Werewolf in the Woods

It was a sunny day.. Me and my friend were hanging in the park.. The park was nice and we would spend most of our time there.. We would love to play at that park.. We are a strange group.. We would like to roleplay.. Play action games outside ..

And alot of violence ..

We would get rough sometimes but we would take it..We always were curious why there was a bunker like house in the building.. It was right next to the park in the forest.. It had a metal door and glass windows with metal wires in them..

And the windows were barred..It looked strange and suspicious.. It had a big brown fence .. Which was odd.. But we brushed it off thinking it was some guy who wanted to have his own house with a garden..Because we lived in an urban area there was not free space for a house anywhere for miles.. So yeah.. That day.. I was with one of my friends.. His name is foreign because we are in a different country so im going to make up names for both of us.. Lets say his name is Tyler .. And mine is Eric..

Now.. We were just talking in the park and making jokes.. Like we always do.. We have a really and I mean REALLY dark humor.. So sometimes we would act normally when other people were there and retarded when only us were alone.. We decided we would go get my flashlight and go explore the little forest part.. And scare eachother.. For funs purpose.. When we went to my home and came back it was already getting dark..

We waited an hour and a half .. It was already pitch black in the forest.. We continued going throught the forest.. When we were halfway there I gave him the flashlight ’cause he was begging me to give it so he can flash everywhere he wants.. He flashed up the trees and a bunch of crows were flying off it and making a bunch of sound.. We got scared as hell and laughed it all out..And let me just say at the day its not that creepy at all and it looks like a just a part of land with some trees.. But in the night it looks like im in the middle of a huge forest..

About a couple of more minutes he stopped.. I asked “What is it? What do you see?” He just said .. “Look over there..” I looked and I saw a big dog like creature.. I was shocked because as a kid I would always like to say to my friends I was a werewolf .. They were on and off again one time believing me one time not.. Its complicated..

When I saw those two glowing big red eyes..

I was noping so much that I was almost saying it out loud.. I wanted to run but I couldn’t leave my friend..I froze for a moment.. But came back to reality.. I just said “RUN!” And we started bolting out of there.. We were running like never before.. He was in front of me because I let him take the lead .. He was much taller and stronger.. But I was faster.. When we got nearly there.. I slipped and fell in the mud.. Because we laugh at everything..

he came back and picked me up and when we got there he started laughing.. I was scared shitless and I think he was too but we just couldn’t help ourselves.. This probably looks ridicuolous but shamefully thats what happened.. When we got a glimpse of the forest again we saw a big dark silluete rush on the other side of the forest..

Now I did see it as a quadrupedal animal and it probably could have been a dog.. But when we saw it running on the other side it was bipedal and it was fast..

Faster than anything i’ve seen in my life.. We got scared then.. Arguing about if it was a dog or a werewolf.. I don’t know it happened all so fast.. We were just rambling random stuff at this point.. And that was the first part of it.. We came back home told our parents but as always they didn’t believe us..

On the other hand our friends did.. We were scared and I still am to this day.. But something told us to come back.. And we did.. The other night.. When we entered it again I felt a feeling like something wasn’t right.. Because I was an idiot I didn’t check if it was a full moon on either nights..

So we just resumed.. And we heard something..

We looked to our side.. It was coming from the little house with the metal door.. I said “Im gonna go check that out you stay here” Which he replied “No dude.. Don’t go out there.. Something could be in there” I didn’t listen and I climbed the fence over and climbed to the windows to see what was making noise in there..

The noise was quite strange.. Like a screaming but..It was very deep.. Demon like deep..

When I peeked through the windows I saw a living room.. Everything as usual.. But when I saw what was in front of me.. A door frame.. With no door on and the room in there was pitch black.. I couldn’t see a thing .. I couldn’t hear the sound anymore.. That’s when it happened.. It came out of the dark so fast I barely saw what it was .. It broke the glass and pushed me back and I fell on my back.. Glass luckily didn’t cut my face bad .. With only a few minor cuts.. When I fell I saw a big black hand with grim 5 inch claws..

Like it was trying to get out.. But the windows were very small .. And they were barred too.. After a few seconds the hand dissapeared.. I was so scared I wanted to run.. But I thought I could get a picture for evidence.. I put out my phone and tried to take a picture.. I climbed the broken window and turned the camera on..

