Volume #3 Strange Stories, Unexplained Encounters, Cryptids & the Paranormal

Volume #3 Strange Stories, Unexplained Encounters, Cryptids & the Paranormal 

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compilation of subscriber stories. The following stories describe encounters that
are becoming more and more common in recent years. We
ask that you please respect those who have shared their stories,
and also respect anyone in the comment session discussing these stories.
Bill and myself have had our fair share of encounters,

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and that's why we feel it's important for others to
share their stories. The following accounts are frightening and some
are downright bizarre. So sit back, relax, and we'll begin
a hunter's experience. Thank you for letting me tell my story.

(02:00):
It means a lot. I'm a hundred from Ohio and
on a small piece of land. We have everything from
skin walkers to UFOs on this land. It started when
I was eight years old. My dad and uncle were
away from the trailer and I was alone by the
fire pit, playing with my flashlight and having a fun time.

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Then I saw it. It had to be six feet
tall and very hairy and skinny. It was bipedal and
had horns on its head like an eight point. It
leapt on all fours and ran off. The next story,
I was sixteen and my dad, my dad's friend, and
myself were on a four wheeler. But my dad's friend said,

(02:43):
what the hell is that? It was a small round
orange ball floating at treetop level, moving in a slow circle.
When we would get close, it would go out, but
when we moved away, it would come back. We watched
this for ten minutes until it floated off. My third
story is when I don't tell many people because it

(03:05):
still scares me. It was in December. I was twenty
at the time, and it was close to dark and
the woods were active all day. There were birds chirping,
and I saw plenty of small deer during the day.
But I got out of the tree stand and I
remembered it going dead quiet. So I started walking, and
it's a mile from my tree to the trailer, but

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I felt like I was being watched and followed. I
started to hear a goat noise. None of my neighbors
owned goats, so now I have my guncocks and I
hear a horrible screech and something heavy running at me.
I fired in the direction and ran. I ended up
running into my dad yelling run, and we booked it.

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The final story I don't tell people, but it's time
people know. It was a year after the last story.
I'm twenty one now. I think this needs some backstory
to it. The scary stuff hasn't been this bad ever
until over the twenty eighteenth summer, where a Satanic cult
came into my neighbor's farm, sacrificing his cows and the

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woods feel different. I mean, you don't go there without something.
It got to the point where you have to know
where everyone is at all times. It was bout season
late September. I got out of my tree stand but
because I moved fields and because I wanted a new spot.
But the tree was exposed so they could see me.

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I get on the ground and see lots of deer.
It was getting dark, and my dad headed back to
the trailer early to pack up her gear, and he
called me and said, hey, head back, it's getting dark.
I said okay, and hung up and started walking and
got to the end of the field and I heard
my dad's voice clear as day say hey, wait for me,

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and I stopped. But then I remembered he was at
the trailer and I ran. I heard it behind me,
yelling wait for me. Stop running deeper and darker. I
made it back, but I didn't hunt for a while
after that. Sincerely, Anonymous, I knew I wasn't alone. I've

(05:18):
not yet written these experiences down, but thought it'd be
a cool idea to send them your way because I
really enjoy your narration. Feel free to use this any
way you see fit. My name is Elizabeth in May
of twenty nineteen, I moved into a very fancy life
department at a brand new, large, expensive luxury complex in

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uptown Charlotte, North Carolina. Because of the weird things that
occurred in that space, I ended up moving out early
and having to pay rent at two locations, but it
was worth it. The activity did not begin immediately. I
don't even remember when it started happening. I never felt
any weird vibes in that life often until one night,

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after probably months of nothing strange, when I was sitting
on the toilet. It was after two AM and I
had to pee. I fumbled into the bathroom and sat
on the toilet. My brain went from half asleep to
completely awake when all of a sudden, the door to
my bedroom slowly closed with a moan and a click.
As soon as I heard that click, I knew I

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was not alone. I never put real effort into contacting
whomever was sharing that lock with me because I didn't
want to increase the activity as I live alone and
deal with this territory daily for work related cases. Instead,
I decided to take the opportunity to see if I
could calm my nerves better and handle anything that occurred

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with a level head, which is generally much easier at
work because the issues are not in my home. It
mostly worked until the big dude showed up. The most
intense thing I saw, literally visually was an explosion of
oar that danced like a fish in my living room
and a super fast shadow person. The main door to

(07:08):
my loft bedroom was a barn door style set of
frosted glass doors. I heard something in the kitchen sink
crash that was their favorite way to get my attention
by knocking things into the sink, and looked up. I
saw a dark shadow of a child sized person run
past the glass door so quickly it was obviously paranormal.

