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Speaker 1: get him in here now. Tonight's guest is Dominic dom
Speaker 1: Welcome to the show.
Speaker 2: Thanks for having me.
Speaker 1: Oh you know you're welcome. Dom Please give us a
Speaker 1: brief bio in yourself.
Speaker 2: My name's Dominic Jones. Live here in New York City, PA.
Speaker 2: Used to live in Gettysburg and Harrisburg a few years back.
Speaker 2: I only just started high school too, and which makes
Speaker 2: this whole thing even more crazy. And uh, it's about
Speaker 2: it for me.
Speaker 1: Yeah, you've got enough going on in your life when
Speaker 1: you're starting high school. You don't need anything like a dogman,
Speaker 1: a counter complicating things. That's definitely not good.
Speaker 2: Couldn't agree anymore.
Speaker 1: Yeah, definitely, it's understandable. Dom. Your encounter happened the week
Speaker 1: of July nineteenth, of twenty twenty two. Actually at your
Speaker 1: pop Pop's property. Is your pop pop your dad or
Speaker 1: your grandpa.
Speaker 2: My grandpa?
Speaker 1: Yeah? Okay, I see were you on his property at
Speaker 1: the time, without revealing any of the particulars about the
Speaker 1: actual encounter itself, Yeah, in a backyard. Okay, I see,
Speaker 1: if you're in the backyard, what can you tell us
Speaker 1: about his property?
Speaker 2: So on either side was the creek, and then you're
Speaker 2: foliage and then the rest of the forest and the
Speaker 2: back So on the right side of the backyard was
Speaker 2: the gravel path which led to the garage, and then
Speaker 2: heading straight from the back of the trailer was like
Speaker 2: the main part of the woods.
Speaker 1: How big was that woods?
Speaker 2: Say, about probably about five miles out?
Speaker 1: It had a span of about five miles.
Speaker 2: Uh yep. And then it connected to some corn fields
Speaker 2: and then into the mountainous regions.
Speaker 1: No wonder you had a dog men hanging around? What
Speaker 1: did you have in the way of moving the water.
Speaker 2: There was mainly a dock like a boating dock where
Speaker 2: you could store boats and you know, get him out
Speaker 2: whenever you would like, which was the only thing kind
Speaker 2: of cutting off the path of the creek.
Speaker 1: Was it a fairly large creek or almost a brook?
Speaker 2: It was so small, that's say, fairly large creek went
Speaker 2: all the way to the mountains.
Speaker 1: Well, yeah, like I said, no wonder you had a
Speaker 1: dog man hanging around. From what I understand, your pop
Speaker 1: pop was with you when you saw that dog man.
Speaker 1: What kind of an effected seeing it have on him?
Speaker 2: I'd say, kind of the same effect on me, except
Speaker 2: I'm not sure what it was. But he seemed a
Speaker 2: little unfazed by it, and like he kind of brushed
Speaker 2: it off the come morning.
Speaker 1: That's interesting if he was unfazed. It sure makes me
Speaker 1: wonder if you might have had another experience that he
Speaker 1: didn't tell you about. Did he ever tell you about
Speaker 1: any strange experiences that he might have had that involved
Speaker 1: a dog man? Not that I can recall now. Sure
Speaker 1: it does make you wonder because seeing a dog man
Speaker 1: for the first time normally has some pretty wide, sweeping,
Speaker 1: prominent effects on how a person is going to react,
Speaker 1: So that's pretty strange. You listened to the show for
Speaker 1: a long time before he had that experience. Was that
Speaker 1: because you believed in existence of dog men or did
Speaker 1: you see the show as just a form of entertainment.
Speaker 2: I used to listen. I still listen to it every night,
Speaker 2: but me and my dad would actually play the stories
Speaker 2: and fall asleep to him. But yeah, I believed him
Speaker 2: way before the encounter.
Speaker 1: I'm glad you did, and as you saw, they really
Speaker 1: do exist. Do you think the fact that you'd been
Speaker 1: listening to the show before you had that experience helped
Speaker 1: you or hindered you when it came to your ability
Speaker 1: to deal with it.
Speaker 2: I'd say helped definitely.
Speaker 1: Yeah. I'm sure you can only imagine, having experienced it yourself,
Speaker 1: how traumatic it would have been if you didn't even
Speaker 1: know about these guys being in existence, if it just
Speaker 1: was laid on you without any warning, that would really
Speaker 1: heighten the difficulty you would have had. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, definitely.
Speaker 1: So you said that your pop pop handled it pretty well,
Speaker 1: he took it and stride, and you said it affected
Speaker 1: you pretty much the same way. Does that mean you
Speaker 1: never had any trouble with nightmares, any lingering effects at all.
Speaker 2: I'd say for like the next month or base the
Speaker 2: rest of summer, I was like way too scared to
Speaker 2: even go outside, and like the nightmares were like horrible.
Speaker 1: If that's the case, it did affect you pretty strongly,
Speaker 1: which is to be expected. I mean, it's not going
Speaker 1: to give you the warm and fuzzies to have an
Speaker 1: experience like that. I'm wondering, though, now that you've seen
Speaker 1: a dog man with your own two eyes, what do
Speaker 1: you think they are? Do you think they're spiritual beings
Speaker 1: or flesh and blood creatures?
Speaker 2: But saying they're flesh and blood just a part of
Speaker 2: nature just out there.
Speaker 1: You just might be right about that. It's hard to
Speaker 1: say for sure. All right, don please tell us about
Speaker 1: that encounter. Now, give us everal last detail that comes
Speaker 1: to mind. All right.
Speaker 2: So, earlier that week, my mom dropped me off so
Speaker 2: we could spend time with my pop pop, you know,
Speaker 2: hang out with him, since he was going through his
Speaker 2: battles with cancer. So we were dropped off so we
Speaker 2: could just hang out. And later that week he showed
Speaker 2: me this go cart and we started working on it together,
Speaker 2: trying to fix it because it was a really old
Speaker 2: old go cart. So we were fixing it and he
Speaker 2: told me to go drive it around test it. So
Speaker 2: I took it up to the top of a hill
Speaker 2: that was that left of the right side of the
Speaker 2: backyard where it was the gravel in the road, and
Speaker 2: I was going down the hill and the brakes weren't working,
Speaker 2: so I had to skid to a hole. And it's
Speaker 2: about seven thirty forty ish in the afternoon, so the
Speaker 2: sun's just barely going down. And as I'm skidding to
Speaker 2: the hole at the bottom of this gravel, I hear
Speaker 2: snorting noise coming from this foliage that's about eight feet tall,
Speaker 2: and I'm like about nine feet away, and I look
Speaker 2: up and I just see these like the top muzzle
Speaker 2: of what looks like a dog. It looks like almost
Speaker 2: like a German shepherd, but its ears are perked straight
Speaker 2: up and it has these like amber eyes. And it
Speaker 2: was just disgusting. And the smell, the smell from the thing,
Speaker 2: it was really bad. It smelled like garbage and like, uh, decay,
Speaker 2: that's what smell it, Yeah, garbage and decay. And it's
Speaker 2: just staring straight at me, and it's like ten seconds
Speaker 2: of just us looking at each other, and that thing's
Speaker 2: breathing really loudly, and then it clicks in my head.
