Speaker 1: At a.
Speaker 2: Book.
Speaker 1: In tonight's guest wishes to remain anonymous. With that in mind,
I'm just gonna call him Carl. Carl, thanks so much
for joining us.
Speaker 2: Well, thank you Vic for having me.
Speaker 1: Oh you know you're welcome.
Speaker 2: Carl.
Speaker 1: Please give us a brief bio in yourself.
Speaker 2: Okay, I am sixty four years old, retired. I live
with my wife out in the hills and the woods
now the country. Nice remote place. We have our animals.
We have our dogs, our cats or hogs goats, nice
little farm place, and lead a pretty simple life. That's
why I like it. It's kind of a nice quiet
ending to a long, eventful life.
Speaker 1: You lead a simple life, but sure sounds like one
heck of a good life to me. I'm impressed. That's great.
Oh it is a really good life. Oh it sounds
like it.
Speaker 2: Carl.
Speaker 1: You were serving our country when you had the experiences
we're going to talk about tonight. But in what capacity.
Speaker 2: I was working as a contractor for the government. We
were involved and did a lot of forensics. We were
guarding the people that were doing the forensics, some of
the spooks and some of the doctors that were involved
in things that were going on down in Central America.
So I was down there off and on for almost
four years, to rotate in and out of country. Sometimes
we have some offtime and basis in Panama, and sometimes
we be backstateside for as long as one to three
months at a time, which was nice.
Speaker 1: Yeah, thank goodness, you're able to get a break from that.
I can only imagine what that must have been like.
Speaker 2: Oh, it was getting back out was all I thing?
Kept your sanity going? Really?
Speaker 1: Oh, I'm sure I can only imagine, Carl. This ties
into what we're going to talk about tonight. Unfortunately, in
twenty eighteen, you passed away. What can you tell us
about what you saw on the other side?
Speaker 2: Actually, Vic, that's a good question. Has been a question.
I've been asked a lot by people, and some people
look at me and they want to run away when
I tell them what happened. I mean, I hear so
often that people saw the light and they felt everything,
and they could see people looking at them, and they're
welcomed into the going to the light. Well, I was
dead for four and a half minutes, and during that
time I was in total darkness. I started going down
a hallway and there was like ash that was on fire,
that was still dropping on all sides of me. And
I started seeing a light at the end, but it
wasn't like a light light. It was like a fire
and I went into it. And I don't know if
any of your listeners have ever seen the movie Constantine
with kenoel Reeves. He is a guy that comes back
and gets souls that escape from hell or something like that. Anyway,
that the hell that he goes into is very close
to what I saw. Buildings farms for us. Everything was ash,
and there's fiery winds blowing, and you can see a
little like creepy crawler skeleton type demon things picking peeking
down of windows holes everywhere, and basically you keep walking
into that road. And the next thing I know, I'm
waking up and in a room and I've seen a
real bright white light. I'm thinking to myself, Oh, thank God.
And I woke back up in the operating room. And
when I got back into the recovery room, i'd asked
my wife. I said she was upset about, you know,
because she'd already been told that I'd passed and everything.
And anyway, she said, she said, how do you feel now?
And I says. I said, I'm not afraid to die anymore.
And she was so wise of that, and I told her,
I said, my afterlark life does a luxury cheery. But
I said, you know, I've been hurting so bad right now.
My chest is just fell against some cave doing the sledgehammer,
and it was my second heart attack at that time,
and had heart failure and brother bodily issues going on.
I said, when I started to die and I passed,
I said, all I felt was like warmth flowing through
my veins and I was so welcome. That was so welcoming.
But I said, the closer I got to hell, the
more I started feeling the seering pain. And I told
her what had happened. I said, and the thing that
really saved me and brought me into the light portion
of it was I heard my son's telling me come back, Dad,
You're not done yet. Come back, Dad, follow our voice.
Come back. And I told her, I said, I just
want to thank the boys for being here with me,
because that was wonderful. They must have been in the
operating room so they get say goodbye, huh, And she
was like, what are you talking about? She goes both
of them. One of them's on a flight from out
west and hasn't landed yet, and the other one is
stuck in traffic on the highway. Wow. And I was like, oh,
I said, because I could hear them as plain as
they were standing there talking to.
Speaker 1: Me, How much trouble did you have functioning after such
a traumatic, amazing experience.
Speaker 2: Well, I did a lot of soul searching and talked
to a lot of ministers, and I had friends that
were ministers. And I mean, after you have a heart
attack like that, they put you through the cardiovascular institute
whoever's handling your stints and your surgeries and everything like that,
they put you through a special training for diet and
for they change your whole lifestyle basically, and that stuff
I soaked up like a sponge. I did everything they
told me to do. And you know, because my heart
was pretty well damaged. Now, that portion of it, the
physical portion, went pretty good. But when it came to
the mental portion after visiting Hell, I was pretty messed
up about that because I was like, ever since I
was a kid, you know, we were a farm family,
go to church every Sunday. We'd say grace, we'd pray
we had strong belief in Jesus Christ, and I thought, boy,
you know, I really messed my life up and talked
to some of my minister friends about it. And it
was actually my wife that said, you're very lucky that
this has happened. She goes, this was God's way of
giving you a warning because he loves you and forgives you,
but you have to ask for forgiveness. You have to
change some of the ways that you have. She goes,
you still have some things that are not still kind
of a hard edge from your earlier life. She said, Wow,
that makes you a good former of the companies you
worked for. She goes, it's time for you to medically retire,
which I didn't retire then anyway, till twenty twenty two.
