1) mysterious lights in the creek bottom just west of us - which we investigated as possible deer poachers hunting illegally - but found no signs of trespassers - and a couple of times it seemed like the lights were directed at the side of the house 2) moving "dots" of light in the sky 3) dark orbs or figures floating above the trees4) unusual sounds which were very localized (sounded like they were being made by something at that spot) 5) on one occasion when we experienced the lights/sounds and went to investigate and were gone for at least 30-45 minutes upon returning our clocks in the house showed only a few minutes has elapsed6) on another occasion one member of the household described that as he walked through the house the light followed him from window to window and then back the opposite direction even though the blinds were all closed so there was no open windows to see him through.

I live in the University District of Seattle. Since 2016, I have witnessed paranormal words, numbers and images--primarily on surfaces in my home, on my body, and most spectacularly in the clouds. My kitchen backsplash especially functions like a continually-changing portal of some kind. With the right filter on my camera phone, the images went from a subliminal hint to outright visible proof. The spirit world is real, and I am seeing it to this day.

I was walking past this place with window display of hotdog related stuff. Hotdog t-shirt, vintage hotdog carrier, some printed out article about the oldest hotdog stand in Philly, hotdog posters. I love hotdogs so of course I stopped to look. The door and the curtain was closed and there was no open/close or a store hour sign. As a matter of fact, I couldn't even tell if it was a store. I thought it could've been a gallery but there was no sign indicating the name of the place. I'm standing close to the door taking pictures and of the displays and when I looked at the door again, the curtain was now half open and I could see a middle aged man sitting on a rolling chair wearing nothing but his boxers, watching me. I couldn't see his face because the curtain was only partially open and I got the hell out of there. Came home and searched the address but still can't find out anything about the place. Submitted by hotdog69

Elevator accidentally took me to the restricted sub-basement floor of the VA. They definitely have a demogorgon down there. I managed to get out alive.

My daughter, aged 29 at the time, and I work third shift in a neighboring city. We were headed to work on HWY 221 which had recently started becoming a four lane highway. All of the sudden what appeared to be a large square window without a frame or anything holding it in the air lit up the night sky. A dark figure was staring out of it. It was visible barely for a second and I thought I had imagined the thing and kept quite until a couple of minutes later when my daughter mentioned it. She had seen it too.

I have a medicine box on my shelf in my bedroom, and I'm very careful to keep it tucked all the way to the back of the wall so it doesn't fall over. However last night my roommate and I were talking about ghosts and spirits and the box just...fell off the shelf? All the way from the back, and it honestly it got sooooo cold in there even though we had turned off the air con off hours ago.

I live right near the Last Chance Range, near Shadow Mountain. Weird, spooky stuff happens around the range all the time, but the most memorable experience for me was the time when I woke up very thirsty in the middle of the night, around 2am. As I went into my kitchen, I could see through my windows that it was unusually bright out....

This is just something a little weird that happened to me at the airport. So i was waiting by the gate for them to start boarding us, at around 11 am they made the call saying that they were ready for us to start boarding, the usual, first people with need of help or with small children etc, since i am in zone 3 i figure i'll go take a piss in the washroom just in front of the gate, i don't even take 4 minutes to do my business and come out expecting people to start lining up, as i approach the gate i see absolutely no one waiting in line....

Back in the early 80's a month or so after my grandma passed I was woke up in the middle of the night by a smoke being that “felt” like her. It disappeared when I try to hug “her”.

I clocked out at work (actual time stamped card) and drove home. This drive was 45 min to 60 min depending on traffic. This day I got home saw the clock on the stove and got a very sick feeling to my stomach. I asked my adult daughter “what time is it”? She said the same time as on the stove clock. I paced around for a good hour freaking out. I should not have been there, it was only about 10 min since I left my work. No way physically could you get from one point to the other in less then 45 min

Wanting to finish the book I was reading, I stayed up until about 12:30am, placing the book on the night-table beside me. When we awoke the next morning to pack up for our drive to Memphis, I noticed the book was missing from where it sat not six hours prior. My partner and I turned the room upside down looking for it. It had not slipped behind the bed, under the bed, or gotten lost in the bedsheets. It had simply vanished....

As we were coming back west bound Hwy 50 we just emerged from the cave rock tunnel and my wife made a comment "whats that?" looking towards the lake which was maybe 100' away, out about approx 50 yards was a shiny black cylindrical thing that was maybe 40' long it came out of the water in a sort of long twist and then emerged and then out again, no head or tail visible....

About 21:00 pm, me and a friend see a strange formation of 3 flying Bright lights making a triangle, not so far of us(aprox. size of a car, 20 meters of distance ). This during for a few seconds and faster go away, disappear on sky. After we see this lights, we notice a 10 minute of time lost. We still remember this day.

I was looking up the above address in google maps on street view and I noticed in the sky what appeared to be the same floating object as the one in the Packard Sawmill "Boob" (https://liminal.earth/stories/packard-sawmill-boob/), with both being timestamped in Aug 2008. Seems to be weird for just a coincidence.

Jersey Devil (a.k.a. the Leeds Devil) is a legendary creature said to inhabit the Pine Barrens of Southern New Jersey. The creature is often described as a flying biped with hooves, but there are many variations. The common description is that of a kangaroo-like or wyvern-like creature with a goat- or horse-like head, leathery bat-like wings, horns, small arms with clawed hands, cloven hooves and a forked tail. It has been reported to move quickly and is often described as emitting a high-pitched "blood-curdling scream."

As I was on the computer, I could hear the sound of rain starting to heavily fall outside. I got up from my chair and walked out to the hallway to look outside the hallway window. As I was looking outside, I could sense something by my right shoulder and a young male voice whispered “Turn off the light.” I can tell you I froze because no one was there. I have lived in this house since 1968 and about 30 years ago, there were some strange things going on – sounds of boots walking up the stairs when no one was there,. The smell of pipe tobacco when no one was in the room and a couple of appearances of a young boy. After the house was remodeled the strange occurrences stopped……… until last night. I can tell you that I slept with the lights on in my bedroom and I still get chills today just thinking about it.

Per submitter, "Legends of this region go back to times before Europeans settled here." This place has it all: UFOs, black helicopters, cattle mutilation, thunderbirds, cryptids, people experiencing missing time, giant snakes, ghosts, a troublesome being called Pukwudgie that matches a lot of European fairy lore. Beginning in the late 1980's, Freetown cops were alerted when locals were finding mutilated animals in the forests of the triangle. Reports say that they were killed in a "ritualistic" manner which honestly can mean anything at that point. This was happening in the middle of the Satanic Panic. Regardless, it was a LOT of dead animals ranging from the small (cats) to the large (cows). And this kept happening into the 90's. The perpetrators were never identified and locals assumed that a violent cult was at work in the area. In 2015, the Triangle upped the ante. Mutilated human bodies were found in the same forest in 2015. The corpses of two women were found stacked, both were missing body parts. The killer is still at large. There were mass UFO sightings in the 1970's. The classic triangle-shaped craft was spotted by locals in 1972 and there are even reports of crafts spotted as far as back as the mid-1700's. There are reports of a ghost trucker, a ghost hitchhikers, both which menace drivers on the roads in the Triangle at night. People have disappeared without a trace in the forest, there's a lake monster, Bigfoot sightings, giant birds. There's Dighton Rock, which has petroglyph carvings all over that no one can identify. The center of the activity seems to center on Hockamock swamp, which means Place of Spirits to the Wampanoag people, but three towns compose the points of a triangle where all sorts of crazy, weird, and sometimes menacing. The towns are Abington, Freetown, and Rehoboth.

