/k/ Innawoods Stories Thread

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I got you OP.

Finally!

>>32580942
Fuck yeah snowman

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>>32581010
That was a great fucking read

Threads like these make me with I was a city dweller. Camping in the middle of the woods at night with only a couple of friends gets pretty scary. I don't even know why I do it either. But there I'll be laying awake listening to the woods and freaking out.

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>>32582974
I remember when I was a newfag reading these threads for the first time

I slept with my SKS for a while afterwards and I live in the 'burbs

>>32583065
The file name. Hahah

>>32583181
I sleep with my Mossberg 500 loaded with 3" magnum 00 buckshot. It's called home defense

>>32583181
Thats the thing I've been around for a long time and read countless threads. I'm just "addicted" to the rush I get from being scared. Also to note: I only have nightmares generally, and they are so bad that I often can not go back to sleep due to fear. Another bad thing is that I recently quit pot so that won't help either.

>/k/ is filled to the brim with athletic 8th generation woodsman-paranormal experts

lol ok

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>>32583227
>I only have nightmares generally, and they are so bad that I often can not go back to sleep due to fear.

Sometimes I'll get auditory hypnogogic hallucinations that aren't scary, but I'll be afraid to continue falling asleep because of the possibility of my mind creating something frightening

>>32583310

Random question, have you ever died in a dream?
Because anyone who says you can't is a dirty liar.

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>>32583339
Yes, I have, but none that I can recall

On the topic of dreams, however...

>>32583339
yeah, I was on vistaril for a while and it gave me insane vivid dreams

I had a dream I was in a police gunfight with a bunch of niggers, and I got shot like 3 times

once in the face. I layed on the concrete and bled out until I died, and then woke up.

Usually you wake up right when you get shot, but I was literally playing get shot and die simulator

I stopped taking the shit

>>32583310
Low resolution. Got better pics?

Okay i have a pretty good one, this is in BC, Canada
>be may long weekend 2016
>me and friends (about 7 of us total) at our camp
>started drinking and smoking weed before we set up camp
ISHYGDDT
>camp is terrible, its raining like a bitch
>still fun as fuck because may long
>have my rossi ranch hand in 45 colt with me (locked away in truck incase bears)
>bring out the mushrooms
>start to boil water in kettle
>put about 1oz of mush in the tea
>everyone fills up about 5oz in their cups of mushroom tea
>Everyone is fucked 5 minutes later
>doesnt affect me because i did them the previous day
>babysitter.gif
having a great time, puffing on a joint
>friends acting like they pissed their pants
>every 2 min they ask if they pissed themselves
>we decide to go for a walk

>pouring rain
>im the only smart one with my under the knee high muck boots
>them in their skater shoes
>everyone is still fucked
>friend 1 is a bit behind us
>im with everyone else
>all of a sudden he starts sprinting past us
>isnt answering us when we say slow down
>cant find this fucking kid
>I find his belt on the god damn trail
>this kid is stripping down i think
>look a bit more, getting dark fast
>we go back to our camp to think wtf do we do
>me (sober) and other friend that is the least fucked go look for him
>i bring my TOPS knife, and ranch hand with some leverrevolution rounds, fenix flashlight
>cougar and bear country
>he has some shitty pocket knife and a lantern
>we keep walking the same way he went
>dark as fuck now, cant see anything that im not pointing my light at
>hear nothing but rain drops hitting my coat and on the ground
>all of a sudden, hear some fucked up noises
>shit sounds like its slowly getting closer
>were spooked as fuck
>have rifle at the ready
>keep trying to look for friend while whatever is trying to hunt us
>about 4 hours in we decide to head back
>same sounds, very angry sounding
>get back to camp friend just got there an hour before us
after the next morning me and a few other buddies went back to where we were, and there were cougar tracks all around where we were walking. and my friend that ran off thought he was in fucking narnia, but thats another story, if anyone wants to hear that part i will post it.