It was more logical to record but I was so shocked at the time I didn’t know what I was thinking.. I saw nothing there.. It was quiet.. Very quiet.. So I thought it has gone in an other room .. When I tried to peek more through the window .. I saw it staring at me.. From the side.. I was no more than 10 centimeters away from that thing.. The only thing that was seperating us were the bars.. I backed out quickly but stayed on the window which I regret doing.. The thing started banging the metal door..The first bang was loud the second one was so loud the vibration knocked me off the window..

I was horrified.. It had black thick fur.. Pointy ears.. Dark red eyes.. Alongated mouth .. It was all wolf like.. But it was bipedal.. And its arms and legs were of a man.. IT resembled like the popular movie Underworld’s Evolution White Werewolf for some reason but only the features..

As I said it’s fur was dark..It was stupid of me for ever coming back there.. I quickly jumped through the fence but my friend was no where to be found.. I thought “Did he really freacking leave me out here alone?!” And then that’s when he appeared out of a bush and said “Go GO!!!” We started running towards our buildings..Half the way we heard the most terrifying thing we ever heard in our lives.. The howl.. It was a deep demon like howl simillar to a wolfs howl but way deeper and with a tone I can’t even explain..

We lived in the same street so we were together the whole time.. We just dashed into our houses.. Our parents thought a dog had attacked us..And we made the other stuff up.. But we knew better than that.. A dog that was twice our size? BIPEDAL.. And it was in the house.. Plus it’s hands were not even simillar to a dog.. We knew from the moment we saw it that it was a Werewolf.. We thought that all of it was true.. The myths the legends.. Everything.. A year has ONLY passed.. And we came back to that place at day..

But we wouldn’t dare walk anywhere near there at night..

Stalked by a Werewolf while on drugs: Update

(This is not part of the story, this is for whatever website moderator is reading this submission, so please remove this paragraph if you decide to use this story. I used a throwaway email to submit the original story with and i dont remember what it was. I cannot prove that i am the author of that story, but hopefully by stating that the story was submitted at some point in late January / early February, that might be enough proof that i submitted the story [as it was not uploaded until March]. Also i hope that you can see certain similarities in my writing style as further proof that it was i who submitted the original story. I will submit this update anyway, with the hopes that it will at least be uploaded to the website as i completely understand that this might not be suitable for the channel as it is not actually a story. Oh, and thanks for uploading my original story.)

This is an update to a story i submitted earlier on in the year, titled “Stalked by a Werewolf while on drugs”.

So a few months ago i submitted my story to darknessprevails.org. This update is just to respond to a few comments from some people who are skeptical about my story.

The biggest criticism of my post was the fact that i was on drugs at the time, but i can easily explain how my story is still credible despite this. The drugs i were taking was MDMA. It is not a hallucinogenic drug like other drugs such as LSD and i, personally, have never experienced any strong hallucinations while taking it. I have taken hallucinogenic drugs like LSD and shrooms and the hallucinations i experienced were nothing like i saw on that night. Drug hallucinations aren’t detailed or cohesive, they are similar to a dream (where everything you experience completely lacks in detail because your brain cannot create that many fake details at once), whereas what i experienced was vivid and detailed. I still strongly remember every detail the beast: from its thick, black fur to its broad chest and its arms that were muscular at the biceps, but thin and scrawny at the forearm. What i saw was 100% real, whether i was on drugs or not.



Dogman is Stalking Me

This is a true story my brother wrote:

So to start off this story I’ll need to give you a back story on myself and the person/s involved. I live in a semi rural area in Far North Queensland just south of Cairns that is surrounded by dry bushland, rain forests and mountains. My mother and sister are both religious (more or less), and do believe in creatures and manifestations that exist beyond our knowledge. My father and I on the other hand, have always been the “I’ll have to see it to believe it.” type. This all started back when I was 17. It was a rainy night due to the torrential down pour of the wet season (it’s especially bad in the tropics).