I ducked into the phone booth in front of the CU Building on 14th Street during a thunderstorm, and I found a CASSETTE TAPE!!!! The tape was in a paper sleeve that said, in big black letters: DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS TAPE This had to have been left by time travelers, because: 1. Phone booth, always known to be a time traveler hot spot 2. A cassette tape? This was in like 2007, so it had to have either been from the past, or from the future when cassettes got retro-cool again. What was on the tape? I have no idea, I was not about to risk whatever sort of mummy-style curse that might come about from disobeying VERY CLEAR instructions. So I kept it with my other tapes for save keeping. I eventually had it in a storage unit. Now this is where it gets weird: all of my tapes vanished from the storage unit. Totally disappeared. I’m guessing someone came to retrieve the tape, and just took them all to make sure they got the right one.

When I was a Girl Scout in the early 2000's my parents sent me to camp at Silver Bay YMCA camp. I went with girls from my troop and when we arrived we found out the camp was run out of an old Victorian building called "Paine Hall." It was very spooky looking but we didn't really pay any mind. We had unsuccessfully fought for a spot in the big master bedroom with a private bathroom but lost out to another group of girls. We were lucky lol. After the first night the girls who slept in the room under the master room confronted the group of girls sleeping in it for making noise and rocking the chair all night, the girls upstairs claimed they had all been asleep. Later that afternoon my friends and I were in the library in the hotel on the grounds, we found a book about ghosts in the adirondacks (I googled it i believe it was Haunted Warren COunty by David Pitkin) we open the book and skim through and come across a section on Paine Hall at Silver Bay. Needless to say we FREAKED, told everyone to the point that the camp library pulled the book from the shelves for the remainder of our camp session so we couldnt freak ourselves out more. Here's the weird thing though. None of the camp counselors tried to tell us it was fake, at all. They just told us not to worry about it and that they'd explain more at the end of the session but didn't want to frighten some of the younger and more timid girls. In the remainder of the week I went to the bathroom and brought my friend (as we were now in a veritably haunted mansion lol) as I went to wash my hands we heard one of the girls from upstairs come down, there was a big staircase at the entrance of the bathroom downstairs, you could distinctly here the footsteps come down so clearly my friend Hannah literally said "whos coming down here so late" but then we heard the footsteps get to the bottom of the stairs, right in front of us. No one was there. At all. We RAN back to our room. The girls in the master room eventually asked to use another room as when they'd shower the faucet would turn on then the shower would turn off when they left to turn of the sink (and so on back and forth) on top of the noises they kept hearing and their downstairs neighbors. The counselors who took over the room admitted at the end of the session the same thing happened to them too. We convinced the counselors to let us into the spooky cellar on the last day, my friend had a camera and took a bunch of pictures, when we came outside we found a photo with a distinct face in the corner, when we went to turn the camera on and show it to another group of girls that photo was gone. Totally gone, all the other photos still there. Which I'd be more inclined to believe we had been mistaken if not for when the counselors told their stories before we left... they showed us a photo (I'd love to track down the former director of the program as she likely would still have the physical copy she showed us) apparently one night they had been trying to convince one of the other counselors who hadn't experienced anything yet the house was haunted, they showed us a photo where you can see their reflection in the window of the rotunda standing behind a guardrail where the floor is raised (if you google a photo of Paine Hall you can see photos for reference) nothing there. Then they showed us the second photo. I'll start by saying the woman claims she printed it out immediately upon seeing it and its good luck she did, as that photo ALSO went missing once she reopened it later. Since she printed it we were able to see what is clearly a large black person shaped mass IN FRONT of the window and their reflections. Also the camp director said she awoke in the middle of the night to the feeling of her dog on sitting on her feet, when she realized she was not home, she was at camp, with no dog and no one in the room but she could feel some one sitting on her bed. She slept upstairs with the teenage counselors she was so spooked. I'm sure there's tons of more stories from our session I just don't know. It was one of the greatest and scariest experiences of my life. I've read other peoples similar experiences online and I wonder if I had been in the same camp session as them.

A door in a tree, didn't try and open it or knock, the resident probably gets enough humans bothering them. It could also be a portal.

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Por volta das 7:32 am, saindo do trabalho para casa, peguei o ônibus que ao se deslocar por um 600mts, percebi de canto de olho um objeto que pairava a uns 70mts de altura; de formato oval e de cor branca com uma haste amarela na parte de cima, que lembrava uma antena. Fiquei observando por uns 25 segundos, até o ônibus virar na rotunda e lá já não havia mais nada. [Translation by Google Translate: At about 7:32 am, leaving work from home, I took the bus that when traveling for a 600mts, I noticed from an eye an object that hovered about 70mts in height; It was oval in shape and white in color with a yellow rod on top that resembled an antenna. I watched for about 25 seconds until the bus turned at the roundabout and there was nothing left.]

Classic UFO sighting (metallic and round / colorful lights in the night). Objects stay put in the air for many minutes and disappear suddenly. Single or multiple objects at once.

Varias luzes coloridas e brilhantes no céu noturno muito fortes, tão fortes e brilhantes que acordou toda a vila assustando e ao mesmo tempo encantando ( pelo menos a mim que era criança na época) a todos que mesmo estando muito tarde a noite virou dia de tão claro que ficou, e elas mudavam de cor cintilando entre azul, vermelho, amarelo, branca… Me lembro de ter ficado por muito tempo olhando da porta de casa com meu pais e irmãos simplesmente fascinados com todas aquelas cores, brilhos e a forma como aquelas bolas dançavam no céu. Tambem me lembro de olhar para as casas dos meu vizinhos e ver todos espantados na porta apontando para o céu. Foi um acontecimento simplesmente fascinante. [Translation by Google Translate: Several bright and colorful lights in the night sky so bright, so bright and so bright that it woke up the whole village startling and at the same time enchanting (at least to me who was a child at the time) to all that even though it was very late at night of course it was, and they changed color gleaming between blue, red, yellow, white … I remember spending a long time looking out the door with my parents and siblings simply fascinated by all those colors, sparkles and the way those balls danced in the sky. I also remember looking at my neighbors’ houses and seeing everyone amazed at the door pointing to the sky. It was a simply fascinating event.]

Por volta do meio dia (acho que de uma segunda feira ) o céu estava limpo sem nenhuma nuvem e o sol estava muito forte, eu estava na rua brincando com outra crianças minha mãe estava sentada em baixo de um dendêzeiro conversando com outras pessoas todos distraídos descansando depois do almoço. Foi quando do nada um grande estrondo no céu que estremeceu a terra e durou algo em torno de 2 a 3 segundos mas muito forte( lembro-me de ver as pessoas se abaicharem com as mãos nos ouvidos e dos gritos de pânico das mulheres que estavam ali, pessoas correram sem rumo, se jogaram no chão. Pois realmente tudo estremeceu, galhos de arvores foram quebrados sem explicação. Em seguida um grande clarão como um raio X ofuscou todo mundo assim como o estrondo anterior essa luz ficou no ar por uns 2 segundos, tão forte que eu olhei pras pessoas e ví os ossos como em um raio X foi quando eu tampei os olhos com as mãos e ouvi minha mãe me chamar com uma voz de desespero. Depois disso tudo ficou calmo mas as pessoas se perguntavam o que teria acontecido, não havia nuvens no céu o que descartou raios e trovões além da duração e potência de cada evento. [Translation from Google Translate: Around noon (I think from a monday) the sky was clear with no cloud and the sun was very strong, I was on the street playing with other children my mother was sitting under a palm tree talking to other people all distracted Resting after lunch. It was when out of nowhere a great crash in the sky that shook the earth and lasted for about 2 to 3 seconds but very loud (I remember watching people bump their hands to their ears and the panic screams of the women who were there people ran aimlessly, threw themselves to the ground, for everything really shuddered, tree branches were broken without explanation. Then a big flash like an x-ray dazzled everyone just as the previous crash that light stayed in the air for about 2 seconds, so strong that I looked at people and saw the bones as in an x-ray was when I covered my eyes with hands and I heard my mother call me with a voice of despair. After that everything was calm but people wondered what would have happened, there were no clouds in the sky which discarded lightning and thunder beyond the duration and power of each event.]

