Tonight's guest is Trevor. Trevor, Welcome to the show. Thank you,
beck Well, thank you, thanks for coming on. I appreciate your time.
Trevor, please give us a brief bio on yourself. I'm twenty five
years old. I grew up in Illinois. I grew up around nature.
I was in boy Scouts. I like nature and wildlife, so I've done
my hunting and fishing. You just said that you like nature and wildlife after
you have those bad dog me encounters. You're gonna tell us abo tonight,
do you still have that appreciation for nature and wildlife or do you try to
avoid the woods at all costs. Vic I still had the appreciation for nature
and being out in the woods. I won't be out in the woods by
myself, but I will go out in the woods and fish at night and
stuff like that. I can understand why you wouldn't want to be in the
woods alone after the encounters you're going to talk about tonight. That's totally understandable.
We're here to talk about all the dogman encounters you've had, but they're
not the only creepy things you've had encounters with. Please talk us through that
vic. Most of my grandparents' houses, they had the old eighteen fifties,
the old soul war aged or older houses. So there's been some fair share
of paranormal stuff that I've dealt with, ghosts and demons here, and disembodied
voices and stuff. Considering the fact you've had demon encounters, ghost encounters,
and of course dog meant encounters, do you think the encounters with demons and
ghosts are easier to deal with or more difficult to deal with in your dog
meet encounters. For demon and dogman encounters that I've had, I would say
those two are they are actually harder to deal with than actual spirits because ghosts
and spirits they're kind of if you think of it, they're probably deceased humans,
so it's more easy to comprehend this is what a wandering soul or somebody
who hasn't been able to pass onto the afterlife. I figured your encounters with
spirits would be a lot easier to deal with, but the ones with demons,
I wasn't really sure if those were worser easier to deal with than the
dog meeting encounters. If you had, well, the demon encounters I've had,
I've almost been possessed by these demons, so it takes a certain amount
of will pier not to be possessed. Well, that's frightening. Sorry to
hear that you had a lot of trouble sharing your dog me and encounters with
me the first time around. How much trouble have you had function the affort
of having those encounters, Trevor Well, I grew up in a farmer that's
full of Christians, and they didn't necessarily believe in like the paranormal or anything
that science or religion couldn't explain. So I couldn't really turn to my family
or friends because a lot of them would say, oh, you just it's
nonsense, you're crazy, or if you try to talk about it again,
we're gonna lock you up, put you in a straight jacket or whatnot.
Really, it's a shame that's to be that way, But it's not just
you, A lot of eye witnesses of experienced that really is a shame.
After being so strongly affected by your encounters, what's been the most extreme thing
you've done to try to come to terms with them? The most extreme?
I would say it seems like we dealing with any kind of trauma it seems
like a lot of people go to alcohol and drugs, and that's kind of
the route I went to cope with everything as self medicate to try to outrun
the problems. Wow. Well, it goes without saying I'm so sorry to
hear the ad to resort to that to try to come to terms with them.
How much is your ability to do normal things been compromised. I used
to be able to go out in the woods and fish and go hiking and
camping by myself, and I can't do that normal that I've experienced them more
by myself than with other people. So like the old saying goes safety in
numbers, it goes without saying I sure hope that some days sooner you're able
to head back into the woods without any trouble and have a great time the
way you used to at one point. But time will tell. Why do
you think it is that you've had so many encounters with dog mean, Trevor,
I don't know. I'm either very lucky or very unlucky. Vic I
really can't answer that one, because it's it's one of those things that's like
asking why I've had so many encounters with ghosts and demons. It's one of
those things that it's hard to explain because it's like you never know when this
stuff will happen to you. It just a lot of times it just happens
out of nowhere. I think I know the answer to that question. Some
people are just magnets for these things, and I think that's what you are.
You must be a magnet and they're drawn to here for whatever reason.