Speaker 2: Oh sorry, it clicks in my head that this is
Speaker 2: the thing, that's the thing from the stories that I've
Speaker 2: been listening to. So I get up from the go
Speaker 2: kart and I'm running back to the where the trailer is,
Speaker 2: and I'm like screaming that there's a dog man and
Speaker 2: you need to look at it. So my pop Pop
Speaker 2: he turns around and he he looks at this thing,
Speaker 2: and it's like, I guess it was watching me run
Speaker 2: like run straight to him, and then it starts booking
Speaker 2: it into the woods and you could hear it. Its
Speaker 2: feet had to be so massive, because every time it
Speaker 2: took a step, it was like a small little boom.
Speaker 2: And he was talking to the neighbor about doing some
Speaker 2: reconstruction on his house, and the neighbor he didn't see it,
Speaker 2: but he definitely heard it too. And for the rest
Speaker 2: of the day, I was all shook up. And that
Speaker 2: was basically the talk for like every conversation was about it.
Speaker 1: Yeah, it sounds like you did have a lot to
Speaker 1: talk about. How far were you from Pop Pop's trailer
Speaker 1: when you saw it?
Speaker 2: For the first time, probably about fifteen feet.
Speaker 1: Oh close, You're really close at that point. If you
Speaker 1: were only fifteen feet away from his trailer, was his
Speaker 1: door pretty much right there, just about fifteen feet away
Speaker 1: from me as well? Or was it further away?
Speaker 2: It was a further away.
Speaker 1: Because it was further away. Is that why you didn't
Speaker 1: bail off of the go kart and run for the
Speaker 1: front door or was it another reason?
Speaker 2: It kind of just went through my head that I
Speaker 2: had to get up and go, and I didn't want
Speaker 2: to stay there where I was out of sight from
Speaker 2: where my pop pop and the neighbor were, So that's
Speaker 2: why I got up. I left the go cart behind
Speaker 2: and just started running.
Speaker 1: Yeah, at first I thought it didn't really affect you
Speaker 1: all that much, but it definitely sounds like it did,
Speaker 1: and like I said, also understandably so you never expected
Speaker 1: to see something like this, even if you listen to
Speaker 1: the show. You never do expect to have a dog
Speaker 1: in an encounter until you do have one. How tall
Speaker 1: would you say it was? He said that you could
Speaker 1: hear the impacts of its feet hitting the ground as
Speaker 1: it was running.
Speaker 2: Looking at the foliage, being about about eight feet maybe
Speaker 2: a little higher and seeing to the top of where
Speaker 2: that thing's ears were, I'd say almost nine feet or like.
Speaker 2: Couldn't really get a good estimate since I was sitting
Speaker 2: down on the go kart.
Speaker 1: Yeah, that would make it more difficult. If you had
Speaker 1: to guess on a weight, what would you.
Speaker 2: Say, Well, based off the way it was running, say
Speaker 2: definitely over three hundred pounds. That thing was booming.
Speaker 1: If it was making noise like that and it was
Speaker 1: a nine footer, then yeah, I'm pretty sure it weighed
Speaker 1: quite a bit more than three hundred pounds. I wouldn't
Speaker 1: be surprised if it was closer to maybe seven or
Speaker 1: eight hundred. But I wasn't there, you were. It might
Speaker 1: have been interrex sick. How would you describe its build
Speaker 1: speaking of that? Was it really thin or more powerfully built?
Speaker 2: That's the part I didn't really see because he was
Speaker 2: covered up. Well, I'd assume it was a he covered
Speaker 2: up by the brush, so all I saw was the
Speaker 2: top of its muzzle. And there isn't a bear in
Speaker 2: the world that we had in that part of the
Speaker 2: county that would ever have a looked like that thing,
Speaker 2: So I'd say it probably was muscular.
Speaker 1: Yeah, that would fit the mold they normally are. But
Speaker 1: then again, like I said, I wasn't there and you were,
Speaker 1: there are some that are skinny, so you never know.
Speaker 1: Pop Pop saw that dog me unto you said, With
Speaker 1: that in mind, did he implement some new rules for you,
Speaker 1: what you could do, what you couldn't do, to try
Speaker 1: and keep you safe.
Speaker 2: I remember we weren't able to go near the woods
Speaker 2: without him or someone else nearby, because we used to
Speaker 2: just be able to go in there perfectly fine until
Speaker 2: that happened.
Speaker 1: Yeah, it definitely does compliment kate things when you have
Speaker 1: a dog men running around. I know the answer is
Speaker 1: probably no, but to be thorough, I'm gonna ask you anyway,
Speaker 1: did either you or Pop Pop share this information with
Speaker 1: any neighbors about what you had seen?
Speaker 2: Yeah, the neighbors came over and we were all talking
Speaker 2: about it.
Speaker 1: What they have to say.
Speaker 2: I remember my aunt she said that well, she didn't
Speaker 2: believe it, but she was on the other side of
Speaker 2: the trailer park, so of course she didn't believe it.
Speaker 2: But the neighbor who was there, he said that it
Speaker 2: actually happened. I tried to say that it did happen.
Speaker 2: My pop tried like we tried to convince the others
Speaker 2: that it was real, but they didn't really listen.
Speaker 1: Yeah, that's how it normally goes. If your aunt didn't
Speaker 1: believe you and pop Pop, did that cause any friction
Speaker 1: between the two of them because she's calling him a
Speaker 1: liar If he says something happened and she says, no,
Speaker 1: I don't believe it.
Speaker 2: I remember he kind of just said that it doesn't
Speaker 2: really matter if she had believed it or not, but
Speaker 2: he said that it happened and that he knew that
Speaker 2: it was real.
Speaker 1: It's really a shame when you're a well adjusted adult
Speaker 1: and you have this experience you never asked to have
Speaker 1: in the first place, and then when you go to
Speaker 1: tell family members and friends about it they rebuff you.
Speaker 1: It really is a shame, it really is. What can
Speaker 1: you tell us about Its coat.
Speaker 2: Had like this, I'd say, like really dark brown coat
Speaker 2: with those like a German shepherd like a Orangish coat. Streaks,
Speaker 2: like around where the top of its head would be
Speaker 2: was that dark colored fur. And then what I'd assume
Speaker 2: is around where like cheekbones would be, you could see
Speaker 2: something coming up of that like a German shepherd type
Speaker 2: color and the rest of the head was that dirty brown.
Speaker 1: What can you tell us about the length of its coat?
Speaker 2: See, it looked really mangy, like that diseased looking coat.
Speaker 1: Huh, Yeah, it might have had means just hard to say.
Speaker 1: Does that mean that where it did have fur, it
Speaker 1: was the same length all over its body.
Speaker 2: Now kind of recalling it on the side of Yes,
Speaker 2: if I was looking out of this thing's eyes, the
Speaker 2: left side of its face had like, yes, a shorter
Speaker 2: patch of hair near where its eye and up to
Speaker 2: its muzzle would be like, that's kind of like a
Speaker 2: just less hair there, and kind of that you could
Speaker 2: see some of its skin basically, especially near the eye.
Speaker 1: As it was running away from you and pop pop.
Speaker 1: What kind of an angle did it take at any point?
Speaker 1: Was it running straight away or was it always running
Speaker 1: at an angle?