>>32583408
The most recent I can remember is I was in a man made canal trying to swim to the other side. I would drown, then START ALL OVER A FUCKING GAIN WITH OUT WAKING UP. So it was drown in water, then i was instantly back in the middle of the canal. Only this time I got to get tangled up in black plastic that lined the walls then drown again. rinse and repeat. until I wake up hard feeling like its about to explode.

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>>32583628
will do senpai.
>friend started sprinting infront of us
>kept going
>goes off trail about halfway from where we turned around, no tracks
>he thinks its a dream, that he went through a wardrobe and is going to see the lion, and the witch
>lays down on a stump
>2 hours go by
>wakes up slightly less fucked up
>"oh fuck where the hell am I"
>he is soaking fucking wet, was raining hard all day
>only in hoodie and sneakers
>he somehow passes our camp because he is west of us by about 1km
>now he is in the opposite direction of the camp, and where anon and i are looking for him
>he goes to this random camp
>decked out with trailers, tarps, all the necessities of camping for the weather, unlike us
>takes a bit for them to realize he isnt one of their group
>most of them are saying you need to leave or we are going to fuck you up
> the others say he can stay aslong as he helps them with firewood
>he just wants to get warm, dry and then leave
>tells them he is having a really bad trip on mush
>they wont let him
>he helps them with firewood
>big ass fucking stumps they used for firewood
>they give him a few beers
>point him in the right direction
>he gets to camp and everyone just fucking stares at him
>scold him saying that anon and I are still looking for him in a storm and in pitch black in bear country
>theyre freaking out
>time goes by we show up
>scold friend some more
>end up laughing and bro'ing down because mush is a hell of a drug
It is our tradition every maylong weekend we go camping to that area, with mushrooms and tonnes of booze and party hard. the maylong before we thought we were on mars because we camped on the beach part, and there was a bright ass orange light at the opposite end, mixed with the sand that looked exactly like the movie the martian background on mars.

>>32583760
Shit, I gotta sort an innawoods trip with my bros soon.

>>32583339
When I was a kid I would frequently have a dream where I heard some commotion downstairs (my room was on the second floor). So I would get out of bed, go downstairs and rush to the kitchen. I would then look to my right and see a black figure that would run at me and stab me 2-3 times in the stomach and GTFO. I would lay there and bleed out every time, unable to call for my mom because the dream wasn't lucid. That fucked me up weekly.

>>32583793
It's very fun and gives you a number of good times to talk about and you can meals it a tradition like once a long weekend every year

>>32583339
I've been shot 4 times and accepted death but the scariest was when I dreamed I got nuked

>dreaming I was at my new base
(air force)
>suddenly air raid sirens go off
>missiles fire up
>decide to nope to my car
>only thing I can think about is getting my guns and plate carrier
>make short facebook video to the group chat telling my friends I love them/goodbye
>pull out of parking lot and drive like 20 feet
>BOOM
>afterlife
>series of grainy black and white images
>then suddenly conscious again only its still grainy black and white
>get out of my bed in my dorm and imediately begin begging God for mercies for my sins
>frantic begging
worst feeling of fear and dread I've ever experienced
>suddenly im in a cafe of sorts, naked
>remember I didn't even call mom and dad before I died
>say it outloud in a carefree tone, everyone in cafe cheers for some reason
>then I see my coworker Reyes
>Reyes asks me if I can see color in a drink he's holding up
>yes its yellow
>wake up to reality
>wake up in the EXACT same position I woke up in my dream

Still the most horrifying dream I've had to date, except for that time when I was six when I had sleep paralysis

>>32580942
thats a comfy story

>>32584048
Sleep paralysis isn't even that bad. Just hold your breath and you gain the ability to move again, trust me I had it this and was told by a doctor to do this.

>>32584092
I do the opposite. I focus on getting control of my breathing back, usually with a couple deep breathes. After that I slowly regain control. First few times where I didn't know what fuck was happening were scary. Now it's only really scary when I've just woken up and don't know what the fuck is going on.