Unfortunately, if you've had a dog meant encounter, like to speak with me
about it, whether I'm private or on the show, please go to dog
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please go to my Bigfoot Sighting dot com and let me know. Besides me,
the only are the people you've shared your encounters with until now, That
is, have been two friends of yours. How do they respond when you
told them, Well, like I've known they're both girls. I've known them
for at least fifteen years, and one of them actually lives in a haunted
HAPs and has spirits and stuff, and they know me as the type of
person. I'm not a jumpy type of person. I'm not a skittish person
by nature. And the fact that I refuse to talk about my encounters with
demons and dogmen compared to like talking about my experiences with spirits, they know
that it messed me up. Well, yeah, when you have the experiences
that you're going to tell us about tonight, that's going to mess premature anyone
up. Yeah, they're really intense. Speaking of that, Trevor, please
tell us about them. Now, give us every last detail that comes to
mind. I grew up in a little small village on the Mississippi and it's
called Elsa, and there was like a subdivision up on the bluffs. There
was like this big, long, windy road going up the hill. It
was surrounded by farmlands and woods and the bluffs. But the college that is
in actual Elsa itself owns a lot of that property, the bluffs and the
stuff for whatever courses they may have. I don't know, because it's a
kind of a Christian college. So I lived up in the little sub division
above Elsa. So there's like several different roads, a lot of them dead
ended or had a little turnabouts where yet you could go down and then turn
around and go back up the road. I lived on one of those said
roads. We had woods and stuff on the backside, but we had enough
of like a clearing for like a backyard, and we had the basements were
kind of built into like the bluffs, and then you had like a sliding
glass door where opened up into the backyard. And then you had like the
upstairs where you would have your main floor that you would come in that had
like the living room, the extra bedrooms in the kitchen, and a bathroom,
and then there was another sliding glass door that went onto like a wooden
deck, and the front of the house it had like a overhang with poles,
so it was kind of like an awning. I had a concrete base,
and we had like two dogs that had plastic doghouses. They sat underneath
where my bedroom window would be, not exactly under it, but like kind
of off to the side to where I could look out my window during the
day and look out and see them. And this was late February early March
of oh four. These houses are no longer there, but we had an
abandoned house that sat on the left side of our house. On the right
side, there was another family that lived on the other side, and their
whole yard was fenced in with privacy fences. And then on the other side
of that abandoned house was a summer home. There was people that lived there
during the summer, but would be gone through the fall and the spring and
winter, and then come up late spring, early summer. And then we
had a house across the street. They had a white you know, like
the old farm picket fences, and then the road would go down and there
was like a turnabout, and it was that turnabout was in the middle of
woods. It was compassed by woods on all sides. But growing up we
would go and we would watch coyotes and deer in our backyard from the basement
looking out the glass window. So I seen a lot of wildlife up close,
but behind a kind of like a zoo, my own little personal zoo.
But they got to free room, they got to leave whenever they wanted.
So my mom and my sister's biological debt. They slept in the basement.
Me and my sister slept upstairs. My room was on the far left
and my sister's room was on the far right. Both of our windows had
the big glass windows that had like glass on the inside a screen in the
middle, and then a glass on the other side, and then on the
sides had the little basement windows on the sides of the rooms, so you
could you had like a little slit where you can still look out and see.
But it wasn't like a big window, you know. As a little
kid, I had to stand up on my bed and whatnot just to be
able to look out the window. I don't exactly remember the day or what
the weather was like, so I can't give you the accurate details of that.
My parents would put me and my sister to bed around eight thirty nine
o'clock. I would still be up for at least an hour hour or two
because I had difficult sleeping even as a kid before my encounters. My bed
sat underneath the little slit window in my bedroom, and I laid and faced
the wall all the time and would listen to my dogs from the outside scurry
around looking because they would kill rattlesnakes that would come up into the yard at
night or whatnot and kill them, so I didn't hear them this night.
It was to me it was weird. So I was like because I would
fall asleep listening to that as well as the sounds of nature. Because my
little tiny window above my bed, it would be cracked during this late winter
early spring to let in fresh air. So I'm six years old. I
was facing the wall like I normally always did to go to bed, and
then I would listen to nature and whatnot. I didn't hear nothing, which
was weird because you know, I'm so used to hearing all the noises and
not hear any of it was kind of kind of scary as a kid.
So I rolled over onto my back and looked out the window. I had
like a thin curtain where you can still see through it from the outside in
and then vice versa. So I rolled over kind of had my head propped
up on the pillow looking out the window. I see. So when I
first when I first saw it, I thought it was one of my dogs
in the window. And then I kept looking at it and I noticed it
wasn't one of my dogs because it was way too big to be one of
my dogs. And I it had like the face like the classic wolf face,
with like the Dohaman or dog gears up top of their head. They
were perked up looked like little arrows pointing up towards the sky. The eyes
were like a yellowish kind of like a red. Because we I give me
a second, VIC, you're doing fine, take your time. Sorry,
I started feeling sick from my stomach talking about it. Oh no, I
understand, there's no rush. Please do take your time. They had like
the classic timber wolf face, like the classic doverman, pointed ears for its
head, and it had like the yellowish red eyes just staring back at me.