Speaker 2: So it was running more towards the right where the
Speaker 2: creek was, and like heading in that direction.
Speaker 1: Well, it sounds like you still got a really good
Speaker 1: view of its backside if that's the case. Did you
Speaker 1: see a tail?
Speaker 2: Not really, because the second I guess it ran away,
Speaker 2: I was already halfway towards the trailer.
Speaker 1: Understandable, no harm there. I definitely understand it. I get it.
Speaker 1: If it was running away from you and you didn't
Speaker 1: see a tail. This all happened in Pennsylvania, So by
Speaker 1: chance did you notice if it had if it possibly
Speaker 1: had a mean on it?
Speaker 2: HM? Mean, I don't think so.
Speaker 1: No, huh in Pennsylvania. That's kind of strange, but you
Speaker 1: never know they have variances. What about its ears? Would
Speaker 1: you describe its ears as being more in the sides
Speaker 1: of its head or on top of its head?
Speaker 2: More of on top of its head?
Speaker 1: Yeah, that fits for a chiline type dog.
Speaker 2: Man.
Speaker 1: I guess I shouldn't put words in your mouth, though.
Speaker 1: How would you describe its leg structure?
Speaker 2: It's oh, could you repeat that real quick?
Speaker 1: Sure, no problem. How do you describe its legs structure?
Speaker 1: In other words, would you describe its legs is being
Speaker 1: more like that of a dog's back legs or a
Speaker 1: human's back legs or human's legs? I should say.
Speaker 2: That part I also didn't see, but based off the
Speaker 2: the tracks I saw the next morning, say probably the
Speaker 2: dog legs.
Speaker 1: So I definitely was a canine type, well canine type
Speaker 1: with ears on top of its head, digitigrade style legs.
Speaker 1: That does fit they both do. After that experience, were
Speaker 1: there any times when, maybe late at night, you heard
Speaker 1: some sounds that didn't fit, didn't sound like an ordinary
Speaker 1: run to the mill animal?
Speaker 2: Oh, eleven, I remember eleven thirty five. I really couldn't
Speaker 2: sleep that whole night. And I was in the living
Speaker 2: room and the window that was facing towards the like
Speaker 2: the side of the trailer. There was something at like
Speaker 2: walking around and at the window, and you could hear
Speaker 2: it grunting and like just you could hear the gravel
Speaker 2: being shifted and then like onto the grass part, and
Speaker 2: then it would come up more to like the front
Speaker 2: of the house, no, not house trailer, more to the
Speaker 2: front of the trailer, and then back to the window.
Speaker 1: Speaking of it running away like you just touched on there,
Speaker 1: that brings up another good question for you. What kind
Speaker 1: of substrate was it running on as it ran away?
Speaker 1: In other words, what kind of ground surface was it
Speaker 1: running on?
Speaker 2: It was like for me currently like the high brush,
Speaker 2: and it's a kind of wetter ground.
Speaker 1: Well, if it was running through brush like that and
Speaker 1: fairly wet ground, then it must have left some prints.
Speaker 1: Did you ever go through that area to look for
Speaker 1: Prince yep.
Speaker 2: Immediately in the morning, I told my pop that there
Speaker 2: was something that was running around that night. We went outside,
Speaker 2: we saw tracks like in the more of the grass
Speaker 2: and the like, not too much of the gravel, but
Speaker 2: it had definitely been disrupted of such, and we started
Speaker 2: following it back through the brush where I saw it
Speaker 2: originally and he had saw it. At first, I didn't
Speaker 2: want to go in because I thought something bad might happen,
Speaker 2: but we pushed through the brush and we find the
Speaker 2: prints on this thing, and even now looking back, that
Speaker 2: thing's feet had to be like three times three times
Speaker 2: the size of my hand alone. We followed it to
Speaker 2: the creek, and about quarter of a mile out we
Speaker 2: find a deer that had been completely just mauled, like
Speaker 2: parts of where its rib cage would be were just
Speaker 2: chunks taken out, and from its chest down to more
Speaker 2: of like its waste area had been destroyed and tossed
Speaker 2: around near the creek, and like chunks of it were
Speaker 2: just everywhere, and its throat was still intact, which, man,
Speaker 2: it couldn't have been any animal that I know that
Speaker 2: does that, because there was no wild dogs around that area.
Speaker 2: The only the biggest animal I saw around there that
Speaker 2: wasn't that thing was a fox, and to see that
Speaker 2: deer like that, we immediately turned back and we did
Speaker 2: not want any part of what we assumed was actually
Speaker 2: at that creek.
Speaker 1: If you found those prints like you did, what more
Speaker 1: can you tell us about how those prints looked? I
Speaker 1: guess I should probably preface this before I ask you
Speaker 1: to do that, so that you know, any quadrupedal animal
Speaker 1: that walks in a digitigrade manner, deer, dogs, whatever, that
Speaker 1: walks on all fours, that walks on its toes, the
Speaker 1: very front prints that it leaves are always bigger than
Speaker 1: its rear prints. If the animal is a quadruped that
Speaker 1: walks planta grade, then the back feet the back prints
Speaker 1: are bigger than the fronts. But having said all that,
Speaker 1: understand that the biggest prince that a wolf has ever
Speaker 1: left were five inches wide six inches long. Their prints
Speaker 1: are more elongated in appearance than a dog's prints are going
Speaker 1: to be, for example. But with that in mind, how
Speaker 1: do you describe the size of these prints? And were
Speaker 1: there any particular features about the prince that stood out
Speaker 1: besides that?
Speaker 2: Well, I'd definitely say the prints were like deep in
Speaker 2: the earth, like the ground, if you will, like very deep,
Speaker 2: and I think now if I was to put my
Speaker 2: hand in it, it would be probably about a foot
Speaker 2: wide or no more than a foot wide, probably a
Speaker 2: foot and a half wide. Oh, I'll also be in
Speaker 2: like it's really hard to describe, but just these massive
Speaker 2: prints and they looked, uh like so in the front
Speaker 2: of each of these toes which I'd assume they were
Speaker 2: were like especially like dug into and then kind of
Speaker 2: like ripped out of where I'd assume it was running from,
Speaker 2: and it looked like a dog dog's foot each step,
Speaker 2: but also with that part of the ground ripped out
Speaker 2: by what I'd assume is the what are they called
Speaker 2: claws on its feet or the nails on its toes.
Speaker 1: Yeah, yeah, it feels a dog man that it had
Speaker 1: claws on its feet. But eighteen inch wide. You said
Speaker 1: that the prince looked to be about eighteen inches wide.
Speaker 2: M taking a rough guess, i'd say about that. Yeah.
Speaker 1: Wow, I've never heard of prince approaching that size. I've
Speaker 1: heard of them being about the size of a dinner
Speaker 1: plate for a twelve footer, but never anything even approaching
Speaker 1: eighteen inches wide. Is there any possibility that as it
Speaker 1: ran through that area that the ground was soggy enough
Speaker 1: where it was pulling up mud, and that enlarged the prince.
Speaker 1: So the prince looked bigger than the actual feet that
Speaker 1: left the prince.
Speaker 2: M Yeah, yeah, that would make more sense.
Speaker 1: Something was going on if you found eighteen inch wide prints, Yeah,
Speaker 1: something was going on to make those prints bigger than
Speaker 1: what was actually sticking into the ground in the form
Speaker 1: of feet, because yeah, their feet just don't get that big.