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I said hello, ask them to please be quiet, and
eventually went to sleep. The most startling thing that happened
to me it was being woken up from just having
fallen asleep by someone blowing cold air fairly aggressively into
my face. A pattern of sleep deprivation began forming, and
soon I swear they were messing with the fire alarm.

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Oh my god, that alone is half the reason why
I left early. I think the local fire alarm went
off at least fifty times. At least it was a nightmare.
Maintenance staff would claim dead batteries or that the alarm
went offline or needed to be restarted every time, but
after several dead batteries and resets, they began to get

(08:15):
spooked as well. Those awful alarms were set off at
all hours, and several times the building alarm and my
unit went off, but none of the other units did.
The coolest things that ever happened were capturing several EVPs. Accidentally.
I actually caught an EVP of my stepmother, who passed
away in twenty fifteen, saying my nickname and her own name.

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She took the time to identify herself, and that meant
a whole lot to me. I've wished more than once
that I'd put real effort into capturing more, but I
did not want to encourage what was slowly turning into
vaguely threatening vibes. One night, I fell asleep on the
couch and woke up because I felt someone shake the
entire couch, but was so groggy that the event was

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too hazy to be as scary as it could have been.
Another night, I was watching TV on the couch and
heard a very large person walk into my hallway and
ride up to me. I felt every hair on my
body alert into vertical position and knew this was a
different spirit. Male, large and possibly drunk, because the electrified

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air around me reeked very strongly of grain alcohol. These
apartments were not even finished opening entirely when I first
moved in, but that entire complex was loaded with bad juju.
After watching a freaking portal open up in the middle
of a Hansa tapestry I had hanging from the large
wall in front of my bed, and after constantly being

(09:45):
woken up by negative feelings, I finally confessed to what
was happening to my boyfriend. Note I do not know
if it was an actual portal, but a circular or
spherical mass of vibrating electricity or something. Began swirling and
flowing slowly at first, then as my heart rate increased,
it spun faster and faster. The air began to smell

(10:07):
like how my plasma cleaner smells when I cleaned water.
I kind of felt like I was drowning, or maybe
tapping into someone who was drowning, or maybe portals feel
like drowning. I did not understand that aspect at all. Currently,
my boyfriend and I lived together in a totally different place,
but he was planning on join me at that cursed

(10:28):
or overpriced Uptown luxury apartment. He has pretty impressive esp
and I do not know what exactly went through his head.
After I slowly confessed to everything that had been going on,
we found a new place and moved four months before
my lease was up. It took less than a week.
Now here's the seriously crazy part. While we were moving

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out of Uptown, my boyfriend met the movers to get
the larger furniture properly placed and delivered to our new place.
When they were in the bedroom breaking down on the
mattress and box springs, he saw a strange pile of rocks,
a pile of ashes, and three strange looking handmade paper
or wax candles, two of which had been burned through
the whole wick, one of which was unlit. He was

(11:15):
so taken aback by the creepiness and strangers of the
scene that he grabbed the rocks and candles and dumped
them into the trash. When I asked why, he said,
it looked like someone had been doing voodoo under my bed,
and he instinctively thought to get rid of it. Unfortunately,
he threw most a little altar or whatever it was
down the trash chute before the mover spotted it, but

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he did end up saving the unlit candle, and the
pile of ashes was still there when I went to
go look. We could not figure out how anyone other
than a child managed to get a fairly intricate arrangement
of objects under the big bed, directly in the middle
of the floor, beneath the middle of the bed, because
it's a queen size box bed with only five inches
of space underneath. Also, the altar was placed about three