And I had it kind of had it was standing up on its hind's
legs. They had one hand completely down, like kind of off to its
side, a little bit out in front of it, but it was the
one hand was like it was you couldn't see it from where I was at,
but you could see it kind of looked like overgrown raccoon hands or Paul's.
But it had like four long fingers with like dagger like claws. I
would say they were probably ever a bit of six to seven inches long,
and the claws were and the fingers you could have easily put a size fifteen
on its fingers, give or take. It had its hand pressed up against
the outer glass of pane, kind of just barely touching it. It was
black as night. It was. I didn't really pay attention too much to
its teeth. I was just trying to wrap my head around the fact that
how big it was. Because it was it was massive. It made my
parents look small. And my parents are like five maybe six foot tall,
so it was taller than them. Had the body builder upper torso like take
what rock looks like today, you know the wrestler or whole Cogan. It
had the massive upper chest and everything. The upper body was just massive.
I had to guess it was probably ever bit of seven in between six and
seven feet tall, because I didn't see the waist down. I saw the
waist up because of how the window sat. It was. It was massive.
The hair on its arms and all over its body was. It was
black. It was as black as freshly brewed coffee. Black. It stood
there and stared at me for I would say a good five or ten minutes
or so. It must have put too much pressure on the glass where it
had its hand, because the glass broke, and it was so quick.
Happened so quick it was like he accidentally put too much pressure and then disappeared.
After it broke. It like startled him. And that's when you know,
the nature sounds came back after he disappeared. We had like an eight
foot privacy fence in front, so it literally had the vertical jump to clear
that eight foot fence and disappeared. This next encounter happened in between Jerseyville and
Shipman, my mom's now second husband. They got married that year in June
and it was a No. Nine. So I spent a lot of time
out at my stepdad's mom's house, who had a like an old farmhouse.
They had probably every bit of eight acres or so of land, and it
was like kind of hilly, but not too hilly to where it was like
it was hilly enough where if you went down the hill and went up the
hill, you got a nice decent workout walking up and down these hills.
Where the road set. There was a field across from my stepgrandmother's house that
it was had corn they've just harvested it. And then there was i would
say about a hundred yards from where the house, and like a straight line
was like the big whole barn tool shit that had all the big mowers and
stuff for farming, because they farmed hay and we had like a hay field
over near on the back far side of the property because they used to have
hogs too. This was before I was born, as when they had hogs,
so they had a hog barn all the way in the very back pretty
much nustled in like a kind of a looked like a perfect sea grove of
like trees behind it. It was like nustled perfectly in like the trees where
there was enough space to where you had a clear view around it, but
then there was trees. There was two outhouses on the property. There was
the one was the old fashioned wooden walls porta potty with like the moon crescent
moon in it and the door. And then there was an actual like you
know the construc duction porta potties over by the near the house as well as
there was also a bathroom and a shower and stuff in the actual house.
I love spending a lot of time out there because they had BlackBerry bushes.
They had We had our own garden out there where we grew our own vegetables,
so like peas and carrots and so on. They also had an abandoned
greenhouse too on the property that was used for storage. But there was at
least a good five six acres of woods around the property too, because my
grandmother owned one property and then the next property over was owned by my step
aunt at the time, so we had her her property that we could hunt
on as well as my grandmother's property. And me and my stepdad would go
out every hunting season on the weekends when I was out of school and we
would go hunting. And this was November twenty eight, twenty ninth of O
nine. I was staying out there. I think I was helping my grandmother
with helping her out on the property. I don't exactly remember what I was
helping her with, but I liked my own privacy, so I would stay
in my stepdad camper, who we would normally stay in anyway during hunting season.
So anytime I would stay out there, I would stay out in the
especially if I was by myself with my out there with my grandmother, I
would stay out there in that camper. So I had my own space.