Anyways, my friends and I were out long boarding around the block and we had just left my house and were approaching one of our favourite hills. Due to the weather, visibility was rather poor and we couldn’t see 5 ft in front of us. On the left hand side there was a 1/2 acre block of land that was covered with tall grass. My friends decided they’d go first while I was tying my laces, although I couldn’t see them, I could hear them going down as long boards aren’t exactly discrete. They reached the bottom and shouted the all clear for me (we had a system where the first ones down had to watch for cars). Before setting off I started to feel a little uneasy, like I was being watched, but thinking nothing of it I set off down the hill. About halfway down I began to hear what sounded like footsteps behind, or rather, “thuds”. Kind of like what you hear when a dog’s paws hit the pavement mid-run…

Only it sounded heavier. Bigger. It continued down the hill after me and at this point I was kinda freaking out and lost focus. I turned to see what was running after me, and to my horror I was petrified to find a 7-8 ft tall being with what looked to be yellow eyes, pointed ears and a greyish-black mane. I noticed that this thing had locked eyes with me the second I turned my head and the speed was unlike any animal I’ve seen run before.

While I was fixated on this creature, I paid little attention to what was happening in front of me and my board hit a rock- I wiped out in the middle of the road. I managed to control my fall and rolled, eventually stopping as I laid face down on the road. Fearing that whatever was chasing me might be standing over me, I mustered up the courage to look. I glanced over the corner of my arm and saw that whatever was chasing me down the hill had gone, but I was frozen, mostly due to shock and disbelief. After about 5 minutes laying there on the road, my friends came back to see if I was okay. I could hear them cracking jokes about me eating shit on the fall but I was in no mood for jokes. Still making fun of me, they helped me to my feet and we walked home… but I still felt like I was being watched.

Even in the presence of my friends, the feeling just wouldn’t subside. Upon arriving back at my house I told my mum and dad about the whole ordeal and as I expected, my father shrugged it off saying “your mind was just playing tricks on you”. On the other hand, mum seemed convinced but didn’t say much. The rest of the night was pretty chill after that, I had a shower, cleaned up the grazes and went to bed. That was the first encounter.

The second encounter took place roughly a few days after the first. This time it happened while I was inside, in the kitchen. It was around 9pm and I was starting to wind down for the night as I had school the following day. Whilst getting a drink from the fridge, I stared out the window… Why? I have no idea. Anyways, I daydreamed off towards the street light on the backroad behind my house. We have two driveways, one out the front and one out the back that connects to the main street behind my house. During the day it gets pretty busy as its the main road in our area. So, as I stared at the street light on the main road, my eye caught a glimpse of something standing directly under it. I focused on it for at least a minute or two and managed to mentally record the following features. Much like before, it had those same, distinctive large-pointed ears.

I noted the muscular build on the chest and arms on this thing this time, almost like one of those body builder types, and the legs kind of resembled that of a dog’s hind legs. It gets better, the fucked part for me was it’s hands. It had ordinary hands!? Like… opposable thumbs and all, at least from what I could tell given the distance! I would boil it down to a prankster fucking with me… If it wasn’t 7-8 ft tall. It had one hand on the lamp-post and the other was sort of knuckled down on the ground, to me it looked like it was having a rest or something. When the familiarisation with this thing set in… I began shitting myself, especially because of course when I decided to look over, it decided to turn its head to the house and look back. Fuck sakes. I noticed its ears had punched up and it seemed more alert now… which, correct me if I’m wrong, usually in dogs indicates full attention. I came to my senses and ran to lock the door.

In a panic, I called out for my sister and my mum to come (dad I’m pretty sure was at work still at the time). They came rushing in as I was fucking frantic about the whole thing, I told them exactly what I saw and as clearly as I could… but by the time we went out to the balcony to look the creature had vanished. At this point I was pretty sure I was going crazy and starting to see shit that wasn’t actually there… that was, until the next two encounters I had in the weeks to follow.

The third encounter was lot shorter than the others, but it was so fucking intense it had me on edge for ages. It was the weekend, and mum had decided to go into town with my sister. I decided to stay in for a night of gaming, I didn’t mind being home alone. It started off as a pretty good night, I was going positive on Battlefield 4, so my mood was at a high. After about an hour of gaming I started hearing a scratching noise outside my headset. I thought maybe my headset was playing up, so I took it off and the scratching became very apparent when I sourced it to the stairs right outside my window. Just FYI, my window is about 8-9 ft off the ground, the only way you can look through it is if you’re actually on the balcony. Our house is on a slope, so it has stilts which is basically where my room is. This is how I was able guesstimate the height of this thing. Nervously, I looked up at my window and there I saw them. Those same pointed ears just rising centimetres away from the window seal.