Driving along GA Hwy 49 one afternoon in 2014, I saw a black sphere high up in the sky. I first thought that it was a balloon, but it remained stationary, and was fairly large since I could see it clearly even though it was so high up. I kept glancing at it while driving along, and when I finally managed to get my phone set up for camera and took a photo, it had completely disappeared.

Between 11:00 pm -12:00pm i was leaning against door frame smoking a cigarette in my studio apt. (Former garage) when from the corner of my eye movement in the sky caught my attention as i looked up in that direction i seen a V shaped craft silently glide directly over head no more than 300 ' above blocking out stars as it past it had no lights no sound it was blacker than the night sky i could only make out the outline V shape one wing seemed to be about 2 highschool buses side by side wide and 2 buses bumper to bumper in length so a total of 4 buses for one wing so take 8 buses parked in a V shape and thats how big it appeared.

For the summer solstice, a friend invited us along for her midsummer ritual of swimming in the fairy pools above Lithia park. After a carefree day my roommate and I returned home just before twilight. From our balcony, we both watched a small floating object that moved steadily from east to west across the apartment's parking lot, passing ten or twelve feet from us. It slowly tumbled and changed shape as it floated by. Pink and luminous—was it just catching the light of the setting sun? It seemed like a cobweb or a cloud, but not clearly enough to say for certain what it was.

I was gazing out of a window in my home with my sibling when something caught our eye. Directly in our line of sight was a UFO. A classic flying saucer. It had a rotating light that quickly orbited the craft twice, before it glided away (as if on an invisible surface or following a hidden path). Its manoeuvres were incredibly fast and strange but precise and seemingly effortless. It was gone in an instant. Whole thing must have lasted less than 10 seconds.

At about 8.15am I was headed westbound on Highway 84, out of Livermore and toward Sunol. Traffic was slow, so I took some time to scan the sky and saw (roughly 40 degrees to my left and easily 50 to 60 degrees inclination) a small white ovoid object traveling roughly north to south. It kept a steady speed and steady heading. At first, I dismissed it as an aircraft at a great altitude and at an angle that obscured the wings. And, being the Bay Area, it's possible it could be a conventional aircraft.However, if it was the size of a conventional aircraft, it would have to have been exceptionally high. It honestly looked like a tic-tac. And if it was reflecting the rising sun, it was doing so in a very consistent manner. There was no glare or flash from the sun directed at me from the object. It was clear and there was no blur from motion. There was no sign of a contrail either. Other identifiable conventional jets I observed that day had short contrails.

Gray trapezoid about 30 ft wide with black markings hovering about 30 ft in air no lights moved west to east like it was on a rail at about 10 mph then it was just gone... Disappeared.

I'm not a big believer, but my sister wanted to check out the St. James after she saw it on frickin Ghost Adventures. I went along with her and a group of amateur “ghost hunters” because it was her birthday.I started feeling really uneasy as we went up the stairs to our room. Out of breath and nervous, but I chalked it up to the 4-hour car ride and too much caffeine.The feeling persisted, and one friend in our group mentioned feeling the same way. Eventually I ate dinner, had a couple drinks and relaxed into our “ghost hunt.” (The food at the St James is quite good, btw.)The night security guard gave us the keys to the abandoned county jail just up the street. (!!!) A group of us trekked up the road in the dark as it began to snow lightly. The jail was just a small stone hut with perhaps 8 cells lined up down a short hall. It looked about like you'd expect. Pitch dark, silent, spiderwebs everywhere.We went into a cell with the other ghost hunters and the leader asked us to close the door and just be silent for a few. I sat down on a metal bench in the cell to make room for everyone.As we sat there, I began to feel a creeping sadness. I kind of just ignored it ... but then I really started to feel it. It was just an awful, pure sadness. No anger, no anxiety, just a horrible “I miss my mom” kind of sadness.I started to cry. I realized how crazy I would look - and that it would send the ghost hunt people into a frenzy- so I kept silent and tried not to sob. After maybe 10 minutes in the cell with people occasionally asking questions to, uh, whatever and looking at their lil electromagnetic thingies, we went to another cell.I didn't say anything about it to anyone, not even my sister. We finally went back to the hotel. I was quite shaken up. It started snowing harder as we walked.I didn't mention it to anyone until we got home the next day. I still don't know what to make of it.

Wife and I was finishing our routine walk in the park and along edge of the trail approximately 25ft away from where we stood was a deer that was larger than any deer I have ever seen. I thought it was unusual because it was a white tail deer whose head was about 7 ft tail. Taller than any horse I have seen. It was very calm and did not seem to mind our presence but I felt fearful and clapped my hands to shoo it away. I researched out of curiosity and found out white tail deer are a lot shorter than 7 ft. Park rangers thought it might have been a genetic mutation. I've also seen ufos in that park and there is a legend that a ghost child also haunts that park and can sometimes be heard crying, I will never forget it either of my sighting.

Approximately back in 1998 while doing some local fishing in a man made pond we discovered a huge imprint in a muddied part of the terrain. It was a huge footprint pressed deep in the slightly hilly area. I came back twos later with some casting material and poured it into the impression. It was a lone print because the terrain very very rocky and dense. Having poured the material and after hardening I discovered I had some strange 3 toed foot print casted forever in plaster of paris. There is one very large big toe and two other pointed toes. I had watched the Patterson-Gimlin video and believed it to be some form of bigfoot being that the foot was 16 1/2" long and 6 1/2" wide. I then contacted a "Bigfoot organization who informed me that about 100 miles away there had been numerous sightings over the years and recordings of a strange creature screaming at night, It was not until 10 years later that we purchased a 3 acre property and for at least two years, when I walked outside at night I could feel like I was being watched. One night or early morning while it was still dark I heard the weirdest crying out back in the woods. It was not until two years later I realized it had been the birth of a baby bigfoot crying out. It was during this period of time I felt that who was watching me must have been a Sasquatch and proceeded to leave out food that was gone everyday when i checked the next morning. I had wired it up in a tree well beyond the reach of any know animal in my area which I knew had bears. Whatever I hug up on this tree was always gone by the next morning and feel it is definitely Bigfoot of which I have photographs of their foot prints in the snow. The foot print I casted was in Pocono Summit but the property we purchased was about 10 miles south as the crow flies.

Picked my mom up from the bowling alley. We were driving down this road and I had recently been watching UFO videos so I had the habit of always looking up. I noticed this bright orange orb that seemed close but was also floating up and down and moving in odd directions. Pointed it out to my mom and she said it was a helicopter. We pulled over and rolled down the windows but there was no noise. The orb kept moving like it did then it started moving about 3 times quicker away from us towards the local airport. Glad my mom was with me because now she totally believes. My mom also took a picture but shes never been good with cameras and this phone she had for over a year still had its plastic film over the camera so the picture didnt look like the real thing...thanks mom.

A Crow walked across the crosswalk.

In the spring of 2001 when I was traveling with family in Italy, I had an experience with what I thought was a spirit/ghost. We were staying in an old hotel in Venice and I had just lied down to go to sleep and after pulling the covers over myself I felt a cold breeze on my cheek and she whispered my name in my ear. It was like breath on my face and it was ice cold. I froze I was so scared. It was dark and I did not see anything, but I most definitely felt a breeze and heard the voice. I have not had any similar experiences since, but I'll never forget it.

In the Cathedral of Braunschweig you can find a really strong power place straight in front of the adyton; it is even marked as a circular pattern in the floor tiles.