Post some more shit

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I have some screenshots of older threads I can bump with

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>>32584901
We need new content

Please stop posting these cringe threads

>>32584939
>Coming from a tripfag

>>32584939
They're fun

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Part 2/3

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>>32584996
Part 3/3

>>32584965
Shut up kid

>>32584981
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>>32585009
I always enjoy a good Skinwalker story. Especially ones with guns.

>>32585193
Who doesn't? lol

>>32584939
Lmaoing@urlife namefag

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>>32581607
Non retard version

>>32585217
The Skinwalkers who get shot...but I wouldn't worry about it.

>>32582048
Jesus christ that's the shit. I'd buy it as a book.

Well, I have a story from when I was about 14 years old.
I'm in my 30s now so I can't say every line is perfectly accurate, but you'll get it.
Also, all names are fake.
Don't be mad.
>be me
>be obsessed with outdoorsy shit
>be in cub scouts as a young boy and currently in boy scouts
>want to be an eagle scout so fucking badly
>i knew every goddamn knot in the book
>one week a bunch of us go camping into some woods in bumfuck Indiana
>as boy scouts tend to fucking do
>we're a troop of 12 kids
>one of the kids' dad was our scout leader
>he was there too
>so we set up our tents probably about a mile into the woods
>and we just fuck around all day the first day
>me and two kids go out on a secret mission to see if we could find the river
>we'll call the kids steve and logan
>so we're just walking along the path when logan decides he wants to fucking race us
>he bolts ahead and we chase after him
>he looks right and comes to a complete stop
>just staring at something in the trees
>we get up to him and look
>there's a fucking deer smashed against a boulder
>this thing looks like it got hit by a semi
>we go up to look at it but immediately turn away due to the smell
>it's starting to get kinda dark
>we're not supposed to leave the group
>we run back to the campsite as fast as our little feet can carry us
>stay up for hours talking about the deer to the other kids

Cont.

>>32585504
>next morning was canoe day
>we all walk down the same path the three of us went down yesterday
>i try to see the deer as soon as we reach that part of the trail
>it's gone
>not the deer itself
>the fucking boulder was missing
>this thing was the size of a goddamn minivan
>and something moved it away
>silently freak the fuck out and keep walking
>get down to the building with all the water gear in it
>scout leader counts how many of us there are in order to get the right amount of canoes
>he gets out five 3 seater canoes
>we all get in and one of the kids rides with him to break the odd number of scouts up
>get back on dry land and begin walk back to campsite
>talk about the canoeing shit on the way back
>logan steve and i were in one of the first boats to leave
>so we start asking everyone who they were with
>most of the kids are able to say who they canoed with
>and of course the scout leader's son went with him
>wait
>trent and bill can't figure out who was with them
>they swear there was a third guy in their boat
>i do a quick headcount
>holdthefuckingphone.jpeg
>there's 12 kids
>1 scout leader
>he got out five 3 seater boats
>and we had one too many kids so one had to ride with him
>that means there was an extra scout
>someone else was in the canoe with trent and bill

Cont.

http://nothotbutspicy.com/para/hm/

Humper-monkeys ghost story, got refered to it on here a few years ago. Long read but excellent. Lot of cool cold war stuff.

>>32585510
>get back to camp
>nobody believes trent or bill
>they refuse to
>i speak up and explain the math problem
>everyone gets quiet
>scout leader tries to regain control
>"alright"
>"tonight, we all sleep in the mess hall"
>we gather all of our shit and bring it inside the dining area
>some kids are so freaked out they sleep underneath the tables
>most don't sleep at all
>i stayed up all night looking out the window
>watching and waiting for someone to sneak up on us
>eventually pass out from pure exhaustion and get like 20 minutes sleep before it's time to get up
>scout leader tells us what happened yesterday was one of the boats must have been a 2 seater on accident and we were just confused
>says not to worry and we'll all be fine
>nobody believes him
>but we pretend like we do to keep from shitting ourselves
>go about the day's normal activities without anything too crazy happening
>that night we light a fire outside and start telling scary stories
>spend all night out by the campfire just having a chill time
>we all scoot our tents in closer to the fire and just kinda enjoy the night
>i think the fire made us feel safe
>which was an unfounded and dumb thing to feel
>because of fucking course we weren't what the fuck

Cont.