This scared the hell out of me and I was frozen again at the realisation that this thing was right outside my bedroom window, taunting me. It was probably drawn to the sound of me talking to my friends online…

All I know is this thing seemed to enjoy my torment. I buried my face into my pillow and sat on the floor… Listening. I could hear it panting, much like a dog with subtle growling under its breath and the stairs creaking under its weight. Fuck, I thought. I shut my eyes and after what seemed like a lifetime, the scratching finally stopped and I could hear thudding across the lawn as it seemingly made its departure. I was able to pull my face from my pillow.. But I stayed grounded on my bedroom floor. I didn’t leave my room the whole night until my mother and sister came back at 2-3am.

My final and most recent encounter took place when my sister and I were driving on a secluded road that leads to the national park roughly 10-15 minutes down from my house. It was a nice afternoon, my sister and I are into photography and thought we’d get some nice scenic shots out that way. However this encounter didn’t take place until we were on our way home. In fact, I’m not actually sure if this counts as an encounter considering the large possibility of misidentification. Anyways, we were heading back and just got onto a windy section of road that takes us through the more dense parts in the bush. It’s made up of tall trees, dense grassland and shrubs, not to mention its also farmers’ land so its pretty common to see a stray horse or cow cross the road.

As I was driving I caught something moving amongst the grass out of the corner of my eye. It was something rather big, so I stopped the car and looked at the area I thought I saw it move in. My sister funnily enough, also saw something move, but to this day she still tells me she isn’t entirely sure what she saw that day. Out of extreme anxiety and the fact that she kept telling me to drive, we took off home and didn’t return for a while. Its been about a year since I’ve had these encounters, things have gone quiet but it always sits in the back of my mind whether or not I will see the creature again.

Actually, come to think of it, just yesterday mum told me that she had a strange feeling of being watched when she was checking on our chickens in the back yard. Supposedly something was spooking them in the night, so she went down with a torch, which is something she does all the time but this time she found herself bolting back to the house due to eery feelings.

Honestly I still ponder on how the situations could have changed depending on where I could have been in each of them. What would have happened if I was outside when that thing approached my window? I hate to think that this creature would cause me extreme harm or possibly death but I do know that it was or is indeed a possibility. I still don’t know to this day if what I saw was authentic or not. We’ve nicknamed it “dogman”… but it’s only after these encounters that I have learned from the online community that dogman is apparently very much at large…

Dogman of Arkansas

I came across your youtube channel while looking around the internet on the Dogman topic and I just wanted to share my story with you.

Back in the summer of 1995 I was 15 years old and I spent a lot of my time out at my grandparents house in a very backwoods, rural area a little southeast of Little Rock. They lived down a series of networked dirt roads in the same house they had been in since my mom was a child. The closest town was roughly 10 miles as the crow flies and the nearest neighbor was around 2 miles up the road.

Now I grew up in the woods and my entire childhood was spent playing in them and hunting in them with my grandpa. By 15 I was pretty well versed in the native wildlife. But this one evening in the summer of 1995, I saw something that would make me question everything I ever knew, and make me never want to return to the woods again.

When I stayed with my grandparents, my grandfather had a very strict policy of being inside the house by nightfall. One evening, my cousin and I had strayed out a little too far and darkness began to set in on our way back. It was one of those evenings where the sky was red and orange, streaked with a few clouds as the sun set and night began to fall.

It wasn’t quite dark and wasn’t quite light. It was that kind of in between where the sun isn’t all the way down, and the sun was low on the horizon casting eerie shadows across the landscape and everything takes on a bit more of a sinister tone than it does in the full daylight.

My grandfather raised hunting dogs and the point we emerged from the woods was a point across the field behind my grandparents house and situated right here just into the treeline was the dog pin and across from it an old barn, from an era of days gone by that was no longer used and we were forbidden from entering because of its dilapidated state.  It was in that very spot that the way I looked at the world would be forever changed.

As we neared the dog pin we could hear all of my grandpa’s hunting dogs making quite the racket over something. As we approached we could see them all looking towards the barn, hackles raised and letting on that something was over in that direction. It was about this moment my nostrils were filled with the strong odor of wet dog, rotting animal and piss. It was so strong it made me and my cousin both start gagging. I looked towards the barn and what I saw is forever scarred into my memory.

