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>be me a month ago
>pheasant hunting season in the dakotas
>take lil cousin brad whos 12 out to shoot sum birds
>walking down hill near woods
>"anon over here"
>in the brush we find a pheasant that was seemingly torn to shreds not abnormal in a forest tho
>continue on down the wooded stretch
>Early on walking lil cousin starts saying he feels sick
>end up having him head back to the car and decide to keep walking because it's a good spot usually
>this normally great hunting spot is devoid of life complete silence
>get a whiff of a awful smell. I'm a hunter i know the smell of rotted animal and this was like left in the dumbster on a 110 degree day rot
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>very not normal for late November Midwest
>still dead silent start slowly heading back to the car goosebumps and my guts putting me in fight or flight mode
>almost running back up the small hill towards the car
>behind me back in the thicket suddenly i hear the first sound that wasn't me since I started
>just a small twig snap
>ready my 12 gauge at the area completely terrified
>stench of rot is double
>"anon over here" cousin brads exact kind of sick tone from earlier
>no sign of him near me
>scream some threats and curses that if it's him he needs to step out
>still like 5 min jog from car
>say fuggit and let off 2 shots at a sketchy looking tree and snowy log
>something pale white goes wild from behind the log making hyena sounds kicking up snow running away down the hill at deer speeds
>it blends with the snow like a humanoid blurr
>sprint back to car as fast as I can
>cousin brads playing clash of clans on his phone eating jerky normal
>question him while speeding away he says he never left the car
>didn't hunt the rest of the season
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I think you were almost abducted and so was your bro almost, look up David Paulides missing 411
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