But she said, need to rebuild your faith with Jesus Christ.
And she says, you have nothing to worry about, And
she was right. I couldn't ever wrap my head around
the fact that Jesus could forgive me for the things
I had done down there, and how he could forgive
me because even though the squad I was on, working
with the forensics people and the doctors and some of
the used bag officers the US Military advisory group that
were attached to all different squads down there. Everybody that
we got involved in every firefight, we were saving people
because it was basically we were working against death squads.
They were supposed to go out and hunt down the
Cuban and Russian military advisors and hunt down the leftist gorillas.
But when you do that, you get shot at by them.
So they had a lot more fun riding into villages
where the people were just poor peasants. They barely had
enough to eat. They raised their children, loving little families,
and they did things to those poor people that would
make the devil turn white, and they started to enjoy it.
They had seventy five thousand people killed, sixty thousand of
them were residents. They had up to twelve thousand that
were kidnapped, never to be seen again. A lot of
them were trafficked, some of them were raped and killed.
Other ones you could find their bodies in the jungle. Well,
there's the forensics group. We had. Everybody we found, they'd
take whatever they needed to identify it. But in the
meantime we would gather as much evidance as we could
and we got there and we would lay the bodies
out and stand guard until the forensic people could finish.
And that was what letters and who are first encountering
the dog been down there in Central America?
Speaker 1: Wow, Carl, considering the nature of the people that you
were wiping off the face of the earth, who's to
say that you weren't acting as a hand of God
because those were some pretty evil people.
Speaker 2: Well, that's what I'd like to believe, Vic, But like
I said, we did a lot of things that I
don't know. Some people, if they heard the entire story,
would think you were a war criminal.
Speaker 1: Oh I'm sure, but war is not a pretty thing.
It's not pretty what you had to do. But I
think you still are heroes for doing what you did.
But having said that, let's get into your experiences. Now,
your encounters. Please give us every last detail that comes
to mind.
Speaker 2: Okay, my first encounter was dog men Well lasted off
and on for about four years. And the reason I
say that is when we got down to our base
and Panamap that we had briefings where they basically lined
out what we're going to be doing, who we were
assigned to, who would answer to when our jobs were positions,
everything like that. And they obviously the first thing they
went through was our roe, which anybody that's armed that's
in a theater of war knows exactly whe an roe is.
It's your rules of engagement. What struck us all as
really strange was our rules of engagement is we were
not allowed to shoot wolfmen. Wolfmen is what our people
called them. And they basically told us that the only
way we were allowed to shoot or kill one is
if attack was eminent, like basically it was in our
face biting us already. They said, do not challenge them
for who was going to be the alpha. If they
do try to pressure you for something, back off slowly
looking down. If they do attack and it's dark out,
they said, one way you can slow them down for
a couple of seconds is to shine these high luman
flashlights that we had on our guns in their eyes.
Got to hit them directly in the eye with them,
and they said that I'll only give you a couple
of seconds because it takes their eye. It blinds them completely.
And they taught us that they have seen that they
can see an almost complete darkness because their eyes have
the structures like a big cat. And they said they
actually even have more rods and more of the more
of the cells in their eyes than what big cats
do for gathering light and for seeing movement. And they
said that's one of the reasons their eyes appear to glow,
because even though you don't see any light sources, there's
not usually enough ambient light even in the dark woods
that'll make they put their eyes pick up and make
some glow. So anyway, we listened to this, We're like, okay, yeah, whatever,
you know, it's kind of strange. But then they told
us there was no shooting the local wildlife unless it
somehow bothered us, and we were not allowed to engage
or shoot at the indigenous groups. And we said, what
are you talking about indigenous and they said, well, you'll
know them when you see them in the area that
you get young people will be working in. There's several
groups of indigenous that are related as far back as
the Aztec and the Mayan, and they still basically live
the same way right off the land. So getting in
to my back, my first experience with the dogmen then
was on our first patrol, we had had to go
in and or a small village with about five little
looked like stuck or something homes with the wood roofs
and a little church. And that was the first place
that we had went into, and the death squad had
come through and slaughtered all the the entire village of
the of the civilization. Everybody was dead, even their dogs
were dead. And we had to go through there and
they let the forensic people take pictures of everything. And
then we had been a few days and they're down
there in the heat, so they were really they were
really starting to smell. So they wanted us to carry
them down the ravine a little ways out towards where
the forest kind of opened into some uh open into
some grassland work and you know, get some air, some
circulation and enough light for them to take good pictures
of and do the fingerprints and anything else that they
had to do. So we had journey and we had
several men placed on guard. We always had the spotter
and the sniper and squad sniper that would on oliver walks.
They always held that position. The rest of us rolled
people onto journeys and carry them down the hill and
light them out, and as much of an order as
we could. If we thought they might be family, we
group those together and then we got all done, we
would place a guard down there to just keep wild
animals away, because they do have coyotes and wolves in
the jungle down there. It's different, not great big wolves
like the Northern wolves, and the coyotes are roughly the
same sizes up up in North America, so we wanted
to keep any predators away from damaging the bodies anymore
than they already were. That being said, we cleaned up,
and after we got done with that, we were all
kind of just really sad. This was our first experience.
They'd showed us some pictures and so forth of training,
but that doesn't get you ready for what you see
when you walk into a village like that. To be
completely honest, none of the people were just basically shot.