A creature, resembling a canine, was peering at us from around the corner of the barn. It had one hand wrapped around the corner and and only the top half of itself exposed, it almost appeared to be grinning at us revealing huge sharp looking teeth. To me, this thing looked more like a massive hyena in the face. It had pointed ears that sat atop it’s head and matted fur that kinda covered it’s head and chest real thick, almost like a lions mane and that thinned out towards the chest area. It stepped out the rest of the way from around the corner and this thing was walking upright, like a human, it’s legs bent backwards like a dog, It’s hands resembled that of a humans but reminded me of a raccoons paws, it had claws and it’s palms had what looked like the padding a dog would have.  The arms stretched low and it had sort of a slumped over posture and kinda looked like it would be just as at home walking on all fours and it would bipedal, it was reddish brown in color and stood in the very least 7 1/2 feet tall and it was built like brick shit house. We stood there too afraid to move and in complete disbelief of what we were seeing. Then this thing let out a growl so loud and so deep I could feel it reverberate in my chest. I had a handgun with me but I didn’t feel like it would be anywhere near enough to stop this thing if it came at us.

I know you aren’t supposed to run from a predator, but in that moment it’s exactly what my cousin and I both did. Like the wind and blazing a trail of fire behind us we made for my grandparents house roughly 500 yards away. I heard this thing crashing through the field behind us but I did not dare turn to look. We burst through the door of my grandparents house and in a yammering of hyperactive gibberish both of us began to blurt out and try to explain to my grandpa what had just happened. It took a while to calm us down, and when we did my grandpa sat us down and told us the reason why he didn’t allow us out past dark. He said that a long time ago whatever that thing was had came up around the house looking in windows and was creeping around thier property at night. He said he had seen it on some other occasions since and that some years ago it had also killed several cattle that he used to own and chased him back to his truck one evening as well. He said it wasn’t friendly and that it damn sure isn’t afraid of humans.

I know what I saw. My cousin knows what he saw. It wasn’t a misidentified animal. It wasn’t anything I have ever seen in my life before or since.  This thing scared me so badly I have never been back to those woods since and I rarely venture into any woods at all these days some 22 years later. People need to know  that these things are real, they are out there and they aren’t friendly.


UK Dogman Encounter

First of all can I just say how much I love your channel and how much it has helped me come to terms with what I saw, it really helps to know that so many other people see these strange creatures and that I am not crazy.

A little background about myself before I get into my story, my name is Damon-Aston de’ Medici, I am a 23 Year old guy and from the West Midlands of England in the UK. Now, I don’t live far from a place called Cannock Chase, which is where my encounter took place.

It happened when I was 19 years of age, I had just completed a new album and, at that age and with any excuse, me and my friends, Peggy, Rosalind, my boyfriend James & his friends Francis & Aymon, took the opportunity to have a little private celebration in the Chase, we went to our local Off-licence, bought some booze, and off we went for an all nighter in the woods, as is the norm for teens.
We got to our usual spot around 10pm and got to drinking.

About an hour had passed, we were getting tipsy and having a good time, playing my new tunes from James’s Bluetooth speaker, when Peggy screamed, I was shocked and asked: “What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!”

She said: “I swear I have just seen a bear by that log!”

Now, Peggy has always been a little ditsy and is often the butt end of our jokes with some of the things that she comes out with, so everyone just burst into laughter and Francis said: “You don’t get bears in England you div!”

Everyone laughed it off and got back to drinking, however I couldn’t help but think… I had heard of the Cannock Chase Werewolf before, I never believed in it mind you, men that turn into wolves? Come on, I wasn’t a kid, I just thought it was a folktale like the Lochness Monster or Bigfoot, but without thinking too much of it, I just registered the thought and carried on with the merriment. Peggy however couldn’t, she was jumpy and kept on looking around her into the woods.

An hour or so later I was a tad bit merry and it was also apparent that I needed a wee, so I went a little off into the woods to get some privacy, as I was doing my thing I heard leaves crackling in a footstep like fashion, I stopped myself; “Hello? Babe is that you?”

No reply, so I got back too it, just to hear that sound again, carrying on this time I called; “Guys if you’re trying to scare me, too bad, I’m too tipsy to care!”
I just finished up when I heard a deep, guttural growl emit from the darkness, I looked around, now quite frightened, but couldn’t see a thing, I quickly ran as fast as I could back to the others and into James’s arms.
“Woah, babe, what’s wrong?” he asked.

I told him what had happened and he just laughed at me; “Aww baby, had a bit too much to drink?”

I scowled; “Don’t be an arse, I’m serious.”