My friend and I were up in Hannibal, MO interviewing woman for our paranormal podcast. We were told that the Old Baptist Cemetery in that town was EXTREMELY active. Naturally, we decided to explore it with dowsing rods after the interview. This was at about 9:00 at night in mid December. The wind was blowing with tremendous force. As we started walking, the rods started pointing against the wind. No matter what direction we turned, they kept pointing up to a hill top in the cemetery. My friend started to get scared, but we kept going. I told her once we got to the top of the hill, we'd go back to the car and leave. As we got to the top, we saw a large spire grave stone that had fallen on its side. The rods pointed us to the stone. The wind was gusting EXTREMELY hard at this point. My friend shined her flashlight on the stone...and it had her name on it.

We had paranormal activity at this house that started within a week of moving in. The garage door opened in the early morning hours which would wake us up. Then our dog would stand at the end of our bed and bark viciously at nothing. I had occurrences of being pinched on my leg while laying in bed, could feel an entity watching me, the door slamming closed, the window slamming closed, being held down in my bed, my husband being scratched in the middle of the night, my husband was punched on his back in the middle of the night, my son stated that his toys were being moved in his room, and many people reported seeing a shadow man throughout the house. We felt 2 entities. An old man that frequently sat in the formal living room, and a dark malevolent entity that tormented everyone (especially the master bedroom) I didn't sleep well, and when I did I had nightmares about spirit encounters. I had a premonition that I thought was about a car accident involving my husband, but was actually myself. I am friends with Kiki, and she came to the house and felt that the land was haunted. We saged a lot and placed salt and quartz stones on the property. The activity decreased, but I was ecstatic to move out.

Ghost looked a little like Amy Winehouse

I am only submitting this statement of a suspected UFO (multiple) activity off in the distance in the skys where I consider over the Gulf of Mexico. I saw this activity while sitting on my rear porch at about 9 / 10 pm. I live on a 40 acre plot with my house in the middle of a field with wood and bayou on the so. side of my property. There is a small town (Kaplan, La.) about 8 miles south toward the gulf. The gulf is about 25 miles south to the gulf. Very little light is cast on the night from Kaplan...….I saw a group of appeared to be 8 to 10 very fast moving lighted moble vehicles in a fairly tight battle with each other chasing and maneuvering away and toward each other. It was visibly hard to tell if there were munitions or other weaponry used. They were very fast in their maneuvering in circular loop type retaliation or aggressiveness toward each other. It was a cool night for a change here in so. la. so just watched the show for a while and then asked my wife to come, you have got to see this. We watched for another about 5 minutes then they dispersed quickly and disappeared......I do regret not noting the date and exact time . I don't think I ever mentioned it to any one because their reply would have been, "Yeah right" I have been bothered by seeing this and looked for anything in the media about. I never saw or heard anything. I am now only putting this out to your site because the U.S. Navy has recently declared some sightings by some pilots have beeny truly delared UFO s. The objects we saw did not look like the big oblong figures I saw put out on recent TV news. What we swa appeared to be deep in space but if we could see that with the naked eye it coud not have been very deep. I am a semi-retired oilfield equipment merchant and my wife is a (33 yr.) retired school teacher. I had no way to get pics....at night.

When I was little my friends and I went through a small phase of exploring a little area in the forest that was hidden from the path and perfect for skipping stones on the river. One day we were there, we weren't doing anything different from normal, talking, joking, skipping stones, so on, when all of a sudden all of us started growing increasingly paranoid and anxious. It got to a point where I didn't want to have my back to the forest, so I let them continue skipping stones and instead chose to sit on a nearby log and act as look out. A few minutes passed and the feeling didn't go away, in fact the temperature started to change, and we all started getting colder. One of the boys joined me as look out, and noticed a strange figure in the woods, I was able to catch a glimpse, and noticed that the figure was very blurry and was more of a silhouette then an actual person. This was when we all heard a loud SNAP from in front of us in the woods, and turned to see an equally shadowy figure in the shape of a large dog. The figures were both too close for it have to been distance making them blurry and the time of day was wrong for them to have been silhouetted. My friends and I all ran as fast as we could out of there, and heard a dog barking after us. To this day I've never returned.

I used to attend Camp Celtic as a child in their summer camp program, and later attended as an LIT (Leader In Training). I'm a transgender man (assigned female at birth) and when I was little I remember hearing from some other campers from the girl's cabins that one of such cabins is haunted, at least two girls said they woke up and saw another girl not from their cabin standing facing the wall, one of them asked if she was ok, to which the girl turned around, faced her, and disappeared. None of the male staff believed them, but they were all freaked out. They ended up making a rhyme about it for their roll call, and i think one of the girls ended up sleeping in our cabin for a night because she couldn't sleep after. My family moved away a year or two later, and it wasn't until about 7 or 8 years that I would be able to return as an LIT. I had almost completely forgotten about that incident until during my week there again, the same exact thing happened. I was able to confirm to my friends and cabin mates that the cabin is in fact haunted, and found out that the entire female staff all already believed it because they had had so many sightings over the years. They even kept the rhyme! That week for the last night the entire cabin decided to camp out in the soccer field, and instead convinced one of the boy's cabins to stay in there instead, I don't remember for sure if the boys had changed their minds about the ghost after, but I'm pretty sure at least one of them saw her.

Moro em frente a um parque ecológico com cerca de 100 metros quadrados, por vezes neste ano, eu e outros dois amigos ouvimos barulhos, não o habitual pois sempre entramos mata dentro e os animais locais são só aves, todos os dias, quando saio a noite, podemos ouvir barulhos pesados dentro da mata ( cogitamos ser uma pessoa, mas a coisa se meche muito rápido onde não há trilhas, por vezes subindo em arvores e etc). após sairmos um dia eu e outros amigos as 2 da manha, fomos seguidos de dentro e a coisa acabou parando rente a frente da minha casa, e desde então os barulhos ficam mais proximos. O que foi avistado até agora foram: galhos e arvores balançando, grunhidos na madrugada, sons de algo comendo carne e quebrando ossos com um forte cheiro de podre, e um braço fino, longo e cinza segurando uma árvore. (descarta-se ser um animal pequeno pois o peso dos passos sugere algo maior, e o barulho entre uma passada e outra é demorado diferente a um cachorro ou gambá, e descarta-se uma pessoa pois se locomove muito rápido a noite em mata fechada, por vezes balançando em árvores.) (Translation via Google Translate: I live in front of an ecological park with about 100 square meters, sometimes this year, me and two other friends hear noises, not usual because we always go inside kills and the local animals are just birds every day when I go out At night we can hear heavy noises inside the woods (we are thinking of being a person, but the thing moves very fast where there are no trails, sometimes climbing trees and etc). After leaving one day with me and other friends at 2 am, we were followed from inside and the thing ended up stopping right in front of my house, and since then the noises get closer. What has been seen so far are: twigs and swaying trees, grunts at dawn, sounds of something eating meat and breaking bones with a strong rotten smell, and a thin, long gray arm holding a tree. (discards being a small animal because the weight of the footsteps suggests something bigger, and the noise between strides takes a different time than a dog or skunk, and discards a person because it moves so fast at night in closed woods sometimes swinging on trees.))

My partner’s mom called us shortly after this event because she was so spooked. (We’re pretty sure she wouldn’t mind us sharing as she’s very open about her potential psychic abilities.) Here’s what went down: according to my partner’s mom, this night, she was overcome by the urge to text her boss to ask how her boss was. In an almost fugue state, she sent a text to her boss asking, “Are you okay?” The boss responded that their father-in-law had passed away just a few minutes before mom’s text came through. They were both v shocked by mom’s premonition that her boss might be needing support at that exact moment. That’s all that happened, but we thought it was pretty preternatural!