They died horrible deaths, being tortured, raped, beaten until they
finally couldn't take it any more than they passed. And
what they did to the people in the church was unspeakable,
with the priest and the nuns, the two nuns and
the priest. So anyway, this was our first first experience
had really seen this up close, and we were young.
We weren't thirty year old hardened veterans or anything yet.
So anyway, after we get done gathering all up, we
came up back up, cleaned up. We left one man
on guard duty. Overwatch was about one hundred meters up
on the hillside and they were right behind a little
stone wall where the people used to keep their pigs
in there, and we were all sitting in a couple
of makeshift picnic tables. I guess the people must use
for food, pep or something. And we were looking down
there and our Lieutenant Lt. Goes, hey, guys, Comarre, you
got to take a look at this. I got to
show you something. This was what was part of your briefing.
And we took turns taking looking through the big spouting
scope that overwatch was using, that his spot was using,
and we could see up close to the wolfman, the dogmen,
and our man in the yard Dute. He didn't see
him because they were standing back behind trees. They were
up in trees, they were around behind the bushes, and
we counted six of them, and I thought this is nuts.
I grew up with a father that had no time
for ghosts during that stuff, and he believed in Jesus Christ,
but anything else was just made up there's no such
thing as any of this stuff. So we're sitting here
looking at werewolves basically for lack of a better term,
and they're not supposed to exist. Spent my whole life
here and now that was all just garbage. They make
that stuff up. You need to do outside and do chores,
but wasting your eye balls, I'll watching TV and so
I just I couldn't believe those things were real. What
they did next was they started creeping closer to the
guard and he got to see him then, and one
of them came up close to him and started growling,
and LT got him on the radio and said back up,
back up, come back up. And at that point they
weren't even interested in him. And they there were so
many dead people, and every place we went to that
they were eating the dead people. And then even the
local people had names for them. They call them the
eaters of the dead, the death eaters, and they the
local people also relate to us that originally all there
was down there was the small brown dog man like
you see in those those posts about Brazil and stuff.
For they're walking down the street, the small skinny ones
with the while looking hair, and they said the big,
huge black ones that were all around now didn't come
until the war started, and they a lot of the
local Polleopole believed it was the devil that was punishing
their country for what was going on, all the atrocities.
That was their belief. So anyway, we watched these things
and what we were like horrified, and we didn't know
what to do. So we asked Galt, said, what are
we going to do? And we looked down there again
and a couple of sad binoculars and whatever we're looking
down There were only about one hundred meters up the hill,
one hundred and twenty meters, and these things are hungry.
And there's a big alpha. He's got to be nine
ten feet and I only call him an alpha just
because he was considerably bigger and stronger looking than the
others were. The others, the closest ones to him, there
were two that were eight to nine feet, and then
there was two others that were probably seven eight feet.
They were progressively smaller, and they had one of the
little brown ones that had way back out away from
the others, and he was six feet maybe, and he
was not real big around in that big shoulders. He
kind of looked like one of those little dog men
from that movie Dog Soldiers. And we asked Elta, what
are we going to do. We can't just let him
eet the people. And he goes, Now, he goes, everybody,
grab your gear. He goes, we're in the gear up
and we're going to go down there and they'll leave.
I'll have to we'll be all beyond Guardie right now
until the spooks and the forensic people get down there
and do what they got to do. So anyway, we
all walked down there. But as we're walking down there,
they were trying to get their last fights and whatever,
and the big dogman would physically stand on somebody and
reach down with his hook claws. They look like giant
raccoon hands, and he was literally ripping people in a half.
He'd pull their chest plates right out because he loved
the soft organs, and he would eat the soft organs
and leave the rest of the cartons for the others.
And I don't think it was any type of an
organized pack. Then he just happened to be the biggest
one and as soon as he was done, the others
started in. Well that was about the time that we
got down there, and when they saw us all fanning out,
they retreated back into the woods and you could see
him again. They'd stand back twenty thirty forty meters behind trees.
They'd be up in trees looking at us, just waiting
for us to leave. And we had to stand there
that time until they got done with that. We were
just shocked, because it was one thing to find all
these dead people. Lay them out is another thing when
you see a monster. It's not supposed to exist sitting there,
ripping these people apart like their newspapers. And then what
happened from there was eventually they came, they did all
their forensics and everything that they were going to do,
took all the pictures they were going to take, and
we placed three men on guard duty down there until
until the burial group got there. They showed up in
the morning with about ten guys and shovels and started
digging and getting everybody buried. We did during this time
rotate out our guards every two hours because of the stench,
because of looking at the people torn apart. It was
just a good thing. You go on guarded you for
a couple hours, and then you go down and you
go back up and you decompress, and this this type
of thing what happened village after village, and we were
learning that we had to post at least from that
point on. Once we saw these things, we posted at
least two guards by the bodies, and l team made
up a rule that these things had gotten more brazen
than what they expected, so he made up parole. There
was no single man went anywhere. There was two to
three men for everything. If we were on a patrol
and a guy stepped off to irinate behind the tree,
they'd better be able to guy on the other side
of the tree with him. And we had to make
sure we covered all of our bases. Even though they
told us in briefing that these things would not attack you,
they'd challenge you, they'd show dominance, but as long as
we didn't do anything to them, because physical pain, they
wouldn't hurt us. Well, that kind of changed. It was
probably our third or fourth patrol. Then we've been doing
this for several months now. Another similar situation, just a
little clustered a couple of houses and a little repair
shop was there, and these people got grabbed up and
they were all taken. The people that were older uglier crippled,
or they couldn't get any money out of them, they
just killed them and left them a pile on Main Street.
