/x/ - Paranormal

>immense fear and adrenaline, can't think straight

>pack up everything as fast as possible with truck lights on and engine running

>feels like something is watching us

>driving back out was hell because it was so far out and so dark

>terrain is rough, can't go fast

>finally make it out

>sigh of relief

>the realization that you were either just in a The Hills Have Eyes scenario or about to be possessed

What the fuck do I make of any of this? Anyone been through something similar? This spot was extremely remote and very thick forest. The adrenaline I felt trying to pack up as fast as we could literally felt like an instinctual survival mechanism, I felt that my life was immediately in danger. We wanted to be away from people. We got our wish. From now on, we will use campgrounds only.

Inb4 "it was a raccoon." We don't have raccoons in this region of the state. I was born and raised here and have never seen one.

Maybe you were on someone's private land and they were trying to scare you off

>>40437

Friction on the knots could have untied it, might have caused the sounds too. What type of knot did you tie? How much were you dicking around in the tent fag? Was it fairly windy? Those three factors could cause an untied knot. The "hearing noises" is just your friend in a heightened state. I love camping, but when I come back to the woods after awhile away, I find the first few nights difficult to adjust to. Meaning, a few nights of "hearing" spoopy shit and not sleeping well. this is why its important to note dead silence in scary stories, thats a sign of something dangerous about. If there was the normal amount of critter noise, then you're just retarded. oh wait, this is /x/. That was totally a Skinwalker Yeti Bigfoot Alien Tulpa Goatman Cultist Albino Wendigo

>>40436

I've heard of this stuff happening before. Might be Stick Indians.

https://www.reddit.com/r/hubposts/comments/6qi5mb/collection_of_scaryspookycreepy_askreddit_threads/

Take a look through these posts. muh plebbit Lot of similar stories and some of the most believable paranormal posts I've read.

>>40452

I suppose to call it a twig snap isn't quite right. It had been raining all morning and all the wood around us was wet, we looked for dry wood for our fire but it was mostly soft. Then to hear what I should actually describe as a branch breaking, when most of the wood was too wet to snap like that, told us it was something heavy. Typical wildlife sounds I am more than accustomed to but this was different. Then followed by the events after…

>>40473

I'm with you. Do this.

>>40452

Nothing more pathetic than the "I don't believe in anything" people wrapping the most convoluted and idiotic "explanation theories" around stuff.

I think you are in the wrong room.

If you heard a twig snap, you DID.

If you tied the knots really tight, then someone/thing untied them

It was supernatural. The question is, from your perspective, what WAS it.

>inb4 "In order to force the whole world to wrap itself around my choice to believe in nothing supernatural so I can rape boys without any fear of retribution, I offer these explanations that you know damn well are in no way possible."

Nobdy NEEDS there to be NO supernatural anything more than child raping faggots.

>>40462

Typical wildlife sounds.

Really. Wildlife wanders around snapping branches all the time. Have you ever seen a deer or anything else snap a substantial branch?

Low rumbling sound. Doesn't sound man-sized.

Do you USUALLY feel like something was watching you? No?

Then, this time, something WAS watching you.

Now you have to find out what it is, if you want to, but why would you?

>>44962

<LISTEN AND BELIEVE

Not everything has be supernatural, nigger. It probably was an animal of some kind, and when you are out in the wilderness at night your mind can and will play tricks on you.

One sock went missing in the washing machine? It was supernatural!

Spoopy sounds in the forest at night? It was supernatural!

>>45030

How do socks go missing tho. It's never happened to me personally but I've heard it's a thing that happens, and that even some people take the washing machine apart and still don't find the missing socks.

Also, there's always sound in a forest. Anyone who has experiencing camping in the wild knows the difference between regular forest sounds and spooky shit sounds that shouldn't happen. I wonder if OP was sober because different drugs have vastly different effects. Try camping on booze, ezpz bears ain't shit. Camping on weed, not so much.

>>45030

It need not be supernatural, but it was *something* (i.e. the knot just untying itself is bull, even a crummy knot won't be untied if it comes loose enough to slip off the stakes, and according to OP they were supposedly very secure knots), and depending on the details it might have been weird enough to start theorizing about if it would require a "paranormal" (again, not necessarily *supernatural*) explanation. That being said, OP's story basically sounds like he got spooped in the woods by an animal. The only thing that would be indicative of the paranormal at all would be exactly how strange this "low rumbling" was.

>>45032

Gnomes tbh. I've never seriously considered the possibility of it being paranormal, but I'll be damned if I've ever thrown out a pair of socks, and I know I couldn't have just lost them (being that I basically never take them off except at home, and there's not enough space for them to be kicking around somewhere). And yet despite the fact that I buy dozens of new pairs every year, I still don't have that many. Weird.

>>45032

>>45036

Socks get lost in the dryer

I do have something somewhat similar, OP.

Hold on, lemme gt this shit

>>50364

English is not my native language, and I'm really shit at it, but bear with me

>between august and september of 2017

>finished uni a year before, was doing fuck all and being basically being a burden

>got tired of that shit, asked my Uncle to spend a few weeks on his cabin near Toropez

This cabin was deep into the woods, but if you went downhills and fallowed the train tracks you would eventually reach the town. Around 40~50 minutes hiking.