The "Shop Ecclectic" moved into an older historic building in Marion, NC as a means to support a local paranormal team, but they had no idea the place had such a weird history. While it is owned by a paranormal team, the first time I went to an event being held here (The event was a talk about past lives and stuff), my husband kept feeling very dizzy in one of the shop rooms. He kept turning around and looking and at one point yelled "quit touching me" and turned to see no-one there. Later, we talked to the shop owner, who said the place was an old doctor's office and the extension to a boarding home at one point. The owner said she didn't notice anything the first couple months the shop was opened, but soon her daughter and a shop employee kept talking about a shadowy woman that stood in the corner in one of the rooms. This shadowy woman is the same person my husband kept thinking he saw. She's dressed in period clothing from the late 1800's/early 1900's and is a large woman. Since we live in such a rural area, we made friends with the shop owner and asked if we could rent an office from her since her internet speeds are reliable. Staying after-hours at this place is creepy. We'll be recording our podcast or working in the back office and it sounds like someone's ripping the front door of the store open. I'll rip my headphones off and run to the front only to find nothing disturbed. We'll be working very late at night when all the other businesses don't have any employees in the building (all shops in this building close at 6pm) and we'll hear children's footsteps running down hallways. I'll come into the shop and work in my office for only a couple of hours and it feels like I've worked ALL DAY. I feel drained and fatigued. We've had people tell us that the shop makes them feel uneasy or sick. A lot like my husband felt the first night. Sometimes the shop owner opens the shop and finds all the doors in the back offices open.

Mystery Dirt Meteorite. A seven inch cube of compacted dirt appeared in my back yard today, with no explanation as to where it came from. There's no evidence of it being thrown over the rather high fence into our yard from next door. No evidence of anyone entering our gated back yard. There doesn't seem to be any sign of impact, so however it got there, it didn't drop far. Some pieces have broken off and are strewn a half foot or so to one side. Also, the dirt cube seems split, as if it were slabs, or perhaps the cube split sideways on impact? The dirt seems to be potting soil, and there looks to be thin roots all through it. It was raining most of the day today, but the dirt meteorite is partly dry in places. I realize this isn't on par with Mothman or anything, but, seriously: wtACTUALf?? See the amazing video... https://www.facebook.com/claxton.kent/videos/1310095052486076/

In summer I went on a visit to the old American Airbase in Upper Heyford. It was designed to be a launch site for air-craft delivered nuclear weapons, and we even got to see where they used to store the payload. The nearest structure to the payload pen was Whiskey 13, an observation post with a haunted past. Our guide told us, after some persuading from his wife, the story of a rookie stationed at the perimeter of the base, in W-13. A young woman from the local village, riding a white horse, came up to the squat tower. From her elevated position on the horse she started to talk with him. The were friendly to each other, and when the Airman mentioned some upcoming leave she invited him to tea with her family.The day came, and he went down the lane to their farmhouse. An older woman answered the door, who bore a resemblance to the rider. when the airman asked after the girl he learnt that this was the girls mother. The girls ageing mother stated that she had died falling from her horse two years earlier. He returned to his post the next night, and with his last check-in he claimed he saw her again. She was coming to him. After he failed to respond to his next scheduled check, a unit was sent out. They found him dead. A slightly less supernatural telling of the story says that there was no woman or horse. There was, however, a young American far away from home. In truth he did die at his post, but it was by his own hand and his own rifle. In either case, the security guards who kept an eye on the site after the Americans left in 1993, have reported glitches in the old analogue telephones. Nocturnal animals and decay sometimes caused faults. The light on the incoming line from Whiskey 13 sometimes flickers, but nobody dares pick up.

This is a story I share frequently, since it put me onto a path of being very interested in faeries, cryptids, and the supernatural in general. In middle school and high school I started to become increasingly interested in paganism, witchcraft, mythology, and magic. I started to read books on the subjects, and discovered faerie folklore. I lived in a rural area of the town I grew up in, just down the road from acres of forest and orchards. I honestly think there is a curious feeling to the wooded areas of Connecticut, but this area in particular has always felt a little different to me, kind of like the woods watch you back. As it was summer break, I was enjoying adventures hiking through the woods, diving into swimming holes, or getting into trouble with my friends. I was also reading a lot and particularly intrigued by stories nature spirits and faeries. Having read that it was respectful to leave them gifts of honey and cream, I decided to them them gifts around our house and yard. I left small dishes of honey, cream, and cake in our backyard as an offering to the land, perhaps hoping that if there was any truth to the tales, that faeries would reveal themselves or at the very least decide to spend a little time at our humble home. One night they let me know they were there. It was a warm July night, and I had my window open to let the cool breeze circulate my room. I recall sleeping well but then being suddenly stirred out of slumber by the most peculiar feeling: something was tickling my feet. I could feel small fingers on the soles of my feet and ankles. I simply shifted my body in response to this, kicking my feet in an attempt to make it stop. I also grumbled. When this happened I heard giggling! I couldn't believe it. It was a chorus of tiny, sweet, and innocent laughter. The sound is recorded clearly in my mind - even after all this time it doesn't leave me. This got my attention and I shot up in bed, only to find myself alone, with only the sound of the insects chirping outside my window. Even though I do share the story often, I sometimes still feel a little silly or embarrassed to do so, since it is so out of the ordinary. But I suppose it is interesting that it would occur after I decided to show my respect and interest in the Fae. I also enjoy that this encounter happened in rural Connecticut, a place that perhaps would not top the list people would associate with faeries. I think Connecticut has many secrets and places where one could suggest that the "veil is thin." Perhaps on this evening, in between wake and sleep, I just was able to wander into some Otherworldly experience.

I am not sure if anyone else has experienced this in Nashville, but every now and then I will notice an uneasy and heavy feeling on certain nights, like something large looms in the sky overhead. I remember one night in February when this happened - it was about 9:30 or 10 at night and I was out in my front yard with my dog. The darkness of the night was unordinary - there were no stars in the sky and it the sky had more of a dark grey color than black. I had this uneasy feeling that something was watching me and my dog, and though I couldn't tell where I was being observed from, it felt very much like there were eyes on us. It was dead quiet, no cars passed through our neighborhood, no dogs barked from nearby yards, and no planes flew overhead. My dog even picked up on this uncomfortable and odd feeling - she was quick to turn around and go back indoors. It felt so peculiar I asked my boyfriend to come outside and observe it - and he agreed, observing that it felt like "we were in a contained space, with a ceiling above us."

Between 1994 and 1996, every dream I had in my old family home was finished with a coda where I phased from the wall above the chimney breast of the bricked up fireplace in my bedroom. I was levitated six feet above the floor, on able to move my head. After a sharp right angle I would be released and dropped above my bed. The reality of the experience was often proven as I would find myself lying on top of a made bed, rather than under the duvet where I had been when I fell asleep.

I was walking around at night after a day of feeling lonely and blue. I crossed the Gilman playground as I’ve done thousands of times before. When I was passing the tennis court, a sudden, very strong smell of tobacco surprised me, since I thought the park was empty. It smelled like someone was literally blowing smoke directly at my face. I looked around, very confused, and could see nobody: not in the baseball field, dug out, tennis court, etc. I was about to continue walking when I heard a noise behind me, when I turned around, I could clearly see the figure of a person, but it was made out of smoke. It was like somehow the smoke of cigarettes had gravitated to that one place in the air and stayed there, making a ghost visible. It didn’t have a face or anything, but it felt like that thing was staring at me and I couldn’t help but stare back. It felt like an eternity, but when it disappeared I check the time and it had been like two minutes. Pretty spooky.

A third-century temple to the secret god Mithras lies under the headquarters of Bloomberg L.P. At the altar of every Mithraeum is a frieze of Mithras letting the blood from the neck of captured bull. He is one of three blood letters, with a snake and a dog taking another third each. In 1996 Bloomberg acquired a 30% share in Merrill Lynch, whose corporate logo is a bull....

I lived in this house in 2009 and ran a small daycare. I fixed the place up and while my daughter was helping me paint she heard a little girls voice. She didn't tell me until years after when I told her the story of what happened to me in the "Riverside house." My story is that a young child's voice (a girl) would wake me in the night and ask me to play. I would respond out loud, awake, to this voice. I would say "tomorrow you can play with me ,and the kids, ok?" She would say ok. She never seemed angry, just sad. Many people have stories about the ghost in this house and the different ways they were contacted. Some people she didn't like.