Speaker 1: They get huge, like I said, dinner plate sized, And
Speaker 1: when you see a cannid print as the size of
Speaker 1: a dinner plate, that gets your motor running. But yeah,
Speaker 1: nothing that's eighteen inches wide or like I said, even
Speaker 1: approaching that. So it makes me wonder what was going
Speaker 1: on there. Did you notice a left left, right right
Speaker 1: or a left right left right pattern to those prints.
Speaker 2: Say the left right, left, right, left right, so.
Speaker 1: It definitely was running on two legs in Yeah. The
Speaker 1: reason why I asked that is if you see a
Speaker 1: left left, right right pattern, then it's quadrupedal. If it's
Speaker 1: left right, left right, then obviously it's running bipedal. So
Speaker 1: that's why I asked you about that. Well, let's get
Speaker 1: into some of the listeners' questions from the live chat. Now,
Speaker 1: the first question would be from d Truth and D
Speaker 1: wants to know how big was the head compared to
Speaker 1: a German shepherd's head, and also he wants to know
Speaker 1: did you see any teeth.
Speaker 2: I didn't see any teeth since it was on about
Speaker 2: top part of its muzzle, so about where its nose
Speaker 2: would be hanging like over the foliage, So I didn't
Speaker 2: see anything below that. But its head was like massive,
Speaker 2: this like massive head, and best thing I can use
Speaker 2: to describe its head it would probably be about hm see,
Speaker 2: like compared to a German shepherd's head, like about almost
Speaker 2: three times the size of a German shepherd's head.
Speaker 1: Well, that's a pretty big head. But if it's a
Speaker 1: nine footer, then yeah, I could have a head that big.
Speaker 1: That's pretty sizable. Before I go on to the next question,
Speaker 1: just a reminder, I've got an announcement to make at
Speaker 1: the end of tonight's show. Well, it's not really going
Speaker 1: to be the end of the show. It's going to
Speaker 1: be at the tail end or close to the end
Speaker 1: of the show. I should say. It's a big announcement
Speaker 1: that you're not going to want to miss. But moving
Speaker 1: on to the next question for you. Dom Dee also
Speaker 1: wants to know did it sound like it ran on
Speaker 1: two or four legs? We've answered that question. It definitely
Speaker 1: was running on too, but did it sound like it
Speaker 1: was running on two or four legs?
Speaker 2: It sounded like two legs because it would be like
Speaker 2: boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom, and you
Speaker 2: could hear and almost feel every individual step it took.
Speaker 1: Wow, must have been a big boy if you could
Speaker 1: feel like that had to have been. The next question
Speaker 1: is from Nadine Smith, and she wants to know how
Speaker 1: many other people have seen it. He said that some
Speaker 1: of the neighbors were talking with you about it, But
Speaker 1: how many people in the area have you noticed talking
Speaker 1: about this?
Speaker 2: Really? Only my pop he was the only one who
Speaker 2: had seen it.
Speaker 1: I must have been confused. I thought you said that
Speaker 1: at least some of the neighbors were talking about it,
Speaker 1: almost like they had seen it.
Speaker 2: Before they came over because my pop pop had told
Speaker 2: them about it. They came over to talk about it. Oh,
Speaker 2: part I left out. I completely forgot about it. These cats,
Speaker 2: these outdoor cats had been going missing for a while,
Speaker 2: so that was also a big topic when the neighbors
Speaker 2: came over to talk about this thing. But based off
Speaker 2: what I know, nobody else saw it except me and
Speaker 2: my pop Pop.
Speaker 1: Dog men are hard on cats, so it wouldn't surprise me.
Speaker 1: It feels taken them out like it was going out
Speaker 1: of style. It looks like Nadine also wants to know
Speaker 1: how long its snout was.
Speaker 2: It's smeut hmmm. I mean I was looking up on it,
Speaker 2: so had kind of a like a medium sized snout
Speaker 2: for what I'd assume, I guess how big its head was,
Speaker 2: so thinking of it, I'd say, hm, hm, oh, like
Speaker 2: seven inch snout like coming out from its face.
Speaker 1: That's a fairly good sized snout for had that size though,
Speaker 1: I guess not, but I guess it depends on how
Speaker 1: wide that snout was too. The muzzle was, But then again, yeah,
Speaker 1: it wasn't there. It might have looked a lot bigger
Speaker 1: than what I've got in mind that you're describing it
Speaker 1: as being.
Speaker 2: Oh, the muzzle that was actually pretty wide. It was wide,
Speaker 2: so I guess it's proportions on its face. It's snout
Speaker 2: and muzzle were definitely a lot shorter. On its face
Speaker 2: than its head.
Speaker 1: Yeah, they must have been, or it must have been
Speaker 1: because ef it's head was about three times the size
Speaker 1: of a German shepherd's head. Then that's a big head.
Speaker 1: And if it's muzzle, it's only seven inches long or so.
Speaker 1: That's a pretty small short snout, I should say, if
Speaker 1: we're head that big. The next question is from audacious
Speaker 1: Amber Hamber. She wants to know any mind speaker dread feelings.
Speaker 1: Thank you. Uh.
Speaker 2: I was actually talking to my girlfriend earlier and I
Speaker 2: was talking about my experience, and I was telling her
Speaker 2: about how, you know, every time I do think of it,
Speaker 2: it's not as bad as what I used to but
Speaker 2: it just reminds me that these things are real and
Speaker 2: it gives me that like that like shiver that goes
Speaker 2: up your spine and stuff, that cold feeling. But like
Speaker 2: I said, not as bad as it used to be.
Speaker 1: I'm glad that as time goes by, it's and easier
Speaker 1: to think about and deal with. Thank goodness for that.
Speaker 1: This next question for you is from to be or not.
Speaker 2: To be, and.
Speaker 1: They want to know looking back, do you get the
Speaker 1: sense the dog man was intelligent?
Speaker 2: Hmmm, I'm not too not too sure, I know it
Speaker 2: came back, but that's about the most intelligent thing I
Speaker 2: can think of, that it was able to come back
Speaker 2: to the trailer. But I remember Matt, I didn't see
Speaker 2: any signs that they could have tried to get in
Speaker 2: or do something.
Speaker 1: I don't, thank Goodness for that. And just to verify.
Speaker 1: Nadine Smith wants to know, Obvious said it came back,
Speaker 1: but was that the only time that you saw it.
Speaker 2: Yeah, that was the only time I saw it.
Speaker 1: Thank goodness or that. Audaisias Amber wants to know if
Speaker 1: you saw what the eye color was?
Speaker 2: Had these amber coat like amber colored eyes, so i'd
Speaker 2: say like a dark amber color.
Speaker 1: Yeah, that's pretty typical. Wellington Wallace wants to know if
Speaker 1: you smelled anything strange.
Speaker 2: Yeah, that thing definitely. Like I said earlier, it smelled
Speaker 2: like garbage and like rotten beat, like that decay smell.
Speaker 1: That's pretty typical too. That fits. Sam Klin wants to
Speaker 1: know did you see the teeth or claws?