“It was probably just your imagination after too much to drink and Peggy’s eyes needing testing” he said as him, Francis & Aymon all started laughing.

“Fine, don’t believe me” I snapped, sitting on my log with obvious annoyance.

Rosalind sat next to me; “I know he’s being a prick but he’s probably right, it’s probably just the drink, that’s all.”

I know she was trying to be nice and comfort me, but I know what I heard. I know I didn’t imagine it.

I sat there for the next hour seething to myself, slowly sobering up, I was so mad that the only person who seemed to believe me was Peggy, and that my own boyfriend was just laughing at me with his mates, every now and then one of them would make a sarcky comment to take the mick and eventually I just snapped; “Do you know what James, piss off! You and your bleeding dick head little mates can take your sarcky comments and shove them up your arse!”

I got up and stormed off into the woods, James trying to call me back but ignoring him until he was out of ear shot.

I found a little spot a while a way, sat down, and started to cry, I was still a little tipsy, heightened emotions and all that, you know. But then through my tears I heard those footsteps again. I stopped myself and listened, they were getting closer, I looked around to the general direction I was hearing them from but couldn’t see anything, I slowly got up trying not to alert whatever it was to the fact I could hear it in case it was some knife wielding nutcase, I walked a little and realised that in my anger, I hadn’t taken note of the direction I’d come from…

“Oh shit!” I thought; “That barstard better be looking for me!”

I walked until I found a big tree that my whole body would fit behind and slipped in behind it, now being very scared, I heard the crunching of leaves get closer and closer, I stood there, shaking, thinking this is it, I’m about to be murdered by some weirdo creeping around the woods in the middle of the night, until I heard, like, well like a dog sniffing, right behind the tree! Sighing a massive breath of relief and thinking: “Oh thank Heavens for that, it’s just a lost pooch!” I turned around to see a MASSIVE, 8, 9, maybe even 10ft BEAST standing on it’s hind legs before me!

But in that split second I wasn’t scared, like as if some primal instinct held me for a second before logical thought kicked in, it was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. It was a sturdy looking beast, muscular, it had shaggy and matted, light brown & grey fur, a fluffy mane around it’s neck and like a German Shepherd’s shaggy tale, it’s face looked, well just like a Wolf, in fact, he (yes he, I noticed) kinda looked like my Siberian Husky, Snowy, at home, only his eyes were more of a golden yellowish colour than Snowy’s chocolate brown eyes, he was just gorgeous, I thought… Until rational thinking kicked in and I suddenly thought: “Bloody hell! I’ve gotta get out of here!”

I ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction to the Beast, he seemed to give me a head start, then on all fours he got, and ran like the wind, taking no time to catch up to me, he pounced, slamming me to the floor, I felt a sharp pain in my elbow down to my fingers and I screamed. He turned me over and pinned me down, his weight was immense, I screamed and screamed at the top of my lungs for James but try as I might I could not move, he just had me pinned down looking at me, he got in my face and I closed my eyes thinking this was the end, but I just felt a tickle in my ear as he sniffed me, just like Snowy did at home, you know when your dog sniffs in your ears and tickles you with his whiskers? Well this enormous “Monster” was doing that, I was in shock, I thought he wanted to eat me, not play!

He stood up, still looking at me like his curious new toy, just then I heard James, Francis & Peggy; “Daye! Damon! You okay? Daye! What the bloody-?!”

The beast looked at them, gave me one last glance & then took off, fast as lightning into the night.

James ran to me, tears now streaming down his face; “Babe! You okay?! I’m so sorry baby, are you hurt?? I should never have let you go off like that!”

“I’m fine” I promised, “It, didn’t hurt me- ouch!”

I realised that in my fall I’d hurt my elbow, I later found out that this was a slight dislocation, but I knew that it was an accident, this animal had not tried to hurt me at all.

I had a lot of trouble coming to terms with it all, but simply because I wondered if I was going crazy! But if that were the case, were James, Francis & Peggy all crazy too? They had seen it. Then we found this whole community and have found much comfort in knowing we’re not alone, others have seen these magnificent creatures too, and we now feel validation in our experience.

I just want others to know that not all Dogmen, Werewolves, Lycans, whatever each person may call them, are vicious, blood thirsty Monsters, in fact I believe they are just another of Earth’s creatures trying to get by.

Thankyou for listening to my story, I hope others can take comfort in it as I have theirs.