>>32585519
>uh oh
>drank too much lemonade
>tell scoutmaster i have to pee
>he gives me the key to the mess hall
>i go inside and relieve myself
>logan and two other kids come insider after me and grab some bread to make toast with
>come back to the fire after locking the building up
>begin consuming burnt bready goods
>we're moving through bread fairly quickly
>say to logan
>"didn't you guys all grab a loaf?"
>he says "yeah" and reaches for the third one
>it's not there
>he starts flipping shit over looking for it
>asks who the fuck just took the last loaf of bread
>nobody has it
>i ask him
>"who all went in with you?"
>he says "well it was george and... george who was with us?"
>george gets real fucking quiet and suddenly a wave of fear washes over him
>he starts fucking panicking
>somebody snuck in and stole a bread loaf right along with them
>some person who was dressed like a scout

Cont.

>>32585524
>that was the final straw for our scout leader
>decides to cut the trip short
>next morning we all go to the van to leave
>a few kids run independent headcounts to ensure it's just 12 of us
>we're all here
>no more
>no less
>we all pile into the van and get the fuck out of dodge
>get home and tell my mom we cut it short because there was a bear that stole some food from a tent
>too dangerous to stay
>she bought it
>about two hours later my mom comes in my room and asks me
>"steve's parents want to know if he went straight home or did he go anywhere else after getting out of the van?"
>think about it
>i didn't see steve get out of the van
>come to think of it
>i don't remember sitting next to steve
>did steve even get in the fucking van
>we counted 12 scouts
>there were 12 of us
>he had to be there
>wait
>holyfuckingshit.tiff
>mom calls scout leader
>tells him what we think happened
>he drives back to the camp
>finds steve barricaded in the mess hall
>he took off for one final piss break
>and we left without him

Cont.

>>32585530
>there was someone in the fucking van with us
>some other kid that nobody noticed
>and like 3 people did headcounts
>nobody fucking noticed the stranger
>whoever this fucker is he's in the city now
>talk to steve a few days later
>he says he heard growling outside the doors
>like there was a pack of dogs trying to speak english
>tell him he sounds crazy and say i don't believe him
>but i fucking believe him

I never had any other troubles with whoever it was.
Must have fucked off back to the woods or moved deeper into the city.

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>>32585540
God, I'm happy nothing happened to me like this when I was in scouts.

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Screencapped for future threads

>>32585573
That was the only time anything even remotely freaky happened to me.
I never did end up finishing and becoming an eagle scout, but the rest of the time I had fun.

>>32585594
kek
I'll keep an eye out, anon

>>32585530
Fuck dude that was creepy. Only stories from scouts I have aren't spooky. I actually slept entirely through this one.
>Be me, boy scout
>About 13
>Go to summer camp at Slippery Falls
>Guy from our troop who had moved to Virginia a year or two before comes back to go camping with us
>Let's call him Jack
>Jack's not a really tough guy to say the least but very pleasant to be around
>One night Jack screams at the top of his lungs, waking the people in the nearby campsite
>Everyone but me and my buddy Logan wake to see what's going on
>"THERE'S A BROWN RECLUSE IN MY TENT!"
>JackPls.jpg
>Someone from the campsite across the road yells back
"THERE'S A BROWN RECLUSE IN EVERYONE'S TENT, GO TO BED"
>I slept through all this
Scouts was a metric ton of fun.

>>32585666
Fucking kek.

>>32583245
Wenn all know that all those greentexts are Made up, Poorly written stories following the Same sheme over and over again . But you have to admit, they have their Charme , like old X Factor with Jonathan Frakes

>>32583426
Open it in its own tab. 4chan doesn't like embedding larger images.

>>32584048
>get out of my bed in my dorm and imediately begin begging God for mercies for my sins
>frantic begging
worst feeling of fear and dread I've ever experienced

Anon, brother, you should get right with God

>>32585666
Satan trips, too!

