…After we unloaded, I was in my tent laying down when I heard fast running and heavy breathing. Being the investigator that I am, I stepped outside my tent. I saw a naked man being chased by at least a 10 ft cryptoid….
Every apartment I lived in in Renton had paranormal activity of some kind, particularly in the highlands….
I have had visions all my life but they exploded in regularity once I moved to Wenatchee. There is a lot of spiritual activity, all kinds of dead folk from various times and cultures, animal spirits, land spirits, etc. All normal and expected. The ones that have made me pause, though….
…We started to notice these dancing balls of light in the front yard and grenade like light balls that shoot through the backyard. The first day we saw the lights one flew through my right hand and this intense vibration overwhelmed me and I have since developed the ability to draw very well….
…That night though, I have a dream of being approached by said buck while squatted in a garden. This dream-deer wouldn’t stop slowly getting closer and closer, until the only way I could keep him at arms length was by grabbing hold of one of his antlers. I woke up confused as to why I saw this deer as a threat. Couple of days later Im walking home from school and BAM I see in a bio-swell off of a fairly well trafficked road, a dead buck….
…A bright green ball of ??something?? soared from the middle of the sky left to right and then dipped into the tree line on the side of I-5. We kept our eyes peeled for signs of a crash, smoke, green fire, etc. the rest of the way through Kalama but alas, we didn’t see anything….
…A very similar incident happened when my great grandmother passed as well. My mother’s deceased father visited her in her dream and told her that our Baba had passed…
What to you get when you cross a coyote, wolf, hand drill, and Theremin at 3 am?….
The house is probably over 100 years old. The basement was like a root cellar almost. But I was poor WSU student . One night I woke up. Something grey was straddling me…
I was outside of the haunted Providence Academy in Vancouver Washington, taking a tour. I was at least 100 feet from the nearest building or sidewalk. It had been raining.
In the middle of the gravel there was a lone, pristinely clean orange. The Interdimensional Produce Wizard strikes again!