And the others they stole them when they trafficked all
the young girls and women because they were selling them
to Columbia and Mexico. So anyway, we were cleaned up
the mess like we always did, and on this situation
we put them down in the ravine, the people and
the reason we did this wasn't to get down there
to the bottoms of the ravines right along the base.
It's a lot easier digging, we found from the guys
that were doing the burial, and if you've ever tried
to dig anything in a jungle, roots and so forth,
So we tried to at least help the guys out.
They weren't right in the ravine, but they were up
a little bit, and we had laid the bodies out
and had the guards there on duty, and there wasn't
that big of a pile of bodies, and we'd only
seen one dog man that afternoon, so Lt was like,
you know, we don't need three guys. He would have
one guy on duty and if you hear anything, send
up a flyer. Then we'll send him a couple more
guys down and that should back them off. The guy
that was on guard Ude that night was one of
the jumpiest guys there, and Overlocks starts yelling that there's
a medium size wolf man that's right in the guard's
face and he wanted permission to take it. He was
I'm not gonna have a shot in a second. But
by the time he got permission to take it, the
thing had grabbed our guy and run off with him.
And by that time we all grabbed our weaponry, we
all took off after him. We figured we're going to
catch this thing. We're going to get it. We'll get
our guy back. He might be hurt. Well we chase
this thing. We followed the blood trail. Blood trail finally
ran out, and it amazed us because when you were
trying to track these things, if they wanted to lead
you somewhere or didn't care if you found them, they
would step right in the MUDs, left nice big tracks.
If they were hiding or running to escape with something,
they'd step on the crown road, stick it off the
base of the trees, so they wouldn't leave any impressions.
Every once in a while, you see a piece of
bark broke looser claw marks, that would be you're tracking.
Getting back to the story, We tracked this guy for
three and a half days before all we finally found
of our compadre was a piece of his shoulder bone
connected to his spine and his skull, and the skull
had been chewed on and eating a lot of the
most of the skin off of it, and then threw
out the trail. We'd found pieces of his carrier and
his AMMO pouches, his med back and his weapon, and shirts,
pieces of clothing, and it wasn't it took time to
undress him any thing. It was just this thing was
so big and strong. It was running with him like
a football, and pieces of him were getting caught on
trees and so forth, broke off branches sticking out and
they'd rip his clothes and anyway, that was a horrible sight,
and that really woke us up to you know, yeah,
all these people that are way smarter than we ever
hoped to be. What they had told us was all
bull that him. They probably won't hurt you, and more
than likely they said that he had probably shot, he'd
probably gotten scared ones in his face and shot it
or raised the gun at it. I thought it was
going to get shot, and attacked him because he made
the first move. So they told us that basically what
he'd done was wrong. Well, it didn't matter to us
because the guy ended up getting the death penalty for it.
So from that point on, LT sitting and I don't
care if you're only gardening one body. I want three
guys on duty, and I want two on overwatch, because
we might set up a second overwatch make sure that
criss cross. And that's Gradually we grew and grew and
both confidence and knowledge and dealing with these things. But
we would see them four or five times a week
because these things had learned with all the combat going
down there, that they would follow our groups, or the
leftist groups, or the military groups because they knew, or
the death squads because they knew that every time these
contingencies of our men went somewhere, they always left piles
of dead people. And every once in a right while,
you'd be sitting there at night or something, and you'd
hear a taper start streaming them on tapers like a
like a big hog. It's a native down there to
the down there to the Central and South America. It's
like it looks like a big hog, and sometimes they
get five six hundred pounds. But anyway, sooner or later,
these things there, you watch them run and you just
watch how they are. Their metabolisms are so high that
their intake, their quark intake, must be huge. That being said,
every time they found dead, if we found some we'd
find somebody every day of the week, usually one or
two people in the woods, and they were the victims
of robbers, rapists, they were drug mules that had been robbed,
or they were people that just couldn't keep up with
the trafficker and they kill them, so that didn't slow
the others down. But every time we'd find them, usually
more than likely most of the time their stomachs and
chests have been ripped open because the dog men or
the wolfmen as we call them, preferred the uh soft organs,
and if there was usually more than one in a group,
the big one would take the soft organs and the
others would chew on, you know, the butt, the legs,
the chest, the shoulders, the arms, the legs. And we
always started talking amongst ourselves of why they don't just
hunt us. Well, the only truth we could come to
is just a bunch of young thugs that are running around.
Was it had to be because humans are not that enticing.
I mean, if you look at us, they're there's not
a lot to eat on us. Our gutsack or whenever
you want to call it. We don't have large internal
organs and compared with the taper or some of these
other animals, so we're basically a snack and not worth
a bother is there. Like any other animal, they always
take the path at least resistance. Well, we started learning
that when they're following us, or when they're following us down,
there's going to be an engagement because you could look
back every so often you can see one peeking around
a tree, or you can hear when everybody stop and
you hear a stick snap. I mean, they're not ghosts.
They're very good stokers, and they're unbelievably intelligent, and they're
faster than anything I could ever imagine an animal that
Big Bean and I grew up seeing bears fight and
things like that, and they're nothing speed wise compared to
what these things are. These things are it's like they
eat speed for breakfast. But anyway, we saw that they
started following us, we thought, well, you know, if they're
following us, they're following the death squads and the leftists too,
so maybe we start following their footprints, start tracking the
groups of them, and they'll lead us to the other squads.
