The following story is true and happened last year during December. Before I begin I’d like to preface the story by saying I am a 16 year old boy who is 6 feet tall, and I am very muscular. It takes a lot to scare me, and whenever I’m out with friends or alone I always have a balisong, aka butterfly knife on me. The ones I own are also brand knives from Bladerunners systems, so they are sturdy and I know I can trust them to work properly if I ever need to use them. I would also like to state that during the story I did not have my phone because I did not want to have anything to distract me. This will be explained later on. On to the story.
I live in an urban part of Memphis, next to a place called the wolf river. It is a popular area for bikers and runners because it has long winding trails that go through a forested area with a river going through the middle. Sometimes I used to go out in the middle of the night and skate along the paved trails, however after this encounter with what I saw last December I don’t think I’ll ever go back there at night.
Anyways around mid December when my school got off for winter break, I decided one night to go out and skate to, as well as on the wolf river. Even during winter it doesn’t snow or ice over very much down here, so I knew it would be safe. As I crossed the street and entered the trail, I could hear the sounds of crickets and the noise of the forest around the trail. I love nature and the sound immediately calmed me.
As soon as you get a few feet into the trail there is a part where you can turn left or right. I decided to turn left because I knew that went deeper in to the forest and I wasn’t planning on going home any time soon. There where also a lot of downhill parts in that direction so it would be much more fun to glide down and cruise on my skateboard. About halfway in to the trail I stopped and sat on a bench to rest. I pulled out my alpha beast and began to flip it. I’ve been flipping balisongs for 3 years so I’m very experienced, and apart from skating it’s one of my favorite hobbies.
After a good 30 minutes of flipping and attempting to master zero gravity chaplins, I decided to begin skating again. I was about to reach an area where you can go over a long bridge made for bikers and runners, when I noticed something that put my off slightly. A few moments earlier the forest was bustling with noise from all the animals, but now it was dead quiet. I don’t know how to explain it, but it was that point of dead silence where all you hear is a ringing in your own ears from the sound of absolute nothingness. I brushed the silence off as just the animals thinking I was a predator, disregarding the fact that if that was true they would have been silent the whole time I was there.
A few more turns in to the trail I felt an overwhelming sense of dread. Not just any dread, but the kind of dread you feel when you feel like you’re being watched, and you’re cornered at the same time. I got off my skateboard and stood dead still. I listened and looked around, determined to find the source. Nothing. I was about to brush off the feeling when I saw it.
Behind a thick tree about 50 feet away, I saw it. A pair of glowing red eyes and a clawed hand peering at me from behind a tree. The eyes had no pupils and looked almost like rubies being shone on by a light, and the claws. The fucking claws. It had 3 fingers and a thumb. Each finger was skinny with a long, black, shiny spike that was at least a foot long. They looked like fingernails, but somehow at the same time, not. My heart sank. It didn’t move at all. I locked eyes with it for what felt like an eternity. Finally I used every fiber of my being to take 1 step back.
As soon as I did this it knew I was trying to get away and it ran at breakneck speed towards me, closing at least 20 feet every second. The thing was on all fours, but I could tell just by watching it move that it was easily 7 feet tall if it where to stand. I knew I wouldn’t be able to outrun it, and the trail I was on towards it was all downhill so skating away was out of the question. My only option was to fight as best I could. If it weren’t for my alpha beast and replicant I know I would not be telling this story today.
Before it got close enough to me, I pulled out both of my knives. I would like to state before I continue that they are both incredibly sharp and both sport a 4.5 inch blade made of Stainless Steel, with my alpha beast having titanium handles, so they are very sturdy and reliable knives, with a very sharp edge to top it off. I knew that even if I died, I could at least severely injure this… Thing. As soon as it closed in it pounced on me, but I managed to drive both knives into its lower torso once it jumped. It let out a painfully loud screech and I blacked out. I woke up about an hour later lying in a pool of blood. I knew I wasn’t out long because I left home around 11:30 pm and it was now 2:30 am.
Both of my knives where in my hands, covered in black blood. The creature was nowhere to be seen, however I had very long gashes in both of my elbows and a bite mark on my lower jaw. I immediately got up, grabbed my skateboard, and booked it home. I cleaned my wounds and dressed them, as well as cleaning my clothes immediately in the washing machine. I hid my wounds from my parents and when they asked about the cuts on my face I told them I cut myself while shaving. They didn’t question it. To this day I have no idea what attacked me on the wolf river trail.
There’s only one thing I know. Whenever I go there now, it’s with friends and during the day. I just hope I’m the only person that’s had this kind of encounter. I don’t want to think about what this could have done to a jogger at night or some poor defenseless person