And there was two entrances to the property. There was the main drive and
then there was like a little side access where it was it was a kind
of like a farmer access where we could come up with like the four wheelers
or the four wheel drive vehicles, and not really damaged the yard any But
my stepdad's camper sat kind of inside the pull barn where it was open facing
that second access point because we would take the four wheelers in and out of
that way. Mainly we would take the main vehicles in and out of the
main drive. So the house and the pull barn itself set up on a
hill overlooking the road, and it was like the little hitch campers. It
was like all contained in one spot. There was really no rooms. It
was just like all in one spot. It was like small. The dining
table folded down into a bed, and then it had like a bunk beds
and then it had a bathroom. But the bathroom was I don't know exactly
of what was wrong with it, but the bathroom didn't work. It was
basically where we stored the bows and the guns for when we went hunting,
and then we had our hunting clothes up above where my stepdad would sleep on
the bottom bunk of that bunk bed set. We would have our hunting clothes
up there, and then we had like a little kitchen sink and then like
a kitchen counter thing and cabinets, and then you had like a little four
foot by I would say eight little cubby hole where you could stick you like
your boots and stuff. But it went but far enough back to where it
could fit a good size person if you really wanted to hide under there.
And the camper set about fifty feet away from the outhouse out there, so
if you had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night,
you would grab a flashlight off the counter and walk out there shining a flashlight
so you don't trip over anything. So it was dark enough to where I
needed a flashlight, because you know, like full moons, you can have
that light where you can see. So it was dark enough to where you
required a flashlight, Like you couldn't see more than like maybe your arm length
in front of you without any light, but you could see shadows off in
the distance or whatnot, because that road was kind of well lit because of
all the farmers. So I just took my medicine. I was getting the
whole ready to go to bed and everything. I needed to go to the
bathroom. So I grabbed the flashlight and I walked out and I went to
the outhouse to go to the bathroom and do my business. And then as
I was coming back, because I had the flashlight pointed down enough to where
I could see like in front of my feet, a good fifteen twenty feet
ahead of my feet. So I got about ten fifteen feet away from the
camper door, and I seen something weird off in the distance across the road
near the cornfield. It's already been harvest so seeing coyotes and deer was normal
to see out there, but this it looked from a distance. The shape
of the shadow, it looked like a overgrown hyena jacked up on steroids.
It had like the dog like hind legs, and then it kind of went
up, had like the little hump in the back, and then it had
its arms that were like extremely long in the front, and it had the
elongated wolf face. This one didn't have like the doverman pincher ears. It
had like kind of like the ears were kind of they looked kind of flopped
a little bit like they were I don't know how to describe. It kind
of looked like, you know how some dogs have like the little flops on
the little tops like it kind of that's what it kind of looked like.
I had like the ears kind of flopped over like you know you would see
on like beagles and little wire haired terriers. But it wasn't like pronounced like
it covered the whole ear. It was just like just right at the tips
where it just kind of flopped over just enough to where it it was noticeable.
Not realizing it, I brought the flashlight up because I was curious to
see what I was looking at. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on
me. End my imagination was going wild, you know how kids are with
being scared of the dark and whatnot. So I brought the light up,
thinking it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I brought it up
just enough to catch its eyes, and I saw the the eye glow on.
It was like like a red, like a pale redish color. And
that's when it's it stopped moving and then it turned its head and faced me,
and that's when I gotta go look at it. At its face,
it was like the canines were the top canines in the bottom canines kind of
overlapped a little bit, and there ever been probably as long as my adult
fingers. They were massive, massive teeth and massive canines. The canines are
what in the eyes and it's just general parents stood out. It was big,
like I said, it looked like a hyena and steroid like it's done
steroids since it was a puppy in the womb. It can't looking at me.
It never moved its head to take its eyes away from it and it
stood up, and it sounded like bones breaking or like knuckles tracking as it's
standing up, and you could hear it it having difficulty be like it sounded
like it was having problems breathing because it even though it knows that it can
do it, it's like it's the weight on its chest and everything was not
meant to be like that. And I was still like had the flashlight on
it, staring at it, and I saw its arms. We're massive.
It had like it had like like the rac Pune hands that looked like from
a distance and clause that are ever bit of five six inches long or more.