And it wasn't me that came up with this or
just the whole group. I was coming up with the ideas.
Ali thought it was a good idea. We started doing that,
and what we came to notice was as the tracks
would split up, like they'd start looking like they were
going different directions, that meant we were close to another
human installation. And if they split up like that, it
wasn't that the people were already dead. It meant they
were alive. And after the first or second time it
worked for us and we were able to run across
a death squad or a leftist group. We were thrilled.
Without man, we found the way to make it work,
until we realized, well, if we can figure it out,
we're no smarter than the people that were fighting against
They can figure it out too, So that made it
really scary. To that point, we were all terrified because
here you are you're following wolf men. You're being followed
by them. Sometimes you're fighting leftist gorillas at Russia and
Cuba they've trained them. You're also fighting the death squads
where they called them. They started calling them death squads.
They were never supposed to be death squads. There were
government troops that were supposed to be out that we're
actually part of the people we were fighting for, but
they had to be eliminated because they become such a liability.
It was just they were the worst people in the theater.
So anyway, we spent about four years off and on
with that type of a situation. And I was always
amazed that if one of the dogmen had found a
really really fresh killed, like say, there's a couple of
times we just got there and had a firefight and
we had not had a chance to clean up all
the dead yet are calling a metovac for any of
our guys that were hurt, And a dogman would find
a body that looks good to him and grab it,
and they'd run up one of those big trees where
they all trees all grow together and sit up there
and rip it apart, and it was like it was
like jeez, they couldn't wait, and people don't ask me,
did they stink. Yeah, they smelled like a combination of
urine and rotten meat. And that made sense to us
because many a time we saw, as it called the
descending sizes of dogmen picked through the people that hadn't
been buried yet. They would urinate around the piles or
around a kill, even a tape or whatever, to say, hey,
this is mine. Well, they're like an animal that they going.
They even your own dogs. Sometimes if they get a
little old, they start going on their leg or something.
They stink, But these things also stink because there are
forearms and their hands and legs. They were if they
got there before we did. They were standing in piles
of dead people. Some of these people were only a
few hours dead. Sometimes they'd be three, four or five
days dead before we found them, and the dogmen had
already found them. So yeah, you could tell on the
around because you could smell them. But on the other hand, too,
we got so complacent with that because nine times out
of ten, when we were on a patrol, you'd smell
that smell and it wouldn't be a dog man. He
looked just slightly off the trail. And it was some
poor soul that had been killed for whatever reason, and
they'd been there a while, there wasn't much left of them,
and so it was he couldn't always trust the fact
that it was you'd be able to smell them ahead
of time. So, like I said, that was my first
encounters with dogmen. It was very scary. It was very disheartening.
I mean, we were all young, muscle up guys that
we recruited because something about us had attracted these groups
to us, and every one of us had in common
that we were like the gym and we were shooters
and we could do whatever. And it just kind of
amazed me. He thought you were really tough until you
come down and you see this kind of stuff because
it was hell on earth, and you really lose faith
in humanity after you see something like that. So I
don't know what scared us worse actually, was the dog
and wolfmen or fighting with the death squads and the
leftist because these were groups of people the Leftists were
a little better than the death squads. The death squads
had absolutely no care about human life and lighting kind
of life. I mean they even killed the babies and
the dogs. Many villages. So we were just basically theres
doing some cleanup and forensics, and we saw them for
about four and a half years and learned more about
dog women and wolfmen than I ever knew existing, more
than ever wanted to know. I don't know if I
subscribed to the fact that once you see them, you'll
see more of them, because I'd never really had anything
supernatural happened to me, except for you know, before I
this was before my heart attack, but I'd never anything
supernatural happened to me in my life. I lived in
grimy old farmhouses out in the plains, and you know,
you'd think you'd have ghosts and spooks, but we didn't,
or at least I didn't see him anyway, So you
kind of expect that you'd have some type of something
about you that would drawn to you. My grandmother, she
was half Sue Lakota and half Gypsy, and she was
a seer. She could she had a gift, but my
sister didn't inherit it neither did I, so it's not
that it was anything supernatural about it for me and
we anyway, One part I left out of the story
was we did kill one of the dog men down there,
and that was that one. We used to have little
nicknames from them because their markings were a little different.
They were basically all black or like the big alpha
had a huge mane and went all the way down
his back to a big fluffy tail. Some of the
other ones had a smaller maine been on the size
of them, and they might have a little color marking
around the main. So anyway, we had nicknames for him
and the one that had killed our friend. He showed
back up again and later patrol and our sniper used
what they'd taught us and ops where they told us
to shoot him in the eye, through the eye, through
the eye socket. They said, they have an amazingly thick
skull like a bear does. If you bodies shot him
with a small caliber, they're like a bear where they
can run an amazing amount of yardage thirty five forty
mile an hour, have a chance to kill you in
half of your group before they bleed out. They said,
don't screw around, shoot him in the body, shoot him
in the eye socket. So anyway, our overwatch saw him
and LT said, yeah, take him, and he shot him
through the eye socket and he just dropped just like that.