Speaker 2: I saw the claw marks on the deer, but teeth, well,
Speaker 2: I saw the chunks taken out of the deer too,
Speaker 2: so I didn't see them physically, but I can definitely
Speaker 2: tell you that thing must have been like had some
Speaker 2: ferocious claws on it, because the streaks of that deer,
Speaker 2: I don't really know how why to say they were,
Speaker 2: but like they were decently wide like streaks on that
Speaker 2: deer's like carcass.
Speaker 1: I'm sure it did that ferocious clause. Unfortunately, that goes
Speaker 1: together as far as talking about dogging goes like peanut
Speaker 1: butter and jelly. And like I said, again, unfortunately, this
Speaker 1: next question for you is from Ded Truth and he
Speaker 1: wants to know what he's saying. I'm in PA, and
Speaker 1: I've seen a lot up here. What the area of PA. Now,
Speaker 1: you don't have to reveal that if you don't want to,
Speaker 1: but if you don't mind, then feel free.
Speaker 2: It was Cumberland County. Yeah, around Cumberland County.
Speaker 1: Some strange things happen in PA. A lot of strange
Speaker 1: things do. Unfortunately, I've got one more question for you,
Speaker 1: and it's from Deed Truth. Again. He wants to know
Speaker 1: if you've ever been back and searched the area.
Speaker 2: I've never went back to. Well, i've been back to
Speaker 2: the trailer park, but I've never actually went back into
Speaker 2: the woods. But I think maybe a few years from
Speaker 2: now I might go back just to and I'll go
Speaker 2: back prepared, but just to see if this thing is
Speaker 2: still there, and I'll probably be taking some people with me.
Speaker 1: Can't say I'll blame you there, baby steps. Yeah, whenever
Speaker 1: you're ready and you're sure that you're ready, then yeah,
Speaker 1: that'd be great if you did go back there. But
Speaker 1: like I said, don't rush it. Don't go back until
Speaker 1: you know you're ready to do it. But I'm glad
Speaker 1: to hear that you have sworn off going back into
Speaker 1: those woods. The fact that you are open to going
Speaker 1: back when you're ready, that says a lot. That's great news. Well,
Speaker 1: before we close this out with you here tonight, Dom,
Speaker 1: do you have any closing comments you'd like to put
Speaker 1: out there for us.
Speaker 2: Not too much, I don't, not that I can really
Speaker 2: think of off the top of my head.
Speaker 1: Oh okay, well that makes it easy then well, Dom,
Speaker 1: thanks again so much for coming on the show and
Speaker 1: sharing the details of that experience with this. I really
Speaker 1: appreciate it realcome and if you ever need to.
Speaker 2: Thank you for letting me come on and share my encounter.
Speaker 1: Well you're welcome. Yeah, That's what I'm here for. And
Speaker 1: if down the road you ever do need help, then
Speaker 1: please let me know so we can schedule another conversation
Speaker 1: and I'll find out what's the ailing. Un We'll take
Speaker 1: it from there. Then. All right, all right, thanks again
Speaker 1: for your time and have a great night you too. Thanks,
Speaker 1: we'll see all right, that's taking care of and moving on.
Speaker 1: Before we get out of here, I guess it's time
Speaker 1: to put that announcement out there for you. I'm asked
Speaker 1: all the time about putting out more dog main related content. Well,
Speaker 1: after brainstorming, I decided that I'm going to be in
Speaker 1: podcast format, not on YouTube here, but in podcast format.
Speaker 1: I'm going to start, which not immediately but down the
Speaker 1: road here, I'm going to start putting out a podcast
Speaker 1: that consists of dog me and creepy pasta stories. These
Speaker 1: aren't going to be factual stories about dogmen. They're going
Speaker 1: to be dog me and creepy pasta stories that I've created. Well, tonight,
Speaker 1: I'm going to give you a sample episode one, and
Speaker 1: that episode is going to be titled something New Child
Speaker 1: should Ever See. So, without any further ado, let's have
Speaker 1: a listen to it.
Speaker 3: The Kodiak Island National Wildlife Refuge was a vast wilderness
Speaker 3: it's towering trees and rugged terrain, untouched by time, a
Speaker 3: place where nature reigned, wild and unyielding, the perfect escape
Speaker 3: for a family who wanted to reconnect with the land.
Speaker 3: For seven year old Luke, it was an adventure he
Speaker 3: had been looking forward to for months. It was supposed
Speaker 3: to be a simple camping trip, a chance to bond
Speaker 3: with his parents, to explore the dense forests, to breathe
Speaker 3: in the crisp, salty air of the coast. But that
Speaker 3: was before everything changed. Before the wind shifted and the
Speaker 3: weather took a turn for the worse. Luke had wandered
Speaker 3: too far from camp, following a path that seemed familiar
Speaker 3: at first, but soon dissolved into unfamiliar woods. The trees
Speaker 3: grew denser here, the shadows stretching longer. As the day waned,
Speaker 3: he called out to his parents, but his voice was
Speaker 3: swallowed by the howling wind that had suddenly kicked up.
Speaker 3: Panic began to tighten its grip on his chest. He
Speaker 3: should have stayed close, He should have listened when his
Speaker 3: mom told him to stay within sight. But now, as
Speaker 3: the temperature dropped and the sky darkened, there was no
Speaker 3: sign of his parents, and that's when he heard it,
Speaker 3: the low, rumbling growl of thunder far in the distance.
Speaker 3: The storm was coming. Luke's heart raced as the first
Speaker 3: flakes of snow began to fall, light at first, but
Speaker 3: quickly intensifying. The world around him blurred the white snowflakes
Speaker 3: made making it impossible to see more than a few
Speaker 3: feet ahead. His little boots slipped in the softening earth
Speaker 3: as he tried to move faster, but the snow was
Speaker 3: falling faster, now blanketing everything in a thick veil of white.
Speaker 3: He knew he needed to get back to the camp,
Speaker 3: but the path had disappeared beneath the snow. Every direction
Speaker 3: looked the same. Desperation clawed at him as he called
Speaker 3: for his parents again, but the wind carried his voice away.
Speaker 3: His eyes stung with tears as the storm roared louder,
Speaker 3: drowning out any hope of hearing anything but the violent
Speaker 3: howl of the wind. The storm wasn't just a backdrop anymore.
Speaker 3: It was part of the hunt. The snow had turned
Speaker 3: into a blinding flurry, and the world felt as if
Speaker 3: it was closing in on Luke. His breath came in
Speaker 3: frantic gasps, a plume of vapor rising into the cold air.
Speaker 3: He stumbled through the snow, his heart pounding in his ears.
Speaker 3: Each step felt heavier, each breath more labored. The wind
Speaker 3: howled like a wild animal, but Luke had a sinking
Speaker 3: feeling that it wasn't just storm. He was hearing something
Speaker 3: else was out there. His body froze, instincts screaming at
Speaker 3: him to stop. He didn't know why. He didn't see anything,
Speaker 3: just the swirling snow and the white washed trees, but
Speaker 3: the feeling grew, like eyes were watching him, like something
Speaker 3: was closing in, something big. Then out of nowhere came
Speaker 3: the snap of a twig. The sound was so loud,
Speaker 3: so sudden, that it cut through the storm like a knife.
Speaker 3: Luke's blood ran cold. He spun around, searching the snow
Speaker 3: covered forest, but there was nothing, nothing but the swirling whiteness.
