Have a weird experience that has haunted me for a while, figured id share with you. Up for a couple hours after work, new to this.
Pic related, heavy woods.
>be me in high school 17, just bought a car and Halloween was coming up
>Friend that we will call Jeff and I were becoming friends, looking up spooky shit in our area
>Find an old turn of the century cemetery that black candlewax and mutilated animal corpses have been found at
>bigmoney.mp5
>Tell Jeff that we need to go, it is only like 45m drive from where we live.
>Jeff relents, but wants to bring his buddy Ralph along
>Ralph, Jeff, and I venture out on Halloween Night, upped the ante by saying we go at 12AM - 3AM (Hallow's Eve and the Witching Hour being an occult fag)
>megapooks.pdf
>Picked up Ralph in town and went to Jeff's House, Jeff told us he charged his camera and was ready to take pictures
>Young and edgy, have half pack of American Gold (lights that I over paid for mind you.), chain smoking, driving with boys
>lifesgood.jpg
>We reach the bridge outside this area, I guess alot of people around the world have their version of "Crybaby Bridge", no official scenario or record but the tale of a bitch who takes her baby and yeets off bridge for Dark magic/Satan.
>The "fun" thing to do is turn off car, remove keys
>Get out and start talking, have ciggy
>Start to feel ballsy
>"HEY YOU DUMB FUCKING BABY WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR OWN MOM TO KILL YA?"
>Silence engulfs the countryside field to field
>Jeff starts to say that "Dude, what the fu…"
>Large, unearthly, and non animal roar within 100 yards, felt it in my asshole
>brownnote.mp3
>"LETS GO" is all I remember saying, scrambling to get in car and put the keys in
>Turn over, nothing
>"hey man start the car." Ralph said, as if I was going to hang out and have a picnic
>Turn over, nothing
>"THIS ISNT FUCKING FUNNY!" Ralph yells in my car
>Turn over, start
>jesus.wav
>Decide that we drove out and after the bridge to go to the actual cemetery
>Edgy 17/yo who could fight a lion (in my head)
>Pull up to cemetery, state landmark, and gay shit
>"Did you see that?" Jeff said with mouth wide open because he was waiting for a hamburger I guess
>"The reflectors on the edge of the property, I filmed our way up there was something stopping the beam that moved."
>yikers.txt
>We get out, again retards and highschool. Big penis energy
>Walk around the Church, old, rotting, inside looks kinda cozy, cool nun outfit, nun?
>Double-take and nun isn't there
>5-10 minutes pass we walk between headstones and church, looking at stuff
>Ralph kicks over a headstone and laughs
>"The fuck you do that for" Jeff hollers
>"Idk, seemed better than nothing" in Hillbilly tone
>Silence
>Was a cool October night with subtle bug noises, trees blowing in the wind, and nothing… like earmuffs
>Out of corner of eye something moves
>Slowly look over
>Tree moves more like the branch was an arm
That is where it goes blank, I know at that point I started sprinting and the boys followed. We left there doing 20+ MPH over speed limit. Dropped the guys off. Went home, at work the next day I all the sudden remembered the night before as I didn't think of it til then while being a wage slave. Nose started bleeding profusely and I went home sick, Jeff and Ralph literally refused to talk or mention what happened.
Anyone else experience some shit like this?