Like a socket rice, and right away we found out
how heavy they are. At that point, all of us
was sitting around and trying to guess how heavy they were,
and we were always like, you think it's like a
little a BlackBerry, and think, well, they're staying five six
foot when they're standing up, they got to be that's
a four or five hundred pounder. Well, then we had
to roll it onto a gurney and have a helicopter
pick it up because we couldn't carry this thing back
up the ravine, and we had about eight guys on
the gurney. So later on we found out that the
big ones that are around ten foot or bigger can
go fifteen sixteen hundred pounds, and the eight to nine
footers are, you know, a little smaller, And it just
goes down to where those little ones, the little brown
ones that the big ones that always chase off. They
were anywhere from around five hundred pounds or so, three
to five hundred pounds worth five to six footers. The
seven to eight footers were eight hundred to one thousand pounds,
they told us, and the six to sevens were five
to eight hundred pounds. Way havn't we ever expected. But
it should have made sense because when we first got
to a it wasn't even a village. It was actually
a place where they used to process crops. At we
got there, we were looking around and there was some
dead down there, and we saw big Alpha was in
the pile eating, and another one got bold and tried
to get in and start eating and wanted some of
the soft part, and the big one just it's amazing
how fast he had talked and how loud it was,
grabbed it by the throat, started shaking it by the head,
took his left claw and like put it against this
other one's chest and threw him probably it was probably
four or five meters against a big tree, and it
hurt him some. He laid there for a minute. Then
he got up and he kind of sulked back off,
and all the others backed up. They let the big off.
U knew what he was doing, and once he'd had
his fall, he backed up and the others started coming in. Well,
by that time we'd had our prim and are all
clear to make sure there was no booby traps, no
you know, nobody waiting to snipe us. And then we
started our work and then a lot of times we
go into a place that it had been killed by
a dust squad, and they had a tendency a lot
of times liked to pile the bodies too, because if
they were in a hurry and not trying to make
a statement by doing cruel things to the people's body
as part of to screw us up mentally or the
other government troops up left mentally, what they would do
was they just throw in a pile, and sometimes they'd
burn them, but we must have been close enough on
the heels that they didn't bother burning them. So anyway,
most of the time they were in piles. Sometimes if
we didn't have time for them to pile them up,
we would get there and they'd have them staged around
in different ways, trying to horrify whoever found them. That
was my basically about all I can really talk about
my first account. The later experiences totally took me by surprise,
because even though I knew that these things were on
every country in the world, Great America had a huge population, well,
as did Sibery in Canada. Mean obviously, Canon is part
of North America, and they'd had a different type in
South America. But they'd always been populated by him. It
shouldn't have surprised me and I saw one up here
in the States, but it did. It was like the
first time I ever seen one. But I immediately tripped
right back into my days as a young man, just
like instantly flicking a light switch. And what had happened
was I was moving to the East Coast and a
friend of mine had loaned me he had a brand
new pickup, and I had to clean the stickers out
of the windows and so forth to take it. And
I asked him, I said, but you know, I'm moving
a whole a bunch of boxes and stuff. And I
bought one of those rubber stretching nets to put over
the top. And the weather looked pretty decent. Can I
can I borrow your truck? And it was a company truck,
and you know, he had a bunch of trucks, but
I still hated borrowing a brand new and he goes, yeah, yeah, sure,
he does take it whatever you need, because I appreciate,
you know, all the work you did for years or whatever.
You just take it and keep it there for a
week or so to get some rest. And then I
had back if you'l okay, and I said, well, thanks
a lot. That's great, you know. And one thing is
since my earlier days, all through my life, I never
had a concealed carry up until like the last couple
of years. But I've always carried a minimum of two
to three side arms, fixed blade and a switchblade everywhere
I went. And it wasn't just the dog man thing.
It was seeing the evil of human beings. It is
just I always wanted to be prepared and every time
I spent a lot of years working the roads doing construction,
and I always had a shotgun on my back seat
with a pistol grip and red dot and a real
super heavy duty flashlight on it that would really light
the area up. I know there's a big debate back
and forth, should you have a light on the end
of the gun it makes a target or not. I've
always found that you can also blind your opponent too
for a couple of seconds, and if you don't shoot
over a couple of seconds, you shouldn't have the gun.
So anyway, that was why it lived, and I always
I always had either nine millimeter or one of my
forty five's on my side anyway to get back to
our story. I'm traveling and I had taken I'm back
and forth moving my stuff so many times, and I'd
taken the interstates every time, and interstates I took those
all the years I was doing instruction. And people say, oh,
you've been all over the world of the country and
you've seen everything, And I said, no, not really. I've
saw the interstate guardrails and the next exit you see
a little bit of the country, not much. So I
decided I'm taking the back routes. And I got off
the road, and I love the national forests around the Appalachia,
and I decided, you know, I'm going to go through
you know, Daniel and Thomas Jefferson and George Washington, and
I'm taking the back routes and seeing the little tiny
towns in West Virginia and Ohio, and I'll drop down
through Virginia because Virginia is another beautiful state. When you
get in there and you get off the main roads,
you just don't everywhere you look is like looking at
a poster. So anyway, I just want to enjoy some
of that. Well, I would driving for a long time
because when you the the GPS, when I plan my route.
