Mysterious creature at firewatch

Mysterious creature at firewatch. -Ghostzlayer00
English is not my first language so please bear with me!

This happened about a week ago and i just have to put it out for people to hear. A little info to set the scene. I live in the northern part of Sweden, on the countryside away from the bigger cities.
I work as a Harvester and Forwarder operator with two collegues, and if you dont know what that is, its big red machines that harvest timber. And when its summer time and the ground is dry, its a big risk that the machines chains and tracks grinds up towards a rock and sparks a fire, so on this day i was working as a fire watch to make sure nothing like that happens. I have an ATV with fire extinguisher and water tanks on the back to put out fires with.
So, the story begins
It was around early noon and my co-workers was driving around and i was standing just observing from a far, to my right is the logging road with all the timber stacked, and to my far left is the newly exposed tree line.
I was just observing the machines when i got the sudden urge to look to my left, but i couldnt see anything, just the trees swaying in the wind, i scanned the treeline intensly but i dont really know why.
Suddenly i spotted something behind a medium sized rock or boulder. It was a tall dark shadow, at first i just thought it was an old rotten tree or something, so i started my atv and proceeded to approach it.
The closer i got the more nervous i got. When i was about 40-50m from this thing i could start to make out shapes, as said before it was tall and dark, maybe 3 meters in height, it appeared to have arms but it was really hard to see, i didnt want to but i felt an urge to aproach it more, and so i did.
I was really scared at this point and just wanted to turn around and get the h*ll out of there. I stared at it intensly for like 1 minute, but it felt like hours, and then suddenly it just shrunk down behind the rock, which made me jump a little. Now i got sceptical thinking it was someone messing with me, so i turned off my atv and started to walk towards it, when i arrived i took slow and quiet steps and started to peer around the rock. But there was nothing there, and this made me very scared because i didnt hear annyone run away and i didnt see any footprints or any disturbance in the vegetation.
So i turned around and ran back to my atv and booked it away fast. I do not know what i saw that day, but it still freaks me out, i told my co-workes but of course they thought i was playing a prank on them.
I can assure you that this was very real, i will not blame you if you don’t belive me. Ive been back there since and havent seen anything else, but i still get the creeps everytime i look towards that specific treeline.

Night Call

This story is not from my point of view, but from my uncle’s, who has shared this story and many like it with over many years.

I guess it is best, I tell you my uncle lived and worked in a rural town in Texas. He worked as a paramedic for 33 years and has many weird stories and experiences. I will share one with you today.

My uncle got a call over the radio from the operator telling him a man was complaining that his heart felt like it was going burst. My uncle and his friend Ronny loaded into the truck and drove for almost an hour at to the location of the caller. Might I add, it was 2:00 in the morning and they drove an hour away from the small town they were stationed at.

When arriving on scene, they realized the place seemed vacant. Bushes and shrubs were overgrown and the house looked like it was rotting away. They got out and shined their flashlights through the broken windows. They were hesitant to go and had ad feelings about the whole situation. Finally, they went in and smelt a decaying smell. Like animal had been rotting away in the house.

They decided to split up. Ronny checked the upstairs and my uncle stayed at ground level. Every so often my uncle or Ronny would call out for the caller. When my uncle finished looking through the kitchen Ronny ran in and pulled my uncle out of the house. Ronny had a nervous and scared look on his face as they got into the truck and locked the doors.

Ronny called the operator and told her to send a few sheriff officers over to their location. My uncle asked what had happened, what Ronny had seen.

Ronny looked at the house and spoke, “I was checking the last room. It was dimly lit and at the small gap in the door, I was a man crouched down with a smile on his face. It whole thing didn’t seem right and I didn’t want to go in alone. So I turned around and walked downstairs to where I say your light in the kitchen. As I passed the open basement door…I…I saw three yellow, gold eyes staring as I walked. I stopped and looked back, without tuning my flashlight on it, I saw a clawed hand reach out.”

My uncle was always a believer in the paranormal, but after hearing what is partner said, he truly believed in good and evil. My uncle told me when the officers searched the house, they found no person or animals. Just a bunch of meth and weed. The officers even said that dust was still on all the surfaces and the only dust that was disturbed was from my uncle and Ronny’s shoes.

