Madness in the Woods

Hey, y’all. I decided to post a bit more often as I have many stories to tell of the horror/spooky nature. I live in central Texas and there is a dark side to this seemingly safe and normal city of mine. It may not be historical, but there are ancient things that roam these woods. There are these… hot spots, if you will. One such place, also being possibly the most active, is a little railroad crossing about 10 minutes from my house. There is a river that runs underneath the old, aged bridge, and a trail on each side of the riverbank to go down to the river. The vegetation is thick and various in species, there is a small marshy area to the left of the bridge on the eastern bank, and on the western side there was a lot of graffiti on the walls and odd patches of dead or sparse grass.

The first occurrence was on my friend’s, lets call him Rick, birthday in 2011. Our good friends, Johnathan and Keith were over and after we ate at Cici’s pizza for dinner, we all wanted to go out and work some of it off. We decided to go and explore the tracks and maybe go down to the river. About 1/2 the way down the tracks to the bridge, we spotted a medium sized black dog sitting at the eastern trailhead, staring at us. We figured there must be someone down there fishing or swimming and brought their dog. As we approached, it walked down to the riverbank.

We approached the riverbank down the steep trail and realized there wasnt anyone there. We wondered which way the dog went, thinking maybe something had happened and we saw tracks headed south through the marshy area and into some rather thick and tall vegetation (elephant ears, buffalo grass, vines, trees, etc). Johnathan and I followed them rather swiftly while Rick and Keith took their time behind us. Eventually, the trail led to an opening. Now, the grass in the opening was much shorter than the rest and trees surrounded it wiith 3ft tall buffalo grass. The dog had gone through the southernmost side, and as we entered the clearing, 4 more came out of the treeline. We froze. The hair on our bodies standing on end, feeling trapped and in danger. Slowly, almost tauntingly, the first dog came out of the brush, and sat about 3ft away from us, just staring. The eyes looked black, not the usual dark brown or even blue eyes dogs have.

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