Speaker 3: The air smelled different, now darker, heavier. His feet moved
Speaker 3: without thinking, scrambling through the snow in a frantic, desperate escape.
Speaker 3: He had no idea where he was going, only that
Speaker 3: he needed to get away from that sound, from the
Speaker 3: feeling of something following him. It wasn't long before the
Speaker 3: first unmistakable sound reached his ears, a low, grounding rumble
Speaker 3: that seemed to vibrate through the ground itself. The ground
Speaker 3: trembled with each step that followed. Luke's heart raced in
Speaker 3: his chest, and then the unmistakable roar of a beast,
Speaker 3: a sound so deep, so primal, that it made his
Speaker 3: bones shudder. A bear. Luke didn't dare look back. He
Speaker 3: ran faster, his little legs pumping the snow dragging at
Speaker 3: his boots as he sprinted toward what seemed like an
Speaker 3: open patch in the forest. Maybe there he'd be able
Speaker 3: to see something, find something that could lead him back
Speaker 3: to safety. The trees blurred around him, the wind stinging
Speaker 3: his eyes, but the growl, that terrible, bone chilling growl,
Speaker 3: followed him louder, closer. Suddenly he burst into a clearing.
Speaker 3: His boots slipped on the slick ground as he tried
Speaker 3: to steady himself. Snow crunched beneath him, but he didn't care.
Speaker 3: He was out of breath, dizzy, and the cold was
Speaker 3: gnawing at his skin. But more terrifying than the storm
Speaker 3: was the sound behind him, the growl that rumbled deeper,
Speaker 3: now shaking the very earth beneath him. Luke's body was
Speaker 3: frozen in place as a shape emerged from the shadows
Speaker 3: of the trees, the bear. It was massive. The bear's
Speaker 3: fur looked like a dark, matted cloak that seemed to
Speaker 3: absorb the light. Its eyes glowed with a predatory hunger,
Speaker 3: fixated on the boy standing frozen in the clearing, Its
Speaker 3: massive jaws parted, revealing sharp teeth as long as Luke's hand.
Speaker 3: The creature's claws scraped against the earth, making a sound
Speaker 3: like metal dragging on stone. Luke stumbled back, his chest,
Speaker 3: heaving his thoughts scattered. The bear took a step forward
Speaker 3: and another until it was mere feet from him. The
Speaker 3: cold breath from its nostrils made the air around him shimmer.
Speaker 3: The bear wasn't just hungry, it was furious. It took
Speaker 3: another step closer, its towering form dwarfing the small boy.
Speaker 3: The creature's growl deepened into a rumbling that echoed through
Speaker 3: the clearing. The eyes of the bear were locked on Luke,
Speaker 3: its muscles coiling like springs ready to launch. Luke's mind
Speaker 3: screamed at him to run, but his body wouldn't move.
Speaker 3: His legs felt like they were made of stone, as
Speaker 3: though the fear had rooted him in place, and then,
Speaker 3: just as the bear began to raise its claws, preparing
Speaker 3: to make its final lethal strike, Luke did the only
Speaker 3: thing he could. He collapsed. He crumpled to the ground,
Speaker 3: sobbing uncontrollably. All hope had drained from him. His breath
Speaker 3: came and jagged, desperate sobs as the snow continued to
Speaker 3: fall around him. He didn't even know if the bear
Speaker 3: would strike him before he could breathe again. All he
Speaker 3: could do was wait. And then the growl came again.
Speaker 3: But this time it was different. It was deeper, fuller,
Speaker 3: and there was something more. It was a growl like
Speaker 3: no animal had ever made before. The clearing was deathly silent,
Speaker 3: the storm's fury a distant, muffled roar in the background.
Speaker 3: Luke's sobs were the only sound that filled the air,
Speaker 3: each breath coming in ragged gas. As he lay there,
Speaker 3: completely vulnerable, the bear loomed over him, its massive form
Speaker 3: casting a shadow that swallowed the boy hole. And then,
Speaker 3: just as the world seemed to shrink into a tunnel
Speaker 3: of fear, the growl returned. But this time it was different.
Speaker 3: It wasn't a growl from the bear. Luke's body went rigid,
Speaker 3: his tears froze on his face as a deep, guttural
Speaker 3: growl echoed from somewhere just behind him, reverberating through the
Speaker 3: snow soaked ground. This wasn't just any animal. It was
Speaker 3: something far more terrifying, something Luke couldn't even comprehend. The
Speaker 3: bear's attention snapped to the thicket behind Luke, its massive
Speaker 3: head jerking toward the sound. It froze, its ears flicking
Speaker 3: back in alarm. As the growl intensified, the air seemed
Speaker 3: to thrum with tension, like a storm was about to break.
Speaker 3: Luke's heart hammered in his chest. His eyes darted to
Speaker 3: the thick trees behind him. His mind screamed at him
Speaker 3: to run, but his legs wouldn't obey. He was paralyzed
Speaker 3: with fear. What could make a sound like that? And
Speaker 3: why was the bear reacting so strongly? Then came the
Speaker 3: sound that no one would ever forget, the sickening sound
Speaker 3: of something cracking, popping, like a giant's knuckles twisting in
Speaker 3: a grotesque symphony. The noise was so loud, so unnatural,
Speaker 3: that it sent a tremor through the boy's body. And
Speaker 3: just as the cracking stopped, the air grew colder, so
Speaker 3: cold that it seemed to freeze the very breath in
Speaker 3: his lungs. And then the ground beneath Luke's knees trembled.
Speaker 3: The bear's attention shifted back to Luke, its eyes narrowing
Speaker 3: with an almost unnatural malice. But the boy wasn't looking
Speaker 3: at it anymore. He couldn't. Slowly rising from the thick
Speaker 3: thicket behind him, something impossibly huge began to emerge. It
Speaker 3: was a shadow at first than a shape, a towering
Speaker 3: silhouette that seemed to stretch and twist as it rose
Speaker 3: to its full height, its massive form unfurling like some
Speaker 3: ancient nightmare. Luke's mouth went dry, his eyes wide in disbelief.
Speaker 3: A creature, part wolf, part man, and all terror stood
Speaker 3: behind him. Its fur was dark, rippling with muscle, and
Speaker 3: it loomed over the bear like a nightmare given form,
Speaker 3: its eyes yellow and piercing, locked onto the bear with
Speaker 3: a hunger so intense it could have swallowed the world whole.
Speaker 3: Luke's breath caught in his throat. It was a dog man,
Speaker 3: bigger than any of the stories he had heard, taller
Speaker 3: than the tallest man, standing a full twelve feet tall.
Speaker 3: Its jaw was filled with rows of sharp teeth, bared
Speaker 3: in a silent snarl that sent chills crawling down Luke's spine.
Speaker 3: The bear, standing at a mere eleven feet, seemed to
Speaker 3: realize it was no longer the apex predator in this clearing.
Speaker 3: With a primal roar, it stood on its hind legs
Speaker 3: or to meet the dog man's height. Its claws dug
Speaker 3: into the frozen earth, but the dog man was unfazed.