It always it always takes you to the fastest route,
you know, to the U two, the big interstates, and
it was always a fourteen hour trip from where I
was at where I was going. You know, they never
give time for eating, for using the restroom, or for
getting fuel, so it always takes longer. And I thought, well,
you know what, I don't care. I'll just pull over
and take little power naps of the half hour power
nap and going again, because I've done that far too,
pull over a shopping center parking lot. But since I
was on these little two lane blacktops and stuff, there
really wasn't like a lot of big truck stops. There wasn't,
you know, any place I could really pull off. But
I started noticing that when I got onto the National Forest,
they had these little pull offs. It went up into
a mountain side usually, and they'd have a sealed gate
across the ways up in and they were long enough
that the rangers could pull a truck and trailer up
in there and unload their side by sides without opening
the gate, or if they wanted to open the gate,
then they could go in there. Well, I found one
just by uh, I can't remember the name of the
town now, I want to say it was just past
Bartow was in Pocahontas County, West Virginia, and it was
on State Route twoin fifty and I just hadn't crusted
wherever yet. I was sailing West Virginia and I noticed
that there was one of those pull offs and it
looked a little overgrown, but it looked longer than normal
because the way you kind of rapped throw the side
of the hill. So I thought, that's perfect. I can
pull up in there and grab me a half hour
of sleep. I glean the windows down a little bit,
get some air going through here, leave the truck runs
so I didn't freeze, but it was it was still
cold that time of year and getting cald even, I
should say. So I left the windows down a couple
of inches and UH turned the heater on a real,
real low, and it was it was great. I was
out in a heartbeat. Well then I heard something walking
in the woods. I heard sticks crunching the leaves, and
I thought, oh, I wonder what that is. And as
it got closer, I could hear something heavy crunching, and
I thought, I know what that is. It got me
all upset. That's a black mark. How can I be
so stupid? I stopped at a subway earlier that day
and I got one of those bacon ranch chicken foot
lungs and only eating half of it, and I wrapped
the rest of it bag up, and not even the
plastic bag, just the paper wrapper set it over you
on top of a box in my passenger seat, and
I thought, oh man, I better grab my gun and
hop out and find out what this is and fire
a warning shot. Scared off it's a black bear. I'll
feel terrible if I borrow my buddy's brand new truck
and clean the stickers off the windows and stuff, and
then some black bear tries to claw it all up,
climbing on the side to get a subway sandwich, and
I thought it was a BlackBerry. I forgot. I'll just
get out because I've been around bears for years, and
just get out and fire off a shot and run
it off and maybe grab a few more minutes of
sleep and take off. Well, anyway, I grabbed my gun
and opened the door and started around the door, and
there was like a little washot. I kind of climbed
up that onto the trees where it was a little higher,
and I got it around the first tree, in the
second tree, and that's probably fifteen meters away from my truck,
and I shine the light up my gun and I
see feet first. And I've been around these things enough,
I know exactly what those feet were. I go, oh no,
and I started going up those legs and his body,
and it was a big black dog man, not as
big as the alpha down in Central America, but he
was probably every bit of eight and nine foot and
his eyes were at the point, at that point in
time where it was dark enough, his pupil had gotten
so big there was hardly any yellow in his eyes,
but he had the glowing yellow eyes, and his pupils
are real big. And he started startling at me, and
I could see those fangs. And if you ever see
a dog man at close, I know a lot of
you have that are listening, their muzzle is long, but
the one I saw was wide too. It all not
quite as thick as a bear's, but similar to a bears.
It had the ears like a German shepherd, and when
it started growling, it laid its ears back like a
dog when it was starling at you. And I thought
this boy means business. So I thought, I know, I
can't make it back to the car. You cannot outrun
these things. I hear people a lot of times say that,
oh I'm alive because I outran it. I got away
from it. If you outran it, it really just wanted
to scare you, have a little fun, like a cat
playing with a mouse that wasn't interested in eating you.
Because if you ever see how fast these things can run, move,
jump between trees. They can run up and down a
tree like a squirrel and just amazing. I mean a
big tree obviously, because they're so heavy, a little and
they'd pull it right over. But anyway, getting back to
the sorry you go down the rabbit hole, getting back
to the story, to the encounter. I started doing, Now
what am I going to do? And it was just
like someone flipped the light switching and me went training
took over. I raised that gun, showing it right in
his face, right in his eyes, because I have a
fifteen hundred blomen led on all my weapons and hit
those pupils and you could hear him roar and roar
and squeel because they it hurts their eyes. Because his
pupils closed up to like dots of a pin and
his eyes were long yellow then, and I use that
to take four or five steps backwards or I was
back down on the low ground and he started didn't run,
he just started walking up for the edge of that
little little embankment there. I jumped in the car, slammed
my door, shut back out of there, hit the highway,
and took down the mountain. And it was funny looking
back because one of my boxes that I was carrying
jumped out fro underneath that rubber net thing because I
slammed on the brakes so hard and dropped it in
the drive and nailed. I was spinning tires and the
box dropped out, and I saw the box in the
rear view mirror when I took off, because I'd seen him.
He stepped down into the gravel into the lane as
I was backing out, and he didn't give chase, which
kind of surprised me. Stood there growling, and I backed
out at the road was gone, and I thought to myself,
I saw that box sitting there. I am not going
back for what that is. I don't care what it is.
I don't care if it was a box of cash.
I am not going back to get that. A dog
man wants to remember me, he can have whatever garbage
is in that box. And that was my last encounter,
my last experience. I was so it was amazing because
I was so tired. I couldn't even hardly see. When
I pulled off, there d a power napp and I'd
only been just a few minutes, but I was so
wired after that happened, I drove and drove and got
gas and I drove another three and a half hours
until I got home. I drove all the way home
and my wife was like, what are you doing? She goes,
I thought you were going to pull off and take
your little power naps, she was. I hate that you're
too cheap to stop at a hotel. But so I
told her what had happened. She's like, oh my god,
she goes. I can't believe that you saw one up here,
she goes, But she goes. Every time you turn on
a YouTube or any type of internet stuff, you see
stories encounters where people have seen dog men, sasquatches, she goes.