After that story and many others my uncle has shared, it makes me nervous and paranoid to start my carer as a firefighter/paramedic. I will always wonder if I too, will have stories to tell.

Firefighter and His Only Child

My uncle is a registered firefighter with all certificates for everything possible. He always told us that it was hard for him to help save people that couldn’t respond to his voice such as babies but he would save anyone because it was his job. We never thought that this advice would soon about to kill him inside.

This is something sort of a sad story but it includes a very creepy person. Names have been changed because even after five years it still haunts my dreams. I will start off at the birth of my Uncle (lets name him Logan) first child (name is Steve). As teen parents we all knew that it would be rough but with everyone’s help they would make it. Steve was born healthy and his mother stayed the normal amount of time in the hospital after his birth.

After Steve’s birth everything went on as normal but everyone but myself had taken many pictures with him something that I now regret.  The little family Logan, Lilly and,(Steve’s mother) had even had professional pictures done. We are all thankful for the pictures now that we look back. (This is the part of the story that gets sad but introduces the creepy person). Lilly’s mother was a very unhappy person about the fact that her teenage daughter had gotten pregnant. After the baby’s birth she acted as if she was happy but everyone knew she was faking. She hated the child and had even told Lilly that she wished that Lilly told her about sleeping without the condom so she could have got the morning after pill.

After eighteen days after Steve’s birth something terrible happened. The reports say that the Steve died from SIDs (Sudden Infant Death). This might break your heart but this is two types of stories combined Firefighter and Creepy Person. My uncle had tried to revive the baby with everything in him. He even tried until the coroner, police, and ambulance arrived. They was staying at Lilly’s mothers house. Yes, the women who hated the baby. As a firefighter my uncle said that he wished he had died in a house fire than see the death of his child.

Logan and everyone in the family to this day still believe that it was her mother. She has been cleared from the case and as I said the report called it SIDs. My Uncle and Lilly had another child named Stephanie. Her mother was yet again disappointed but took more interest in Stephanie. Lilly’s mother had wanted a son because she had three girls Lilly being the oldest. After Steve passed away she had a son and tried to reconnect with Lilly. I don’t know what ever happen to their realationship becasue Lilly and Logan have long split.

Sometimes being a firefighter is a hard job with saving people from fires, save people from drowning, etc. As a firefighter you never suspect that one day you would have to save your own new born child. Even before Steve had passed away I always had a bad feeling about Lilly’s mother. As far as I can tell no one in my family liked or likes Lilly’s mother. Always keep an eye on people who are jealous of a baby because you never know what will happen. I don’t know for sure what happen to Steve but I know being the firefighter that Logan is not being able to save his own child has about killed him even after all of these years.

The Fire

I am a junior firefighter in Eastern PA, I have been a junior firefighter for year a of now, White apartment cases of 14 people, half of them are juniors. This event took place this last summer.

I was at a Friday night bonfire with the rest of my department, around ten thirty the tones go out for a large brush fire. The rest of the department was not happy to go, but I was, this would be my first brush fire.

We all went to the station, put our gear on, and got in the trucks. I was on the brush truck, a small old Chevy pick up truck with brush gear on it. I was in the passenger seat with my chief driving.

I’m gonna say this now, my chief is not the kind to joke at all. In the drive to the location, he told me, with a serious face, you will see some things out there that will change you, the best thing you can do is just do what you need to, and get out fast, there are things in these woods that can make even the toughest men in the world run for their lives.

This scared me a little, but I was still excited to see what is in store for me. We arrive on scene, all the juniors get shovels and Indian tanks, and are told to make fire lines, which is just clearing brush. The seniors got the attack lines and got to work, while the oldest junior, at the age of 17 led us to where we were going to clear a line, we got to work, and over the crackling of the fire, we all could here a faint sobbing, it sounded like a young girl who got lost in the woods.

Half of the juniors kept working while the other half went to investigate the noise, the ones who stayed bake were the older one, the ones who knew what the chief meant.

When we were investigating, we saw a figure next to a tree, it was child sized, we called out but it continued to sob, at this point we were about ten feet from it, as we got closer, it screeched, it sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

As it screamed, we saw the figure rise to seven feet tall, and saw two beading red eyes at the top of the figure.