>>32584048
Have frequent, vivid, violent nightmares of killing/being killed by friends and loved ones.

a year ago
>dream I get up and go downstairs for a glass of water
>drowsy, shuffling, looking down at my glass
>passing into the kitchen, look up
>three fellows standing inside of my house, close to the backdoor
>start screaming
>run into the kitchen, grab one of those great big kitchen knives, swing it at them
>they have knives, we're all slashing at eachother
>I slice one of them across the forearm, get cut
>some dude comes up from behind and clobbers me over the head
>paralyzed
>they douse me in gasoline
>they burn me alive in my own kitchen
>suddenly i'm a 9/11 operator
>pick up the phone
>it's my mother
>listen as they burn her, too
>wake up in an inhuman rage, jump out of bed and lunge for the rifle leaning against the wall on the other side of the room
>do nothing with it, put it down, go back to sleep

Just last night
>In some house i've never been in that was 'my house'
>cramped as fuck
>somebody breaks in
>very vivid
>load a WASR-10 in darkness
>remember calmly putting the shiny brass cartridges in a magazine, one at a time
>I don't even own a WASR
>I get on my phone and send a text
>my childhood best friend kicks in the back door seconds later as I storm down the stairs
>we catch two crackheads in the crossfire and ventilate them
>hailstorm of bullets
>I execute one of the wounded
>a ricochet catches me in the leg, I'm bleeding tomato soup
>laugh it off
>cops kick in the front door and shoot my best friend a dozen times in the chest
>he dies in a few seconds
>kneeling over his lifeless corpse, paled skin, empty eyes, lips curled back showing both rows of teeth
>screaming bloody murder in his face, demanding that he not fucking die
>spent what seemed like an eternity watching my mate die, the rest of the dream was comparatively brief and quick like
>wake up shook as all fuck

>>32584092
Thankyou. I'll try to keep that in mind the next time I experience sleep paralysis.

While it's not /k/ related in the slightest, since I'm making a post anyway I'll share the worst bit of sleep paralysis that I've ever experienced.

>Finally moved out of my parents' home and living in an apartment alone.
>I've been living there for about a month and everything is great here.
>One day I wake up and can't move.
>Hear "not words" being mumbled in the next room.
>For some reason I just have a feeling that I know that the door to my room is ajar, despite the fact that I'm frozen looking at the wall and the door isn't within my field of view.
>The mumbling stops.
>Something fucking tackles me.

That's when I woke up with my heart beating at a thousand miles an hour. I am alone. My bedroom door is closed and locked as expected. Nobody is in my living room.

Sleep paralysis is a fucking bitch. Even if you can rationalize what's going on in one part of your mind, the sensations can feel real enough that they can be terrifying. No wonder people used to get carried away with claims of witchcraft.

The most common sensation that I get is that something is climbing into my bed. Generally something like if a cat or small dog were to circle the area of the bed adjacent to my feet before settling down to sleep.

I'll try to keep the breath thing in mind the next time sleep paralysis starts getting bad.

>>32580932
Once I went for a hike in the woods and stepped on a wasp nest. One flew up my pants and stung my willy. Multiple times. Then I had to hike back a couple of hours.

Beat that for scary. It could happen to you to...

>>32587780
Good read

I don't know how anyone can enjoy all this autismal /x/ bullshit. honestly.

>>32580942
Got the one where the bull spears a Skinwalker with its horns moments before killing Anon?

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>>32583310
>>I only have nightmares generally, and they are so bad that I often can not go back to sleep due to fear.
>
>Sometimes I'll get auditory hypnogogic hallucinations that aren't scary, but I'll be afraid to continue falling asleep because of the possibility of my mind creating something frightening

i get this sometimes which sucks cause on a good night i wake up 5-10 times,each being how you described.

it happens mostly on nights where i take seroquel to help get to sleep

>>32581010
God damn it, I'm sitting in an apartment in Athens Greece -- the farthest away from Iowa Corn you can imagine, and I've got the fucking chills from that story.