So she goes, you're just very low that it didn't
want to engage with you other than just scary off
and she goes, good thing you woke up too, And
I said, yeah, I know it is because I told her,
you know what went through my mind. First, she goes, what'side?
She goes, I thought it was some black bear that
was going to come scour up the whole side of
my buds truck trying to get what was left of
a subway sandwich. And she goes, well, that'll teach you
for sleeping in those little pull offs and so forth.
Speaker 1: I'd say that did teach you a lesson for pulling
off and trying to sleep there, but you should be
able to do that without any problems. I just hate
the fact that here you tried to do that to
catch up on at least a little bit of sleep,
and that happened to you. That's horrible. If you've had
a dog mean encounter, I would like to speak with
me about it, whether in private or on the show,
Please go to Dogmanencounters dot com and submit a report.
If you've had a big foot sighting and would like
to be a guest on one of my two bigfoot shows,
please go to my Bigfoot Sighting dot I've got a
lot of questions here to ask you and we're over
an hour in. Would you be okay with coming back
to do a part two so I could ask all
these questions.
Speaker 2: Yeah, that would be fine, Rick.
Speaker 1: Okay, great, let's do that.
Speaker 2: Then.
Speaker 1: Well, I'll just have you come back so I can
ask all these questions and we'll take it from there.
But I just want to thank you so much for
coming on here in the first place to share all
these experiences with us. I really appreciate it.
Speaker 2: Well, you know, I really appreciate your help, du Vic,
because outside of the group of guys that were down
there with me, we had fifteen in our squad. We
all trained together from day one, stayed together. Nine of
them died. One of them was from the dog Men.
Eight of them were killing firefights and explosions. There was
only six of us left. Three of them died of cancer,
and as of right now, I've got cancer. I'll just
thank God the last treatments seemed to put it in remission.
One of my best friends, he's got cancer. The guy
that was our breacher and M sixty man. He was
a big dude. He was a real gent rate of
all of us. He was six ' five, three hundred
and forty pounds, when he was on there. Now he's
withered away, he's in hospice. So the only ones that
ever knew of any of this were our LT and
his wife, the three of us and our wives, and
just felt like I had to tell somebody, and I
just I know there's gonna be a lot of people
that don't believe it, But there's a lot of things
that go on in this world that they sound more
like a movie than reality until you live it. Then
it makes it doubly hard to believe because you're like,
this can't be real, this can't be true. I can't
be looking at wear wolves they're trying to eat dead people,
But here it is, and I knew they weren't wear wolves.
Number One, I don't believe that humans can change their
whole bone structure and all of this. And I believe
that these are animals that have always been here. Because
we do a little research on them, you find that
even the Native Americans have been talking about them forever.
So I believe they're the same type of thing like
a satsquatch, not the same animal, but something that's been
here for a long time. They're just not in the
mainframe where people see them. All the time, like horses
or dogs or cats or cattle or whatever. So obviously
we've become very much a society. Unless we see it
or it happens to us, we tend not to believe it.
My message to people is, please have an open mind
if you believe my story, grade if you don't, that's
fine too. But there's some things I like people to
learn from about it is don't challenge these things. If
you can think you can back off. Is we learned
and it worked down there that most of the time
they're not actually after you to each hear something. They
really get off like a cat does playing with a
mouse and instilling fear, creating fear, playing with you a
little bit. But if attack becomes inevitable, inevitable, you shoot
them through the eye. They get a thick skull like
a bear. Bullets a lot of times glance off, but
the eye opening is very big and the bullet will
go right straight into the brain and it drops them,
just like any other animal the world. And another thing
I'd like to pass on to people is I've met
the men in Black. I worked around the men in block,
the black helicopters, and don't play chicken with these guys.
I always hear people I'd do this, and I'd do that,
I'd send my pictures to attorneys and all this. It's
just garbage. People. You really think that an agency that
doesn't answer to anybody in the United States government, including
the President, is going to worry about leaning on an
attorney and if they can't make him play ball, making
them disappear. These people are not a joke. It's not.
It was a funny movie Men in Black, but these
people are not a joke. And just like the truck
driver that shot the one up on the man of
Steve Forrest found they will start off nicely, just giving
you a warning and you should be polite and thank
you sir, handing your phone. Let them delete your stuff
and check your calls, and don't tell them I sent
it to ten friends. You're not a very good friend
if you do, because now you've sicked them on them.
Next thing they go to is credit rating, home loans, mortgages, insurance,
your job. They can destroy your life. They can call
your mortgage through the bank. Because here's a little thing
I learned that's through signing an NDA that I never knew.
People don't realize that all the structural and homeowners insurance
the United States, especially the flood control in FEMA, is
all backed up by FEMA and by US government money.
So when these agencies decide that they want your mortgage
called in or want you out of your house, it's
just a couple of clicks on the computer for them,
and the insurance company will always side with them. And
then the very last step is if you're still a problem,
you'll just disappear.
Speaker 1: Those are good words of advice. I've said that tons
of times. You just cannot beat the government.
Speaker 2: Carl.
Speaker 1: I wish this was all just some bad nightmare that
you could wake up from, but unfortunately we know that's
not the case, and for that I am so sorry.
I just hate the fact you've had to experience all this.
But having said that again, I want to thank you
so much for your time for coming on and sharing
these experiences. And with that said, I'll just catch you
next week.