…… the sound followed us. It also never got louder or quieter and there was never even a pause or irregularity in the pattern. We shined out flashlights around, made ridiculously loud noises, ran, and did anything we could but it never altered the flute sound in anyway nor did we see anything….
…Right away I was slowly floating in a great womb-like chamber toward something in the center, some indistinct ovoid suspended in the middle of the space. It felt truly vast, hyper-biological, gut-like, raw, like the inside of a cell. I wasn’t scared. The space was eerie but not terrifying. I was cozy and warm, drifting pleasantly….
…They were walking together in a perfect circle around a turkey standing perfectly center….
…As I closed my eyes to sleep, I saw what looked like a toy robot take a few steps forward then fall into the floor. Toy robot is the best I can do to describe it: I heard crude, mechanical toy-robot noises, saw two red lights like toy-robot eyes, and the way the lights moved made me think of clunky, robotic steps….
… It was too solid and blue to be an ember. It couldn’t have been a laser pointer because its movement was much too steady and we were under trees that would have obscured it. It was not an insect….
…We both saw the fireflies grouped into a tall humanoid shape – taller than a shed – and it slowly walked across the lawn and stepped over the fence into our yard….
I was sitting reading study material and all the sudden had chills/tingle run up my spine and I looked up out the window and it looked like a man was standing right outside the doors….
…I saw something in the distance that I initially thought was an airplane, but it was too bright and changing colors rapidly. The colors cycled through red, blue, white, and green so rapidly that it almost glittered….
…Per local news outlets, the man says he has no idea what happened and that all he remembers is the moment of impact. Neither drugs or alcohol were factors in either case….
…The issue of suicide at this bridge became so pervasive, that the county had the bridge torn down and rebuilt without trusses in 2010 to try and prevent any more tragic deaths of this nature. The bridge is now covered in graffiti, no doubt from young people trying to live up to the dares that are so popular in the age group. Most are names, swear words, drawings of phalluses, but the name Dagon is one incidence that stand out….