And then when it finally stood all the way up, it was ever
bit of eight nine feet tall, and it it's had never moved. It
kept its eyes, both its eyes fixated on me, and then it rotated
its body to align with it to face me as as soon as it turned
and its body was facing me. I don't know if I dropped the flashlight
what I did. All I know is as soon as it turned, I
was already running as quickly as I could into the camper and I locked that
camper door and grabbing my black blanket, and I called him that little four
by eight space thinking I was trying to hide from it, and all I
hear is boom, boom boom. It was running up that hill like it
was nothing, and it came around to that camper door and it was trying
to open that camper door. It was shaking the whole camper and it would
do this for a good two minutes. It would try open, like shake
the camper door and try shaking it open and everything. And then I'm gonna
walk into the window where I would normally sleep on where that dining room table
sat. That bullet felt breeze, but it was like trying to open the
door, but it would shake the whole camper because then it would do that
for two minutes, and then walk over to the the window that over overhung
the where my bed would be, where the kid usually the dining table would
be in this in this camper, but it was pulled it down for me
to have a bet. It would look in the window. Frankily, you
heard that it was. It was like a low growl. It was like
it would look in the window and then it would go and look on the
other looking at the other windows, and then run. I'll go back to
the the camper door and start trying to start trying to open the door again
and just shaking the camper while it's doing it. It did. It did
this most of the night untild about early morning, and about three thirty four
o'clock comes around, it finally lets out this guttural, blood curdling woman demonic
scream or howl or whatever. It sounded like it came from like the Exorcist
movies. And then all you could hear in the distance after it led out
that it was boom boom boom in back into the woods and disappeared. I
didn't hear it. I heard it run off into the woods and disappear.
But it when I was looking at it before I dipped and went into the
camper, it kind of had the it was like a bodybuilders upper body,
and it kind of looked like it had its tail like curled up underneath,
covering like its genitalia or whatever. It was like curled up underneath, and
the smell was awful. It sounded like it smelt like when you shoot a
deer in the gut and it dies and you go to gut it. And
it smelled like that, but ten times worse. It sounded it smelt like
rotting animal that's been out in the sun for ten a's. So my third
encounter happened when I was with the buddy of mine. He was coming to
Jerseyville to pick me up. He lived in Campsville, So we did our
little road trip where we talked about personal stuff and he would ask me for
a vice on some things and vice versa. And his car was a little
it was like a little Chevy car. It was red. He had four
doors, and it had a backseat with a baby seat in the back because
at the time the girl he was with had a baby, so he had
a baby seat in the back. And he lived in Calhoun County. So
we would go take these back roads to go up towards Eldred and over to
the Campsville Ferry that would take us across the Mississippi. I think it's it's
either the Mississippi or Illinois River. I could be either either one. I
don't know. I think it might have been a the Illinois River, but
I could be wrong. I don't know. It's been a while since I've
been over in there. Anyway, it was like kind of in the middle
of the night, and I would go and I would go, say,
with him and his girl for a week or two, and I would help
out around and helped work on the cars and whatnot. So we're driving these
not really dirt road country roads. They were like little paved highways. They
had a little it was like a little two lane highway with little white dashes
or the white lines on the sides and the yellow dashes in the middle,
and they had the little real reflectors or whatever you want to call them in
the middle of those little yellow dashes. We were in between Eldrin and the
Fairy, and the light post only lit up where they had roads connected.
So there was only light post on roads that would cross section or tee off
going in either left or right, and those could be ever been of two
miles five miles apart from each other. And there was a couple of little
odd businesses here and there, but most of it was all fields. There
was like little tree lines here and there near like little coverts were little like
creaks or whatever you want to call them, but that was about it for
any like tree lines until you got closer to the river and that's where the
woods would be. So most of it all was basically just fields of corn
and soy. But me and my buddy were he was driving. We were
in between the Ferry and Eldred in Greene County, So we were somewhere in
between. And this was like June tenth, so it's summer. So we
had the windows up, acon music gone, the no whatnot that kids do.
So about the halfway point between the Ferry and Eldred, I see it
looks like off in the distance hyenas jacked up, steroid like hyenas. And
I've seen it. I'm like, hey, hey, Bud, can we
stop. My Buddy's stopped the car and I said, look out my window.
And he looks out my window. It looked like he lost his soul.
