I looked at him puzzled. It couldn’t have been more then 2 minutes.
He assured me and showed his watch. Sure enough a whole hour passed.
He then asked me if I was sure I’ve been over here the whole time. I said yeah man.
I’ve been standing right here the whole time. He gave me a confused look and said he checked up here three times and I was not here.
I looked back up the mountain and noticed that the area was darker then I remember from the setting sun.
We walked back to the others and when I told them what happens they all thought I was joking around. Later that night the guy with eye patch stopped by with his son and we talked for a bit. One of my friends told me to tell him about what happened as a joke. The man looked at me with curiosity and asked what happened.
So I told him.
He looked at his son and they both looked back at me asked me if I saw it. I told him I only saw a glimpse. Did u see the eyes? He asked. No just the body. He sighed and told me I was lucky. He said he couldn’t tell me what it was but just told me I was lucky I didn’t see it’s eyes. That night I didn’t sleep and I was glad when we left.
I plan on going back there again just on the other side of the camp. Just thinking about this story makes me tear up from fear.
I don’t know what that was and DON’T want to know.