I was living with two roommates in an apartment in the Galloway Building, above a store on Terminal Ave (The Old Island Highway). With its claw-foot bathtubs, wooden floors, and high ceilings, best estimates are that it's a 1920s building in the Heritage Registry. One night, I woke up suddenly. I had no idea why. I noticed a green cloud hovering above me near the ceiling. It seemed to be emitting some sort of light, because I could see its colour in the dark. As a child, I'd seen a green cloud-like presence in Prince Albert, Saskatchewan as well. The first time I remember seeing it, it looked as if it was beginning to form into the shape of a person. I ran away, terrified. Over the years, I would sometimes wake up to see it floating above my bed. I became less afraid of it over time as it would vanish as I woke up. I began to believe it was some kind of sleep hallucination. Even though I had other experiences over the years, I was leaning towards being more skeptical at this time. I don’t think I'd seen the green cloud in a while, as I remember being entranced by it, but still not taking it very seriously. I slowly realized that my girlfriend at the time—who had been sleeping beside me—had also woken up. She seemed distressed, like she had had a nightmare. I asked her what was wrong. “Don’t you see that green cloud?” she said. A shiver ran up and down my spine as I looked at the apparition. It hovered for several long moments before fading away, possibly moving through the wall. I’m sure I had never mentioned the cloud to her before. Her having identified it as green was especially surprising. I doubted we could both see the same thing if it was a sleep hallucination. I never saw the green cloud again. I recently wrote and published a collection of ghost stories called The Haunting of Vancouver Island and shared this story in the introduction. I now call myself a Skeptical believer. I know people have these experiences because I have. But just don't trust those who claim to know what they are. I sometimes wonder what the cloud’s intention was. Did it just want to be acknowledged as being real? Maybe that’s why I never saw it again. Or was it a separate entity—coincidentally green—attached to the old Galloway Building? I'll probably never know.

Segundo relatos da mídia, O Caso Varginha, como ficou conhecida a história de uma criatura que foi avistada por três mulheres de 14 a 21 anos: as irmãs Liliane e Valquíria, e sua amiga Kátia. Elas alegadamente viram a criatura na tarde de 20 de janeiro de 1996: Um bípede de cerca de 1,6 metros de altura, com uma cabeça grande e corpo muito fino, com pés em forma de V, pele marrom e grandes olhos vermelhos. Parecia estar trêmula ou instável, e as garotas achavam que estava ferida ou doente. O fascínio da história, além desse contato imediato de terceiro grau, estava ligado a um fato defendido pela comunidade ufológica, que patrocinou uma romaria à cidade mineira. Segundo ela, o Exército brasileiro, a Polícia Militar e o Corpo de Bombeiros teriam capturado em 20 de janeiro de 1996 duas criaturas de outro planeta e as conduzido para análises em hospitais e necrópsia em Campinas (SP). Estas instituições, de acordo com os ufólogos, sonegavam, desde então, a divulgação desses fatos. [ENGLISH TRANSLATION VIA GOOGLE TRANSLATE: According to media reports, The Varginha Case, as it became known the story of a creature that was spotted by three women aged 14 to 21: the sisters Liliane and Valkyrie, and her friend Katia. They allegedly saw the creature on the afternoon of January 20, 1996: A biped about six feet tall, with a large head and very thin body, with V-shaped feet, brown skin and large red eyes. She looked shaky or unsteady, and the girls thought she was injured or sick. The fascination of history, beyond this immediate contact of the third degree, was linked to a fact defended by the UFO community, which sponsored a pilgrimage to the mining city. According to her, the Brazilian Army, the Military Police and the Fire Department reportedly captured two creatures from another planet on January 20, 1996 and conducted them for analysis in hospitals and necropsies in Campinas (SP). These institutions, according to the ufologists, have since evaded the disclosure of these facts.]

Light show by the mountain.

I was going home with my father, when a big hairy animal passed us, came out of the woods across the street over the fence and leaving it completely deformed.

Quando eu era mais novo, durante mito tempo via luzes estranhas no céu, poderiam falar que era satélite, ou outras coisas que normalmente vemos no céu, porem as luzes que eu via, se movimentavam em forma de zig zag e sempre bem rápidas. Depois que fiquei adulto me mudei e não tive mais notícias sobre essas luzes. [ENGLISH TRANSLATION VIA GOOGLE TRANSLATE: When I was younger, for a long time I saw strange lights in the sky, they could say it was satellite, or other things that we usually see in the sky, but the lights I saw, were moving in a zigzag and always very fast. After I became an adult I moved and had no news about these lights.]

Helen's Bridge is supposed to be a hotspot of paranormal activity and allegedly one of the most haunted places in Asheville, NC. We were taken here back in February, 2019. According to the legends/mythology, if you drive under the bridge slowly, or walk under, the ghost of a distraught mother who killed her child (or her child died in a fire) is supposed to appear. She's supposed to play tricks on people's cars or with people passing through under the bridge. While we were here, we didn't see a ghost, but our camera batteries drained. All of them, all at once. Being of a strong tech and logic-first mindset, we figured it was the cold, and this is why we carry spare batteries in our camera bags with a towel and a "Hot hands". We retrieved two batteries and tried to resume filming. These batteries died in under five minutes. Brand. New. Batteries. According to the friend that took us here, He's noticed that while he's never seen a ghost here, he does note that if more than one or two people show up, talking about the history and the weird activity makes weird things happen. Another weird thing we noticed was that the light in the area kept "Fading in and out" -well, that's the best way we can describe it. One moment it's bright, almost daylight and you can see the streetlights below. The next moment, everything is dim, with a pale green tone and fog creeping in. This happened the entire hour we were there, this bright and then dull pulsing of the ambient light in the area. While the temperature was cold, it was steady.

On a trip up here to see the fabled Brown Mountain Lights. Got a tip from some locals on the best time to witness the lights, so I headed out late in the afternoon to go to the Brown Mountain Overlook and see if I could get them on camera. Drove up to the location and pulled up, there were 4 other cars in the parking lot. With my lights still on, I noticed that EVERYONE was crowded just a little past the sign for the Brown Mountain Lights. It looks like everyone sits next to the stones on the overlook edge next to a USGS benchmark. The crowd of about 8 people didn't take kindly to me or my little dog stumbling around in the dark near them trying to take photos of the night sky and observe "possible" Brown Mountain Lights so I walked a few feet down from them and tried to setup my tripod and camera. After about 15 minutes of NOTHING, not a single light, I decided I should head back to the van for a snack. I walked past the people, past two cars driving away, and towards my van. As I was getting closer to my van, I noticed picnic tables to the north. Since there's no light out there, you have to rely on the dim light of your smartphone or the lights of any passing vehicles. Sitting at the picnic tables was a figure. It wasn't sitting at a table, but on top of a picnic table. I could just barely see the outline of the figure, it was wearing a brown-ish grey hoodie, the hoodie over their head. They were curled up, knees tucked with arms wrapped around them. The figures head was down and it was almost like they were crying. I started to say "Hey, you okay?" and walked towards the figure. A passing car with it's brights on blinded me, and as my eyes refocused, the figure was gone. I looked around, nothing. Nobody was at the picnic table area. I looked back behind me to see if maybe the person walked back over to the crowd of other people, only to see there were only about 4 people over there. There was nobody else around, and unless that figure jumped off the overlook or silently ran into the steep brush at the side of the overlook cliff, that figure vanished. Later, my husband asked me if I saw "the kid in the hoodie" and I told him about what I saw. He saw something different. He said every time he was near that spot, in his peripheral vision he kept seeing a kid in a hoodie on the picnic table, but every time he looked over there it was either too dark to see clearly, or there was nothing there. I don't have any evidence of this, sadly. I took a picture of the picnic tables, and even at 10:30pm, all I have is a photo of picnic tables in the dark, with no haze or fog or distortion. So I can't explain what I saw.