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and a half feet from the the mattress under the bed.
Neither of us could reach that far, and there was
not enough space to fit your head or shoulders under
far enough to reach the center and arrange an altar
with lit candles. We've tried to figure out who could
have accessed to our very high security chip access only
apartment door, let alone all the locked doors and security

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measures before that one. If any of you listeners have
any ideas about what that stuff under my bed was,
we're still scratching our heads over. I didn't live there
or interact with the neighbors or staff there long enough
to make friends or enemies, and the only people who
can access all those doors are the staff. The management
of that uptown apartment was and remains absolutely terrible. But

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the staff never gave me any indication that they were
intelligent enough or able to put down their phones and
focus long enough to actually learn a complex spiritual topic.
And I don't think anyone who worked there would bother
doing something like that to rest their jobs during a pandemic.
It remains a big WT and both my boyfriend and
I field is related to the activity somehow, but how

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North Carolina is one haunted place. Thank you for reading this,
and also thank you for the other great stories and narrations. Cheers, Elizabeth.
My humanoid encounter I recently watched the video Encounters with
Transparent Humanoids on your channel, and it was an eerie

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reminder of an experience I had about three years ago.
The fact that someone had seen something similar to what
I witnessed raised an eyebrow. I actually put it off
to my brain playing tricks on me, perhaps from matrix
of bush shadowing trees. It did look odd enough to
catch my attention for further inspection and watch it for
about five minutes or so. Here's the story. It was morning,

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the sun was up in the sky, early fall, a
light breeze blowing, moving the sparsely scattered brush in the area.
That is one thing that really grabbed me. As I mentioned,
I watched it in the brush. Moving seemed to have
no effect on the position of the apparition. It remained
the same except when it appeared to move an arm
and slight movement of what would be the head. It

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looked like a very light outline of a man. You
could detect the shadow of eyes and features of the face.
It stood there, just looking, not in my direction, but
more of a direction perpendicular to the position. It was
standing more or less straight ahead, with a slight occasional
movement in the opposite direction to me, perhaps about twenty
to twenty five degrees. I saw about two thirds of

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the object from the head to a little below the waist.
Some light brush covered the rest. I watched it and
couldn't bleed my eyes and tried my best to explain
it with no logical explanation, as it's my nature to
ask questions and rule out all the possible explanations. It
was a very light outline that looked like the interior

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was a distortion. That is what caught my eye. I
had to go to another room and answer the phone.
When I came back, it was gone or I could
not see it anymore. I have no idea what it was.
It was weird, maybe just some things were in the
right position and me in the right position. Who knows.

(15:19):
It was weird and even weirder to know that others
have had the same experience. I can say this apparition
and the light breeze blown that day with no sound
was an eerie feeling. I don't talk about it because
I can't explain it, and as I mentioned, I need
proof and don't accept everything heard or seen. There are

(15:40):
many times explanations, but I will say this, as the
Ghost and the Christmas Carol told Old Scrooge, do you
not trust your own senses? A comment from a fictional story,
but a legitimate question to ask. Take care, Sammy Henson
moved with purpose and intelligence. I've been listening to your

(16:05):
channel for a while now, trying to find answers and
understanding experience I had about six months ago, just outside
of my hometown in a pretty large forested area here
in Ireland. I guess I'll dive right into what happened
and not bore you with unimportant details. I was hiking
on a trail I'm very familiar with, and because I
thought it was going to last rain, I decided to

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leave the trail and come through the woods. I wanted
to try and get to my car before downpour, and
I knew this area like the back of my hand,
or at least I should have and believed I did.
Before I knew it. I felt very strange, disoriented, and
nothing looked familiar. I'm not sure if the woods seemed
silent before or after I felt this way, but I

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became undeniably aware of how silent and eerie everything was
oppressingly downright suffocating silence, and my heart began to pound
as I stood in place, and it felt as if
the woods were spinning and closing in around me, like
I had stepped into something I could not comprehend. It
was then I noticed something about fifteen feet in front

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of me. It was ten feet high and about eight
feet wide and distorted. It was like something was bending
the light and moving towards me, like a fogged up mirror,
almost but with no definitive shape, but it was moving
with purpose and intelligence and would be completely invisible if
not for the distortion within and me looking directly at it.