>>32580970

>look like they've been through a G3

>>32589982
>doesn't know that G3 pattern rifles leave pretty distinctive marks on cases

>>32590481
Mashes those fuckers and throws them 20 feet

>>32590493
Ye it does. Makes range time fun for the guys in the atmospheric re-entry path.

this isn't really innawoods or k but it's somewhat related, at the very least it's directly related to this fucking thread
>late in the afternoon, winter
>sat in the dark on my own
>pitch black everywhere in the room, only light is coming from my screen
>it's not midnight so people are still out and about
>can hear cars rolling by, plane every now and again, people chattering
>not a city but a decent sized town
>deep in thread reading stories, curled up in corner
>just finish reading one of the greentexts
>taking in the story imaging the creatures described
>completely silent, dark, imagining these beasts
>mind is full of pictures of skinwalkers, wendigos, beelzebubs
>didn't notice at first but it is very quiet
>too quiet
>no people, cars, planes, animals
>nothing
>just as i begin to acknowledge this there's sudden screeching
>wish I was fucking joking
>shit myself up out of the chair and grab bat because poorfag with no guns
>the sound is gone quickly, I can't think of any way to describe it
>I've heard cats fighting, dogs, pigs, parrots, spent plenty of time on farms
>it was so loud, so sudden
>just as sudden hear what i can only describe as a chicken? fighting for its life
>i've heard them fight before, but it was so loud, so desperate
>it stops suddenly again and i begin to yell 'fuck off' out loud repeatedly
>couldn't handle the silence, couldn't handle the thoughts going through my head
>just repeatedly telling what ever the fuck is out there to fuck off just to shut up my mind
>backing out the room as i do so, unlock the door and bolt down the stairs

>>32590792
>faithful dog is awake and alert running up to me, half ridgeback half staff taller than me on his back legs
>sit in the living room with him next to me trying to understand what the fuck just happened
>was in the second floor bedroom yet the sounds seemed to come from right outside my window
>eventually i move back up the stairs bringing my dog with me, he jumps onto the bed as i settle into the corner
>panic wondering why that happened just now
>"ive never heard anything like that in my entire life"
>"ive never seen a chicken anywhere near my house"
>"why did it happen just then, when i was reading that shit"
>"was i hallucinating? hearing things?"
>i had been so lost in my own thoughts that i didn't realise my dog hasn't moved since he got on the bed
>he turned his head to look at the window ever since he got there and locked it in place
>i only have one curtain up because they had recently fell down, meaning i couldn't fully cover all the windows
>my dog is staring at the right side, right at the exposed window
>his eyes are fixated on something, im beginning to panic slightly
>suddenly he barks
>i hear something move
>bolt right the fuck up out of the chair bat still in hand
>sidestep to bring the window into view
>nothing is there, can't see a thing not a light not a tree nothing
>i wonder what my dog was staring at
>then i notice something
>the window was open
>not wide, not slightly ajar
>but it was open
>someone or something had lifted the handle somehow, opened the window ever so slightly, then lowered the handle
>just enough to make it so the window could be pulled open from the outside
i want to put the other curtain up so i can't see the widnow, but i'm too fucking afraid to go anywhere near the window to put the curtains up.
never experienced anything like this, never heard any animal like this, never seen any sort of creatures capable of making any of the sounds i heard in this area.
but the second i start reading all this thread it happens