His face went white as a pearl, or white as a ghost,
and he goes, what in the freaking heck is that? I said,
I don't know. Right after I said that, it almost seemed like they
were reading our minds whatever. They all four stopped, because I didn't know
how many of them were when I've seen them, But when they stopped,
I saw there was four of them and they all stood up on their hind
legs. I didn't get a real good look at them because it was dark
and they were often a good ways away from the road, but from what
I could see, they had like the classic dog face or wolf looking face
with doorman pincher ears on the top of their heads. Two of them were
like ever bit of I'm guessing here, and eight nine feet tall, I'm
guessing, and then the second group, we're probably five six foot tall,
and I couldn't really tell. I just knew that they were massive. And
as soon as they stopped and stood up, my buddy just flips it into
drive and hits the gas pedal. It went pedal to the metal. We
were gone. We were about, I would say, because where we stopped
was underneath like a streetlight, because there was like a row that went off
to our right on the driver's side. So after we saw them stand up
and before they had those things from a distance had a chance to react or
come towards the vehicle. We were already gunning it. And then I think,
I don't know if it's like was the pack leader or the leader of
the hunt or whatever you want to call the thing. After we were about
I would say, one hundred and fifty yards away from give or take,
I'm guessing away from this light pole, this thing darts up and stands under
like stands underneath the light pole, watching us leave. I don't know if
it was making sure we didn't turn around and come back, making sure we
were gone. I'm not sure. But when they got to underneath the light
I could see it's it had like the dog, the classic dog legs,
and then it had like a it looked like a tail or whatnot, tucked
up and underneath like where it behind and General Tario would be. And it
was it was black. I don't know what the other color of the other
three in the pack were or whatever they were doing. I don't know.
They were probably hunting near because I seen deer before I seen them, so
they were probably hunting. But it it was black. It kind of had
like matted for like on its arms, and it had like the classic rection
hands with the long nails, and it looked like black daggers classic dog legs,
had the upper body of like a bodybuilder on steroids. Its eyes were
like kind of like a goldish color. But that's a about all I can
remember for detail wise from seeing this thing, because my buddy refused to stay
around and find out, which I don't blame him, but when me and
him got to his house, I tried talking to him about it, and
he refused to talk about it. He's like, it was just a fititi
of our agitation, and he was just making every excuse in every way of
dismissing it because he didn't want to talk about which I quit crying. So
this was right after my third encounter, and my third encounter happened June tenth
of twenty fifteen, but this was June twentieth. My buddy's girlfriend, her
daughter, was sick, and we needed to go to the hospital and get
her checked out and everything. But my buddy had to work that next day,
but she didn't like driving alone, especially at night with a kid.
I volunteered to go because I had to stop buy my house in Jerseyville anyway
and get some I think closed because I was going to do something or help
them do something that day. I don't remember when what. So she was
driving, I was in the passenger seat, and then she had her daughter
and the car seat behind the driver's seat. And it was the little red
car, little Chevrolet car with four doors and so on, the same car
from third encountering. So we're probably at the oh would guess the halfway mark
between Hardened and Campsville. This road wasn't not as well lit, so the
only light you really had was the occasional house, and that varied from two
miles, five miles ten miles apart from each other. So you didn't really
have the light from the houses to light up the road on some of these
parks except for the headlights of your car. And it happened to be on
one of those stretches where it had like inclined the had the guard rail on
the river side and then had like our rocky thing. We were driving.
I had my window crack because I was smoking a cigarette. I didn't notice
at first the silence, you know, because me and her were talking and
the baby was asleep, so we and her were talking. And then as
we were coming up the road, there was a house coming up about I
would say, good mile two miles up from where where we were, and
they had a street light on their driveway. But there was still like I'm
good, you know, ninety degree incline or so, going down towards the
river. As we're coming up to this house, we see it looked like
four shadows of like these giant bodybuilding builders, like standing in the road.
She thought they were people at first, but as we got closer, I
would say, the front end of the car from these things when we stopped
was ever bit of ten feet away from them. So the front of the
car was ten feet away from these things, and these things were like standing
kind of a line facing towards where we're coming from, like they already knew
we were coming. And that's when I got the smell of rock and it's
coming through the you know, the acy events like when you go over a
dead skunk. It's coming through the ac events. It was coming through the
cracked window. She turned white as a ghost, and I was trying to
stay calm because I just had a I don't know, I just I weirdly
decided to be like I don't know, I was with having her, and
then the kid, the baby in the car. I just instinctively figured,
one of us needs to be calm in this situation, even though I was
terrified beyond all reason. But they all were standing and like a perfect line
crossing this road facing towards us. They had the wolf like a like a
timber wolf face, and then it had like the ears of doverman pinchers on
top of their heads. One was ten foot eleven foot tall. Then the
next one was slightly smaller and build like it looked like kind of like a
female build, and it sheet. This would be the second biggest one,
set about a little bit shorter than the first one. I would say maybe
nine foot tall, eight foot tall. It could have been bigger, it
could have been smaller. I I don't know. And then they had two
smaller ones that were about six I would say they were more like seven foot
tall, and they were pretty big, like an actual male body builder big.