Speaker 3: A long, deep inhalation echoed from the dog Man's throat,
Speaker 3: its chest rising and falling like the growl of an
Speaker 3: ancient beast. Then, with a terrifying howl, the creature threw
Speaker 3: its head back and released a roar so deafening, so
Speaker 3: full of power that the very trees around them seemed
Speaker 3: to bend. The bear hesitated its own growl, faltering for
Speaker 3: a split second before it charged, its massive body, moving
Speaker 3: faster than anything that size should have been capable of,
Speaker 3: But the dog man was faster. With one swift, fluid movement,
Speaker 3: the dog man swung its massive arm, its claws glinting
Speaker 3: in the pale light of the storm. It was almost
Speaker 3: a blur, an impossibility in speed and grace. As the
Speaker 3: bear lunged at it, claws raised, but the dog man
Speaker 3: was already on the move, its roar shaking the earth
Speaker 3: beneath them. The clearing erupted into chaos. The bear, the
Speaker 3: massive and furious, charged with an unstoppable force, its jaws snapping,
Speaker 3: claws slashing through the air. But the dog man, impossibly fast,
Speaker 3: impossibly strong, was already there, a blur of fur and muscle.
Speaker 3: With a single step, the dog Man was behind the bear.
Speaker 3: Its massive claws raked across the bear's thick hide, leaving
Speaker 3: gashes that instantly bled, dark and viscous. The bear roared
Speaker 3: in pain, but the dog man didn't stop. It moved
Speaker 3: like lightning, a creature of nightmares, cutting through the storm
Speaker 3: as if it was nothing but a distraction. The bear
Speaker 3: twisted around, its eyes, blazing with rage. It swung its
Speaker 3: massive paws, the claws cutting through the air like battering rams.
Speaker 3: The dog man ducked low, its body, twisting and dodging
Speaker 3: with terrifying agility, narrowly avoiding the crushing blows. Its growl
Speaker 3: was low, guttural, and filled with the promise of death.
Speaker 3: The bear, disoriented but not defeated, swung again. This time
Speaker 3: it caught the dog man across the chest, its claws
Speaker 3: digging deep into the creature's fur. But the dog man
Speaker 3: didn't retreat. Instead, it roared louder, its body trembling with fury,
Speaker 3: and with one powerful motion, it launched itself onto the
Speaker 3: bear's back. With an impossibly strong grip, the dogmen sank
Speaker 3: its claws into the bear's flesh, holding on as the
Speaker 3: bear thrashed and bucked in an attempt to throw it off.
Speaker 3: The two titans collided, with the ground, shaking the earth
Speaker 3: beneath them. The sound of bone and sinew clashing was deafening,
Speaker 3: The air filled with the noise of their battle growls, roars,
Speaker 3: and the sickening sound of tearing flesh. Luke, still on
Speaker 3: the ground, could barely move. His body was frozen, not
Speaker 3: from the cold, but from the sheer terror of what
Speaker 3: he was witnessing. His eyes darted from the bear to
Speaker 3: the dog man, each strike, each motion so fast and
Speaker 3: brutal it seemed to warp reality itself. The storm had
Speaker 3: turned from a wild howl to a whisper, as though
Speaker 3: even nature itself had stopped to watch this brutal dance
Speaker 3: of death. And then, just as the battle seemed to
Speaker 3: reach its peak, something shifted. The dog Man, with an
Speaker 3: almost supernatural ease, wrenched its claws from the bear's back
Speaker 3: and slammed its full weight onto the creature's chest with
Speaker 3: a roar that shook the trees. The dogmen sank its
Speaker 3: teeth deep into the bear's neck, ripping and tearing with
Speaker 3: savage precision. The bear screamed in agony, its claws flailing,
Speaker 3: but it was futile. The dog Man's power was overwhelming.
Speaker 3: It twisted its jaws, ripping through the muscle and bone,
Speaker 3: and with one final monstrous twist, the bear went still.
Speaker 3: For a moment, there was silence. The storm resumed its
Speaker 3: howling fury, but now the clearing was eerily still. The
Speaker 3: dogmen stood over the fallen bear, its chest heaving with
Speaker 3: heavy breaths, its eyes cold and calculate as it stared
Speaker 3: down at his kill. Luke's heart pounded in his chest,
Speaker 3: but he couldn't move, He couldn't breathe. The nightmare was real,
Speaker 3: and he had no idea if he was about to
Speaker 3: become its next victim. But then the dog Man's eyes
Speaker 3: flicked toward him. Its gaze was not one of hunger,
Speaker 3: not one of the predator it had just proven to be,
Speaker 3: but something else. It was curious, almost intelligent, like it
Speaker 3: knew Luke was there but hadn't yet decided what to
Speaker 3: do with him. The creature's growl faded into a low,
Speaker 3: rumbling hum. Slowly it turned away from the dead bear,
Speaker 3: its towering figure moving with a grace that belied its sighs.
Speaker 3: Each step was a reminder that this thing was ancient, powerful,
Speaker 3: and not to be trifled with. Luke watched in stunned
Speaker 3: silence as the dog man made its way back into
Speaker 3: the trees. With one final lingering look over its shoulder,
Speaker 3: it disappeared into the darkness of the storm, leaving Luke
Speaker 3: alone with the remains of the bear and the snow
Speaker 3: swirling around him. The storm roared back to life, its
Speaker 3: cold winds cutting through the clearing like a living thing.
Speaker 3: Snow flurried around Luke, but he barely felt it. He
Speaker 3: was still frozen, staring at the place where the dog
Speaker 3: man had vanished. His mind was a storm of its own,
Speaker 3: a whirlwind of disbelief and terror. Was that real? Had
Speaker 3: the beast truly just spared him. After all the carnage,
Speaker 3: the silence that followed the battle was deafening. The bear,
Speaker 3: once a massive, terrifying predator, was now nothing more than
Speaker 3: a lifeless heap of fur and muscle on the snow.
Speaker 3: Blood pooled around it, turning the ground dark against the
Speaker 3: white canvas of the storm. It was a sight that
Speaker 3: would haunt Luke for the rest of his life, But
Speaker 3: for now, all he could do was stare. His small
Speaker 3: body trembled, not just from the cold, but from the
Speaker 3: adrenaline that still surged through his veins. His legs felt
Speaker 3: like jelly, and his arms ached with the stiffness of fear.
Speaker 3: He wanted to run, he wanted to scream, but something
Speaker 3: deep inside told him that he couldn't. Not yet. A
Speaker 3: part of him, maybe the part of him that had
Speaker 3: been raised on stories of survival and heroes, wanted to
Speaker 3: face what had happened, to understand, But his instincts were
Speaker 3: louder his body's survival mechanism, screaming for him to leave
Speaker 3: this place, to get away before the creature returned, or worse,
Speaker 3: before the storm trapped him for good. He didn't know
Speaker 3: how long he'd been sitting there, but the storm had
Speaker 3: only grown more violent, howling through the trees with a
Speaker 3: ferocity that made his skin crawl. The snow had piled
Speaker 3: up around him, and his breath came out in thick
Speaker 3: clouds of white vapor. His stomach twisted in hunger and fear,
Speaker 3: and his throat was dry from the cold. Luke looked
Speaker 3: down at his hands, trembling, his fingers numb, he couldn't
Speaker 3: feel them anymore. The last few minutes had felt like
Speaker 3: a lifetime, and he wasn't sure how he was still alive,
Speaker 3: how he had survived that encounter, How had that creature
Speaker 3: chosen not to kill him? But there was no time
Speaker 3: for questions. The storm had reached its peak, and he
Speaker 3: knew that if he didn't find shelter soon, the cold
Speaker 3: would be the end of him. With a final glance
Speaker 3: at the bear's lifeless body, Luke pushed himself to his feet.