So I went there and set up for the day. Bought some books with me, shit was lit.

Couple of days went by just fine. Everything was nice, the weather was nice. Saw bear footprints all over, with small ones closer. Thought of momma bear. Noped on the spot.

Set up some small traps here and there, but all I could catch was a couple of small birds. Had lots of canned food with me, so I didn't care.

First couple of days went on just as normal, but shit went down pretty quick

>reading that sherlock holmes book about a supernatural dog

>pretty spoopy, but also entertaining

>fell asleep

>wake up w/ suddenly smell of burn grass and dead foliage

>immediately think of someone nearby

>look outside of windows

>pitch black

>"this nigga is probably a few kilometers away"

>go back to sleep

Woke up, looked around, saw nothing and the day went on just as normal.

>checked traps

>nothing

>got some woods for the stove/heater

>played some harmonica

>took a dump

life is good.png

>started to get dark

>went inside, turned on the stove/heater

>heated the canned tuna and canned sardine

>with canned beans

>on my plate made of cans

>ate it

>went to bed

>reading sherlock holmes again, because was either that or fuckin meditations by marcus aurelius

>fell asleep

>wake up with the same smell, but a lot earlier around 2~3 am

>nothing outside, the forest is pitch black

>shrugs it off as a group of people smoking weed

>doze off

>wake up again, but around 5 am this time

>dizzy af, can't hardly think right

>everything is spinning

>suddenly THUMP on the wall

>THUMP

>THUMP

>it has a rythim to it. Didn't sound like an animal at all

>hear something heavy walking outside

>too scared to look out through the small window

>try to rationalize it

>"it's just a bear and her cubs, man. Chill"

>THUMP, THUMP, THUMP

>again

>thinking about rushing through the door

>thinking about falling asleep again

>"If I close my eyes it may go away"

>it doesn't go away

>felt like I was losing my sanity back there

>legit thought I was going insane because of the turmoil of feelings that was going through my head

>heard my uncle's voice at the door, fallowed by 3 THUMPS

>"Finally my salvation!"

>rushed to the door

>unlocked it

>opened it

>no one there

>closed it

>didn't lock it

>went back to bed and fell asleep

>the sun was shining through the small window when I heard this fuckin giggles coming from the woods

Not the foreskin walker kind of giggles, but like those of a female, old hag

>a bit shaken still, looked outside through the window

>didn't saw shit

>was feeling mainly with the sun out, went outside

>nothing

>going back inside

>saw this hunched up, bald and weak figure right next my bed, but in the corner of the room

>it had dark robes innit, but looked like they were made of feathers instead of cotton or some other sort of fabric

>couldn't see "her" face, tho, but "her" frame surely looked like a female

>she screamed and giggled high as fuck as soon as she realized I had seen her

>I ran for my life

>the fucking giggle was all over me

>found the train tracks, followed it running like a hungry negro

>the giggling was coming from the woods all around me

>reached the town, got my shit together after a couple of hours

>people asked if I need any help

>if I need a doctor

>they called the police

>he checked and asked if I was doing drugs

>no passage, nor nothing

>he left

>I called my uncle, told him shit went down and a bear was inside his cabin

>told him it had 2 cubs

>told him I left it open and all my shit was inside of that fuckin cabin

>told him I would never go back to that fuckin place

He went there on the same day, said that nothing was out of place, but couldn't find my bag and none of my books. Told me he locked it up and left.

Just thinking about it brings chills down my spine and I don't even know what the fuck I saw on that day.

Never going innawoods again, not even with an army.

>>50373

>foreskin walker

I know you said you're ESL, but this made me legitimately laugh out loud.

>>50381

That's a meme, anon.

>>50373

Your English is excellent. And yeah, sounds like you encountered a hag. In folklore they are not always malicious, sometimes they just cause mischief, which would explain why it scared the shit out of you but left you relatively unharmed.

>>40436

Were you in Hatcher's Pass? What part?

>>40437

You must've been visited by the notorious knot untying racoon. illusive creatchah.

>>40452

Never trust someone that tells you to not trust your senses and instincts.

>>50362

Yes, but where do they go? They may get lost there, BULLSHIT, you don't know where they get lost but then where do they end up if they are never found again?

>>45032

>How do socks go missing tho.

Funny you ask, because it happened to me for the first time in ages. I usually pair my socks when I shove then in the washing machine, but I didn't this time. So I wasn't sure whether or not they were all paired. One of them was missing. Found it later when washing my jeans (the sock was still in a leg).

Also, people forget to check the dryer. Always turn the drum one or two times to make sure they are not stuck somewhere in there.

>>50381

This >>50388

Was trying to meme it off because it scared the shit out of me.

>>50394

Thank you.

>And yeah, sounds like you encountered a hag

I thought hag was just a derogatory term for a very old lady. Well shit

>but left you relatively unharmed

Just the thought of that thing watching me sleep in my uncle's cabin is enough to keep me awake at night.

When I think back at it, like I had to when I greentexted it, I get really nervous, specially when I'm in my bed. Feels like when I least expect it, I'll see "it" hunched down in some corner of my bedroom, watching me sleep again. And it keeps me awake for some time.

This whole situation is fucked.