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I turned to run and realized another one was behind me,
same size and shapeless almost It was then I realized
there were at least four of these things closing in
on me, and I was trapped and almost paralyzed with fear.
What I was seeing my brain cannot make sense of.
And I was an utter panicing shock and backed up
against a tree because I was terrified to run in

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the direction of these things. I crawled up in the
feet of position and put my hands over my ears
because they've begun ringing and the sound was deafening, so
I closed my eyes. As these intelligent, bizarre things were
all around me. About five feet exactly, I saw a
white flash like what happens if you ever hit hard
in the head or fell or punched. That's the best

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I can describe it. My ears are ringing, and then
the flash, and then nothing. I woke up to rayin
following on me. In hours had passed. I realized this
after checking my watch. Everything was normal now and I
knew where I was. I gathered myself, checked for injuries,

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and realized I was completely fine and shakingly, I left
the woods and drove home. I felt weak and a
little clumsy on my feet, but I was okay. I
can't make sense of what happened. I've googled similar events
but found nothing quite like what happened to me, and
I really need answers. I stumbled across stealth cloaking technology.

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He's used by the military while trying to find answers,
and the technology is primitive compared to what eye witness.
What these beings or things were, I just don't know.
I don't have answers, and I don't know what happened
to me or why. If anyone has experienced anything similar,
please share with me, and I'd love to hear anyone's

(19:20):
opinions or theories. I grew up in this area and
jogged there a few times a week for the past
few years, but I haven't gone back since the incident.
I have no health issues, and I tended my doctors
after the incident to rule out anything sinister with my health,
but everything health wise is fine. One thing that did
stand out was the ringing sound that pierced through the

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silence of the forest right before these beings appeared, and
it felt like my brain was actually sizzling in my skull.
That and the smell of sulfur or something metallic actually
frightened me to the point I thought my brain was bleeding.
We're about to explode. I have no explanation for what happened,
and I know in my heart what I saw was

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truly bizarre and not normal. They moved with purpose and intelligence,
and I felt completely at their mercy while they surrounded
me in that woodland. I lost almost four hours and
have no memory of what happened during that time. Is
if I just passed out or if something more sinister occurred.
I'm starting to accept I might never have answers, and

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I'm trying to move on with my life. But it
really shook me in my belief system upside down, and
I view the world very differently ever since it happened.
Your friend, Darren, have you ever seen an invisible man?
A longtime friend of mine, very traditional, totally straight when

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it came to substances, stopped buy my place of business
one day and asked me, have you ever seen an
invisible man? I gave her the look she expected, and
she said, no, I'm serious. She'd been walking the shore
a part of woman Rhode Island, and suddenly she saw
a human form or outline, maybe thirty yards away. It

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was bent down looking at something in the water. As
she stepped closer, he suddenly stood up from his profile.
She could tell he was looking at her. This unnerved her,
so she turned around and casually walked away without looking back,
perhaps to make him wonder if she had seen him.
After all, this happened about ten years after the first

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Predator movie, but I'm pretty sure this woman had not
even seen it. The print ad for it would have
kept her away. I told her there was a movie
about invisible beings and that a common acquaintance in town
had also had experience with one. I kept my eyes
open after that. The woman was utterly reliable. If she

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saw it, it was there. Sincerely, Alfontana. Well, friends, that's
it for volume three. Let us know what you think
about these stories and the comments below, and please be
respectful of opinions of others. Remember to send us your
stories now through the month of July. We're very interested

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in stories that detail encounters with humanoids, cryptids, or any
other type of unknown entity that is beyond the explanation.
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a link in the description. Meanwhile, be good to yourselves
and one another. I'm Steve Stockton and I'll talk to
you next time.