Speaker 3: His legs shook under him, but he took one shaky
Speaker 3: step forward, then another and another, moving through the snow
Speaker 3: as quickly as he could manage. Every step felt like
Speaker 3: an eternity, every sound in the woods sending his heart
Speaker 3: into overdrive. But as he moved he couldn't shake the
Speaker 3: feeling that something was watching him, that somehow, somewhere in
Speaker 3: the thick shadows of the trees, the dog Man was
Speaker 3: still there, keeping its distant vigil over him. It wasn't
Speaker 3: until much later that the search teams finally reached the clearing.
Speaker 3: Helicopters buzzed overhead, their lights cutting through the dense snowstorm
Speaker 3: like the piercing gaze of a predator. Round crews, bundled
Speaker 3: in heavy gear combed through the wilderness, following the faint
Speaker 3: traces of the lost boy's path. Hours passed as they searched.
Speaker 3: They found the tracks where Luke had stumbled through the
Speaker 3: deep snow, the trail of his tiny feet still visible
Speaker 3: in the fresh powder. But when they reached the clearing,
Speaker 3: they found something even more unsettling. The remains of the
Speaker 3: bear were still there, torn apart with a brutality that
Speaker 3: made the hairs on the back of every rescuer's neck
Speaker 3: stand on end. The blood had frozen in the snow,
Speaker 3: dark and thick, like some terrible warning. And then in
Speaker 3: the distance they found Luke. He was huddled beneath a
Speaker 3: fallen tree, his eyes wide and hollow with exhaustion and terror.
Speaker 3: His clothes were soaked with snow, his small bodies shivering
Speaker 3: violently from the cold. But when they reached him, when
Speaker 3: they spoke his name, he looked up with eyes that
Speaker 3: had seen something no child should ever see, something that
Speaker 3: was still out there in the storm. Watching the rescue
Speaker 3: team voices were like distant echoes, muffled by the weight
Speaker 3: of the storm. They surrounded Luke, lifting him carefully from
Speaker 3: beneath the fallen tree, wrapping him in warm blankets, but
Speaker 3: the boy couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something
Speaker 3: was still out there, something waiting in the blizzard. As
Speaker 3: they carried him towards safety, his mind replayed everything, the
Speaker 3: terror of the bear, the thunderous growl of the dog man,
Speaker 3: the impossible roar that shook his very soul. His legs
Speaker 3: felt weak, his body numb, but his mind was alert, watching,
Speaker 3: listening for any sign of the creature's return. The storm, however,
Speaker 3: had not abated. The wind howled and snow whipped through
Speaker 3: the air, stinging his face and making it hard to see.
Speaker 3: But despite the storm's fury, despite the chaos of the search,
Speaker 3: Luke couldn't forget the thing that had saved him. He
Speaker 3: didn't know what the dog Man was, didn't understand why
Speaker 3: it had spared him, but one thing was certain, that
Speaker 3: creature had protected him. As the rescue team made their
Speaker 3: way back toward the helicopter, the noise of the world
Speaker 3: seemed to fade into the background, and in that eerie silence,
Speaker 3: Luke caught something, a movement in the trees. His heart
Speaker 3: skipped a beat, his breath caught in his throat. The
Speaker 3: dog Man, its silhouette, massive and hulking, stood just beyond
Speaker 3: the tree line, watching them. The creature was almost invisible
Speaker 3: in the storm, but there was no mistaking it. The eyes,
Speaker 3: those amber eyes, glowed faintly, piercing through the snow like
Speaker 3: twin lanterns. For a long moment, the Dogmen stared at
Speaker 3: the boy, its gaze heavy, its presence both comforting and terrifying.
Speaker 3: It didn't make a sound, It didn't move, It just watched. Then,
Speaker 3: as if sensing that its job was done, the creature
Speaker 3: turned slowly, disappearing back into the forest from which it
Speaker 3: had emerged. The storm seemed to part just a little,
Speaker 3: as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting
Speaker 3: for the creature.
Speaker 1: To vanish.
Speaker 3: Luke didn't speak, He didn't need to. He didn't know
Speaker 3: how to explain what he had seen, what had happened.
Speaker 3: But in the pit of his stomach, he knew that
Speaker 3: the dog Man wasn't just a creature of nightmares. It
Speaker 3: was something more, something ancient and powerful, something that didn't
Speaker 3: answer to the rules of man or nature, and for
Speaker 3: some reason, it had chosen to spare him. As the
Speaker 3: helicopter lifted into the air, Luke glanced one last time
Speaker 3: at the dense forest below, his eyes searching the trees.
Speaker 3: The dog Man was gone, but Luke would never forget
Speaker 3: its eyes, nor would he ever forget the way the
Speaker 3: storm had quieted the moment it had stepped into the clearing.
Speaker 3: In the months that followed, Luke's story spread. Searchers combed
Speaker 3: the Kodiak Island National Wildlife Refuge for signs of the
Speaker 3: dog Man, but no one found anything. The bear's remains
Speaker 3: were recovered, analyzed, and the official report deemed it an
Speaker 3: unfortunate tragedy, a wild animal attack. The dog Man, though,
Speaker 3: remained a shadow in the background, a whispered tale among
Speaker 3: locals and researchers. Luke, now older, still remembers the creature.
Speaker 3: The nightmares come less frequently, but every so often he
Speaker 3: wakes in the dead of night, his heart pounding, convinced
Speaker 3: that something is watching him from the dark. But when
Speaker 3: he tells his story, when he shares the truth of
Speaker 3: what happened in that clearing, people don't believe him. They laugh,
Speaker 3: They dismiss it as a child's overactive imagination or the
Speaker 3: trauma of an ordeal too terrifying to process. Yet Luke
Speaker 3: knows the truth. He knows what he saw, and deep
Speaker 3: down he knows the dog Man is still out there.
Speaker 1: And there you go. That's episode one of the new podcast.
Speaker 1: I'm not going to reveal the name of this new
Speaker 1: podcast yet. I'm not going to reveal that until I'm
Speaker 1: ready to actually start creaking out episodes or publishing episodes.
Speaker 1: As far as that goes. I don't know how long
Speaker 1: it's going to be before I do start releasing maybe
Speaker 1: five six or so episodes, but I am going to
Speaker 1: hold back numerous episodes and then launch the podcast so
Speaker 1: that way it hits the ground running. But once it
Speaker 1: is ready to publish that way, of course, I'll be
Speaker 1: sure to let you know so that you can be
Speaker 1: ready for that. But having said that, everyone, thanks against
Speaker 1: so much for listening. And if you've had to dog
Speaker 1: me in the counter that you need help with, or
Speaker 1: if you like to come on the show and share
Speaker 1: that experience with the listeners, all you would need to
Speaker 1: do is to go to dogmanthecounters dot com and submit
Speaker 1: a report. If you do that, then of course I'll
Speaker 1: contact you to schedule a phone consultation. Then we'll take
Speaker 1: it from there. But having said that, thanks again so
Speaker 1: much for listening and have a great night.
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