Andrew's Geyser is a really weird monument that I'm still researching because it's a monument that doesn't make any sense. Yes, it was supposed to be a tourist attraction for a nearby hotel, but once the hotel burned down and the geyser fell into disrepair, it should have been repaired. But instead, it got rebuilt and half of the design looks very similar to a Masonic Temple. The monument is in a really weird valley that causes sound and echo anomalies. To make it worse, a railway wraps all the way around the valley, like a massive Tibetan Sound Bowl. When older, heavier trains pass through the area, the ringing from the railroad can almost deafen you. I went exploring on the edge of Andrew's Geyser, just following my instincts and the course of the fast-moving creek. I stopped at a bridge that towered above the creek. Upon the bridge is a weird mural of what I can only describe as a water nymph or dryad. My little dog and I explored this little mural at the edge of the water, and discovered a beautiful little waterfall below it, along with pretty stones and very vivid flowers that should be growing closer to dry land. Suddenly, a train started roaring down the track. It kinda snapped me into the "now" -I looked down at my phone and saw I'd been out there for over a half hour. I swear I had just gotten there, and the sound of the train above was getting louder and higher pitch, almost painful. I picked my little dog up and put her head into my chest because the sound was soo terrible (if it was hurting my ears it was probably kiling hers) and started crawling up the creek bank back to the main road. As soon as I hit the main road, my walkie talkie (that I forgot I had with me) started going off and my Husband was calling for me over the walkie. I got in touch and finally made my way back to the geyser. While I was gone, a local had walked down to my husband and talked to him about the "weird" in the area. Told him about ghosts and shadow people. None of which we encountered. But then the guy told us about something that struck a nerve. He believed there was a "Rake" trapped in the area, and the Rake was actually a dryad that had grown wicked and warped being trapped in the area. He claimed it was malevolent and a trickster, that it had lured local pets away. It struck me as really weird this dude would walk up and just start talking about all this weird stuff, but then again, I do have a big giant magnet on the side of my van advertising that I'm into paranormal and weird news. We went home later that night and I started doing research. There's very little on Andrew's Geyser, or ghosts, and only one mention of a Dryad or Rake in the region. I don't know enough about Dryads or mythological creatures, but I do know I was missing time for over a half hour, and if needed, I could re-draw that strange mural from memory.

One of our first excursion to the remote wilderness areas of New Mexico got creepy really quick. We camped out in the El Malpais region of New Mexico. First we started in Dark Lobo Canyon (it got renamed, for obvy reasons) and couldn't sleep all night. We kept hearing howling and our dog whined for most of the night. In the morning, we found drag marks and warnings about "large predators" in the area. The fact we set camp late at night obscured the obvious: That NOONE had camped in this canyon for at least a year. As we tried to make breakfast and get settled in, our larger dog (who was on a lead attached to the camper and trying to poop) came running out from the brush crazy and ran into the camper, crawled up into the bed and trembled. At that point, we heard a large cry that was NOT a wolf, but sounded way too bass to be a mountain lion. Being creeped out, we headed south to the actual El Malpais National Monument. It was beautiful and calm, and we didn't feel creeped out. We hiked a few short trails, but our older big dog was NOT having it. He was usually quite curious, and loved hiking in the desert. He stayed up that night as well. Sleepless and annoyed that my dog was being soo wigged out, I awoke in the early morning hours to watch the sun rise. As I opened the door to the camper, I opened it to the expansive view of the El Malpais, and saw large grey/black canine type figures rushing across the main road. They were running away from me, and I was less scared and more curious. They looked like REALLY BIG coyotes. Thinking nothing of it, I started to cook breakfast and set down to share my eggs and steak with the dogs. Suddenly, we heard a group of coyotes howling at the edge of the canyon. It sounded like 30 of them. With that, again, my big dog dropped his piece of bacon, crawled into the camper, brining his leash and all the desert dust in with him. But then we heard something else. We heard the same thing we heard in Lobo Canyon, the loud, long, deep howl that didn't sound like it belonged to any known creature. Now both my dogs were trembling, our older dog actually peed on the camper, and my husband was DONE. He decided we were going to try to find a "less weird" place to camp out. I want to say, during this whole time, I wasn't necessarily creeped out or scared, I was more fascinated, I really wanted to know what the howl was, I wanted to know the source. I felt drawn to explore in Lobo, and now I was feeling drawn to explore the direction the howl came from. It was my husband and my dogs that pushed me into the reality of "that ain't a good idea". We drove North, and with my map and smartphone open, I decided we NEEDED to stop at the Continental Divide Trail (CDT) pass through in Grants. I don't know why we needed to stop at this particular spot, I had been to the CDT in the past, but I really wanted to go. We pulled into this CDT Trail section head and the parking lot was empty. It was dead silent, and even though there was tons of activity about a mile down the road (it was a holiday weekend), it was like time was standing still in this spot. The dogs didn't want to get out of the camper, and I decided to leave them behind. As I walked through the CDT Trail entrance, the metal swing gate wasn't locked, but it was so hard to move. It resisted, not like it was rusted, but just like it was frozen in place. I kicked the gate with my foot and proceeded. My husband and I started to hike up the ridge, with the camper in view below. About 1/4 up the trail, we came to a low-hanging tree, and encountered a gross stench. It smelled of human feces, and something...else? I looked in the tree and noticed a pair of men's underwear hanging in it. For a place that looked like it didn't get many visitors, this was a pretty "fresh" find. I maneuvered around it and my husband ducked. As he was about to say "Ok, that's gross let's get ou---" -we spotted something else. Sneakers. NEW ones, One was unlaced, and the other looked like it had been ripped off a foot. About four feet from that, a pair of sweatpants made out of that shiny basketball-shorts material. And a foot from that, a ripped t-shirt. At this point, both of us are barely breathing. Mostly out of fear, but also because the smell is getting worse. I turn the corner around a bush and right in front of the ripped t-shirt is a torn apart backpack and the carcass of the largest wolf I have ever seen. It's fresh, like days old. One of it's feet is touching the t-shirt. There's a rock next to it's head, a rock bashed into it's abdomen, two large sticks next to it as if those may have been used to beat this thing to death. Some of it's skin is peeled back. It's as though this "creature" shed it's clothing, and then was attacked by two individuals. The air is solid, the bugs stop making noise, everything isn't just "weird" it's unnerving. We don't talk, we just look at this thing and try to take in everything we're looking at. And then we hear the howl. That deep, guttural, unnatural howl. And it's right around the rise on this foothill. It's too close. I turn to face the direction of the howl, and it happens again but shorter and louder. We're not able-bodied hikers, but before I knew it my husband was grabbing my hand and dragging me down the trail. I'm yelling and trying to go towards the howl, and towards the wolf. I snapped a picture before being whisked down the trail and thrown in the camper. My husband was trying to start the van (which had just gotten a tune-up because we weren't about to drive 400 miles without making sure the camper was good). The camper van stalled. I'm a little more car-savvy that most women, but it didn't make sense. It was like the battery went dead, because the time was blinking and the low "click-click" sound emmitted from the ignition. At the same time, a truck peeled in behind us and spun out into the highway, taking off and leaving the camper circled in a cloud of dust. The camper van started and we peeled out of there in the same fashion. Neither of us said anything to each other for about 30 minutes. And the first thing we did say to each other was "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Fast-forward about 6 months later. I'm finally making friends in New Mexico at a new job and befriended a local girl from the Laguna Pueblo right outside Grants. I told her about my experience and she just looks at me pale and said "You were being tested by a Skinwalker. The fact you were being called to it is really weird. That don't happen too often." I tried to press her for more, but she never spoke about it again. But she did always take an interest in my reaction to some of the more spiritual and weird stuff in the desert that she showed me (like old churches, sacred sites, and spots that have a reputation of being malevolent to "colonists"). The fact I enjoyed those places and miss them still eats at me. The experience bothers me to this day, like I wish I had actually gone after the howl. I don't know how to explain it, but it's like that area still "calls" to me.