The two smaller ones they were kind of like a brownish black color.
They weren't as like Madden as the two bigger one, with like the caked
dry blood and stuff on their fur, and their teeth were more white,
like pearly white and they had the same wolf dog like face with the doverman
pinch your ears. They had their it looked like their tails tipped up and
underneath covering like their genitalia. But they weren't like bushy bushy. They were
kind of like they looked like a normal like dog tail that you would like
see on like a wired haired terrier or just by this proof of it of
the tail. And then they had like you know, the classic dog or
catlike legs on the bottom halfs. And then they had like they looked more
like you're like you would think like your classical werewolves like from Skyrim or bellhell
saying based on size and appearance. And then the bigger ones looked the net
the I think it was a female. I am not sure because as a
nature lover, there's a lot of species where the females tend to be smaller
than the males or whatnot. But it looked like it had more of a
like feminine animal size because it wasn't like as big as the male. I
would say it was like about half the size of the big male. And
it's it had a big kind of black bushy tail, and they had like
the matted blood cake to it's like four arms and they had they all had
raccoon hands with dagger long I would say they were probably seven eight inches long
lacalls. And then the finglerers were you know, it looked like giant raccoon
hands. And like I said, it had more of like a feminine bodybuild,
you know, like the female bodybuilder look just kind of a little bit
bigger than your average female bodybuilders. And the arms all these things could reach
out and literally, like, at least on the bigger ones, if they
wanted to grab the car, they could because they had a long enough arms
to grab the front bumper and pulled the front bumper of this car and hold
the car. And the little ones I would say probably had half the arm
lengths. And then the bigger one, it was a male because it was
not afraid to show off its genitalia. I'm not going to go into details,
but it was it was massive as well. It mean it massive in
general body wise, and the bigger ones had more of like a darker black
with the matted blood and vesceral on its their face and their arms and hands.
I would say it was about a minute minute or two before I looked
I didn't take eyes off of it, but I said to my friend,
we need to reverse and get out of here. But it felt like an
eternity. She starts crying hysterically, freaking out. I'm like trying to be
calm because now the baby's starting to wake up because of the sound and her
mom freaking out, and I'm telling her, breathe, let's get out of
here. We'll figure it out. Let's go back to Camp's Fille, and
we'll just take a long way to Jerseyville, to the Jerseyville Hospital. She
puts in a reverse. She's still crying hysterically, but she's she's managing to
like not She's like wiping her face and was reversing, and I was trying
to help guide her back, so we weren't. We didn't go off the
road. We managed to get to like a little turn about that's on the
left hand side. There was like a little turn little gravel like turn about
or parking spot for like eagle walkers or whatever. We managed to get there
and turn around and start heading back towards Campsville. As soon as we started
going towards Campsville, they got on all fours and started like escorting us out
of there, kind of like you would with if you were on your way
to the hospital and you couldn't wait for an ambulance and your wife was pregnant.
They were kind of giving us like a police escort out of there,
like there was something else there that they didn't want us involved in or whatnot.
So they followed us forever a bit of a mile or two. They
never came out to the side of the car, nothing like that. She
has finally calmed down enough to where she's not crying so hysterically, and the
baby is waking up, and the baby's kind of crying. I'm still trying
to hold it together at this point, and I'm trying to come the baby
down now because she needs to focus on the road. And I was telling
her, okay, you know, before we get on the fairy, let's
stop, let's collect ourselves and talk. We have to talk about it.
We'll talk about if not, so be it. So we managed to get
back into Campsville. We pulled off into like where there used to be a
bar. There's now a There used to be a bar there when this encounter
happened, but there's not no more. It's just a little flat park area
and then there's yeah. So we pulled off into there and I finally let
all of my pent out emotionally. I started crying acsterically. I've never cried
that hard. The only time I have was when my one of my grandparents
who I was close to, passed away, and that was four or five
years ago before this incident. So I hadn't cried that hard until that night.
So we did finally get to compose ourselves. We went to did our
what we needed to go do. Ended up. She had a real bad
flew her daughter and we got back and we never talked about it except for
when we were stopped before we gone on the ferry to go finished what we
actually who originally set out to do, never was brought up afterwards.