This story was told to me by my dad about a man he knew in the town he grew up at. Salamanca, Guanajuato. The man’s name is Adel. Adel was twenty one when this happened.
Adel was biking back home from a party a town over. Adel was on a bridge over a canal when he saw a woman I a white dress walking alongside the road. Adel was drunk by the way. When Adel got close enough to the woman he asked her, “why are you walking home this late at night?” When the woman turned her head to face Adel he saw something he would never forget.
The woman’s face was that of a horse. Adel sit his pants and was buzz killed out of terror. He immediately booked it not caring how tired he was or how fast he was going. He wanted to get as far away from her as possible. Adel had insomnia for a while and claimed to have felt eyes gazing at him through the windows. Adel is now forty. And he’s gotten over it. But still spooks him to this day.
I would have dismissed this as false if it weren’t for the fact that that wasn’t the first sighting of a humanoids in Salamanca. My dad says that the town we’re from looks peaceful at daylight but looks sinister during the night. That’s all I have. Love your stories! Keep up the good work!