No dia 20 de setembro de 2014 por volta de 8 horas da noite estavamos desligando de presidente prudente pra cidade de Euclides da cunha paulista estamos no carro eu minha vó meu avô viajem longa na altura dessa reserva vimos uma luz verde meio alaranjado em cima do nosso carro meu avô começou a querer observa oque era aquilo que se locomovia junto com nós ficamos assustado meu avô começou acelera carro e a luz começou ficar mais forte barulho era estranho que atorduava então essa luz ficou poucos minutos uns 3 ou 4 minutos foi uma experimencia horrível pois não sabíamos oque era hoje em dia posso afirmar que era óvni que estava por alguma razão naquela reserva [English Translation by Google Translate: On September 20, 2014 around 8 pm we were disconnecting from Presidente Prudente to the city of Euclides da Cunha Paulista we are in the car me my grandma my grandfather travel long at the time of this reservation we saw a green orange light on our car my grandfather started to watch what was going around with us we got scared my grandfather started accelerating car and the light started to get louder it was strange it was dazzling so that light was a few minutes about 3 or 4 minutes was a horrible experience because we didn't know what it was today I can say it was UFO that was for some reason in that reserve]

Foi visto por mim um ufo nessa região.[English Translation by Google Translate: I saw a UFO in this region.]

In the city of Lages there is a river that surrounds the city, and the river forms a pond downtown where the slaves used to wash the masters' clothes in the nineteenth century. Today this place is called Jonas Ramos Park. At that time a single woman had become pregnant. As soon as the child was born the woman drowned the child in the lake. The demon received the child's death as an offering. He became a serpent and came to live into and to curse the whole river. His head is in the pond and his tail is along the river. From then on, the demon threatens to shake and to flood the city. To prevent this from happening, the population erected a church near the pond and they put the image of the Virgin Mary inside it, as if she were stepping the head of the serpent. Whenever the statue is removed, the river swirls and floods parts of the city. That is why the population is careful that they never remove the statue of the Virgin from the church.

Eu trabalha a noite em uma reforma de um shopping da região, depois do (almoço) noturno tínhamos um período de descanso de umas duas horas mais ou menos, mas nesse dia em especial não tínhamos muito serviço depois da meia noite pois já estávamos quase no fim da reforma. Como de costume depois de comer procurávamos um lugar pra tirar um cochilo rápido e fugir do encarregado da obra, Então eu e mais quatro colegas resolvemos subir uma escada para o teto do ultimo piso da casa de maquinas que era o ponto mais alto que tinha, a noite estava linda sem nuvens e a lua estava muito bonita, deitamos lá no teto e dormimos olhando as estrelas. Acordei acho que umas tres horas com um terrível mal estar, abri os olhos e vi algo que deixou congelado, uma nave brilhante enorme girando bem devagar sobre nós tentei gritar pro meus colegas mas quando virei o rosto pra ver se eles estavam ali vendo aquilo comigo não tinha ninguém, tentei levantar mas não conseguia me mover, meu corpo estava totalmente paralisado, meus olhas ficaram pesados e apaguei não sei dizer o que aconteceu depois, quando acordei estavam todos ali ainda dormindo na Lage chamei eles e perguntei se eles se lembravam de alguma coisa da noite anterior eles so disseram que nunca mais dormiriam ao relento. Perguntei sobre a nave se eles viram a nave também mas disseram que não lembravam de nada e não queriam mais falar sobre o assunto. Depois daquele dia cada um pegou um rumo diferente e nunca mais nos vimos. Decidi também não falar sobre isso com mais ninguém. [English Translation by Google Translate: I work the night in a renovation of a local mall, after the night (lunch) we had a rest period of about two hours or so, but on that particular day we didn't have much service after midnight because we were almost at end of the reform. As usual after eating we were looking for a place to take a quick nap and get away from the foreman, So four of my colleagues and I decided to climb a ladder to the roof top of the machine room that was the highest point it had, the night was beautiful without clouds and the moon was very beautiful, we lay there on the ceiling and slept looking at the stars. I woke up thinking about three hours with a terrible discomfort, opened my eyes and saw something that left frozen, a huge bright ship spinning slowly over us I tried to shout to my colleagues but when I turned my face to see if they were there seeing that with me I had no one, I tried to get up but I couldn't move, my body was totally paralyzed, my eyes got heavy and I went out I can't say what happened next, when I woke up everyone was still sleeping in Lage I called them and asked if they remembered something from the night before they just said they would never sleep in the open again. I asked about the ship if they saw the ship too but said they didn't remember anything and didn't want to talk about it anymore. After that day each took a different turn and we never saw each other again. I also decided not to talk about it with anyone else.] Submitted by Nino

My 12 year old son and I were driving to school around sunrise on a cold winter morning in '18 and saw a woman wearing 18th century period clothing walking in the middle of a farm field probably 150 feet from the road on a outparcel of the expansive and heavily guarded Les Wexner estate property in New Albany OH. There are no other houses around this area and it's well away from the Wexner main compound. She was walking straight down the middle of the field very slowly and seemingly walking with a purpose while ignoring our car and the cold. My son and I both saw her. There is a old school house on the property farther up the road and through some research I discovered there was a yellow fever epidemic in New Albany in the late 1800s. I don't know if that's connected but I have a feeling....It was a very strange experience for my son and I and we recant it often.

My GF and I rented an old two story house and one night while watching television in the living room a weird dark circle about 8 inches round floated quickly in front of us from right to left at about 6 inches off the floor. One of our cats was chasing it and we only saw it for a few seconds. It startled me at first and I asked if she saw it too and she said she did. On another occasion, my then 7 year old daughter was playing upstairs in her room with three of her friends when they all came running down the stairs yelling and obviously upset and scared. They said that they were playing when a toy came flying from behind them and crashed into the wall like it had been thrown. The only other people in the house was my GF and I and we were all the way downstairs in the kitchen.

This happened over a decade ago. My friend and I were walking down towards Burien late at night, and we heard the sorts of sounds you associate with a high speed semi, but the sounds were overhead, it was a clear night and no planes were visible (nor was there a plane engine sound), and it spooked us so we ran down to Des Moines Memorial Dr.

Thousands of crows flying west before sunrise. VIDEO LINK: https://www.instagram.com/p/B1tgIKYnG1E/?igshid=2104hi55u5bm

There is what appears to be a long, odd-looking water creature living in the bay near Brownsville. It was 8 feet long with a serpent like body with no visible limbs. It also had a dark coloration. When sighted, the creature rose an eel-like head slightly out of the water while swimming. Not long after, it retreated back under the water near the bridge. I'm aware of the occasional river otter in the nearby estuary, but what I saw was definitely not an otter.

We didn't see it, only heard it. The dog went crazy and then everything went silent. No insects or anything. It was probably around 10pm. We heard something massive moving through the trees and some kind of whooping sound. The dog slinked down and wanted to go inside. We all went inside and didn't come back out for the rest of the night.

Back in early 2002 a party of pike fisherman were at Bolam Lake at night when they came face to face with what they later described as an 8 foot tall creature covered from head to toe in thick dark hair, glowing red eyes and huge sharp teeth.

My husband and I were outside around 11:00pm and all of a sudden, in a split second, it was as if the earth turned on the lights and turned them off really fast...hard to explain but my husband nicknamed it a “whiteout”...the whole earth all around us blew up with white light-it wasn't like it came from the sky-everything on the ground just lit up white for a second? It creeped us out and I've yet to find an answer as to what it was-no noise and it wasn't electrical at all-it felt supernatural!