Then we started to back away, let me remind you that the only thing we had to defend our selves were shovels.

When the figure saw is starting to back away, it started to run towards us. We went from backing away, to running for our lives.

The screeching continued as it chased us. When the rest of the juniors saw the thing we were running from, they started to run with us.

At this point, the flames generated enough light to see, I turned to see if it was still chasing us, and it was, then I took a quick look at its body, I saw it’s ribs were sticking out of the skin and fur covering its body, then the had looked like a deer skull, and the legs were almost horse like.

Where we were working was about a half mile from the trucks. So we decided to run for the rest of the way, but as we ran we dropped our Indian tank and shovels on the trail so we could run faster, as we did this we could start to see the red flashing lights of the trucks.

The senior firefighters saw us coming with the thing chasing us. On of them grabbed a hose and sprayed the creature until it ran back into the woods, we all knew we didn’t have to much time before it came back, so we packed up all our stuff and started to drive back down the service road, when it was my trucks turn to go down, we heard something clawing through the metal compartments on the side of the truck, immediately the driver floored it until the main road, when we got there we got out of the truck and took a look at what got damaged, as we looked around, the side compartment door had three scratches running through the door, cutting it.

We called the DCR to take over, and the reason we gave was due to lack of gear. When the fire was out the DCR said the found some of our Indian tanks and shovels slices to bits. I don’t know what they saw but they said they will be doing all forest fires in that area only.

I don’t know if that thing is out there still, but I know I am never go anywhere near there again. The next day when I went by there to see the carnage, I saw a large sign saying danger, keep out, and the entire wooded section was fenced off with barbed wire, I told the rest of the department this, and they didn’t seem to mind, almost like this had happened before.

I don’t know what that was, but when I talked with other departments about it, they say they have seen it, or have experienced what I had. The worst of it was that I saw something the next day about how a seven year old girl got lost in the woods and still hasn’t been found.

An anonymous call.

An anonymous call

In the early 2000s I was straight out of college with a degree as a firefighter in New York.      I was middle class and needed a decent job to pay my rent, so I chose my college major to work at a fire station. I also had a job as a janitor at a small groceries store so I was making a lot of money compared to what my parents got and was really confident.

Several months in to the job we received a call, I was friends with Stan the operator and could hear the conversation… ” There is a fire.” The voice on the phone sounded oddly neutral compared to most callers. ” Where are you located?” Stan asked. ” 160 Oaten  lane, please help.” The voice sounded slightly more dramatic but was still strange as most callers were screaming or breathing heavily. The line went silent as soon as it was called. Stan put down the phone and tracked the location in a database on his computer, he told the directions and ordered me to drive there immediately because the line stopping instantly is not a good sign. I threw on my vest and thick red fire proof hat. In a rush I slid down the fire pole and bolted into a firetruck with my colleagues.

We sped out of the station and onto the main road, the address was to an abandoned building in queens. I expected that someone had got trapped inside and set off an old wire or knocked over flammable liquids from an old gas tank. After 4 minutes of driving we arrived at the address. Weirdly the building was very quiet and the air smelled clean. Our sirens were blaring quite furiously but I could hear shouting from inside.

Suspicious, I grabbed an axe and pried the doors open… Inside was a man with grey tape covering his mouth and his hands were bound with rope, he was surrounded by cloaked men who suddenly turned around. ” Sir, uh we were just…” A skinny man mumbled. ” Let him go.” John shouted he was six foot three and was threatening to watch. The man charged with a led pipe and swung it at me, I kicked his legs and he fell down. He and his men surrendered and we set the man free. He told us his name, Argon Garibaldi. After the incident the police drove in and said they were looking for drug dealers, that’s when I saw the phone. He had called us with a disposable phone and had been kidnapped, after that the police hauled them away and drove the man somewhere, he had called us somehow not trying to cause alarm by calling the police. That was the last time I saw him, he was Greek I think.

Last night I got a strange call from a foreign location asking me if I new him, the call was anonymous so I got nervous and said no. The person on the call was male, he sounded south eastern European. I decided to search Argon’s name after all those years. Apparently, he is an Albanian politician, that’s what gave me the creeps. I remembered the voice, he was the skinny man from when I found the Argon. That is when I called the police…