>>32581010
>tfw I live between 3 cornfields

>>32590803
pics with timestamp faggot

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>>32586328
Are we posting dreams now?
>I've dreamed the same thing every night for over 20 years.
>I'm outside in a thick pine forest
>It's raining
>Through a gap in the trees I see mountains kind of like pic related but 2-3x taller
>Keep walking, path gets steeper
>I'm pretty cold and miserable
>start climbing big freaking hill
>path turns to gravel
>about 50 feet above tree line at this point
>path drops down towards side of mountain
>cave entrance
>it's really dark in there
>like abnormally dark, even with the rain
>walk inside anyways because I'm retarded
>path inside is mostly flat, broken rocks everywhere
>some of them look kind of like aboriginal stone tools/masks
>path slopes steeply downwards
>feel cold wet wind blowing from further in the cave
>can't see crap
>stalactites and stalagmites everywhere
>kind of look like teeth
>cave widens out eventually
>really big room/chamber
>can see it even though it's pitch black in there
>it's circular and there's a circular hole in the middle with a thin rim around it that you can walk on
>can't see bottom of hole
>ceiling goes up into darkness
>ok.jpg
>look into hole
>bottom of it is a giant stone wheel
>it starts grinding against the walls
>makes this horrible metal on concrete noise
>faintly hear screaming
>stumble and fall into pit
>low voice speaks to me
>"there are many in the pit. they can't get out"
>wake up
I get really anxious when I see the pit too, like I forgot something important that I absolutely need.

>>32590925
phone is charging, will have pic in a few minutes
was going to post pics with the greentext but the more I typed/thought about it the more i started getting paranoid

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>>32590925
>>32591165
bottom of picture is bed, bat with timestamp taped to it, window/curtains obvious
can see the couch i sit on with my back to the window, don't feel safe at all right now
faint yellow is house that put their lights on, brighter light is from apartment that lit up not long after the shit. i think they heard it too

>>32591248
what's that glowing thing just above the window seal? is that the other house?

>>32591305
i think, i hope, it's just the light in the room reflecting on the window or something
I've grown some balls and peeked outside a bit but i haven't seen anything. i don't think i'll be going outside until daylight to see if there's anything out there

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>>32591469
now you have a reason to buy a 12 gauge and make fuck your shit rounds like in pic related

>>32582048
The question that needs to be asked of this man is what the fuck did he do to get hounded by either some really feral dogs or hellhounds.

>>32591146
Fuuuuuck.

>>32588207
Passes the time and sometimes it's spooky

>>32592687
Wonder what happened to his WASR.

>>32582703
It's the mobile image view gookmoot made. The most reliable way to view the images is to switch over to the desktop mode. There should be a link at the bottom of the page.

>>32592606
It happens occasionally.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1207395/Retired-professor-wife-killed-pack-dogs-went-stroll.html

>>32585786

Some of these greentexts are made up, yeah, but if you ask older people who have spent a lot of time in the forests, you hear similar tales. It's pretty likely there's some truth to many of them.

The more I read these kinds of stories, how on earth anyone, ever, thought gun control was a rational idea is off their rocker. You don't know if your next innawoods trip is going to be a quiet camping outing, a shootout with bandits, chased by wild dogs, or an encounter with unexplained paranormal shit.

>>32593418
a skinwalker uses it now

>>32594828
Spooky

>>32593418
I wouldn't worry about it...

I've got a pretty spooky one

About 7 or 8 years ago me and my friend (we'll call him Brett) were camping out in northern Alabama, around the Tennessee River. In that area there's a lot of creeks and swampy areas that connect to the river so we would drive close to the river, park and and canoe up the creek and camp out for a couple of days, shooting guns, fishing, and just dicking off in general. This time it was either late May or early June, we get up to our usual spot around noon unload our gear, set up camp, and start a fire to warm up some soup for lunch. After we ate we started shooting a little, I brought some targets so we set them up and let the lead fly. I brought my ruger lcr in .357 because it's my cc but I didn't shoot it much because I didn't bring many .357 rounds with me I also had a single action "cowboy" .22 revolver for plinking and a 10/22 for hunting squirrels and the like. Brett brought a Double Barrel and his trusty Glock™, as well as a cutdown Mosin (barrel was 16.5 inch and overall was within legal limit). After a while of shooting paper a guy wearing cargo shorts and a north face t-shirt comes down the creek in a bright red kayak and pulls up on the bank. He starts chatting us up. He basically says that him and a few friends are camped out a little ways up the river and that they would appreciate it if we wouldn't do any shooting at night, the dude seemed pretty chill and me and Brett didn't have any plans to do any shooting at night anyway. We ate dinner close to 7 and then around 8 or 9 at night Brett got sick and started puking. After a while he got a little better and went into his tent to lay down, I stayed up and drank a few beers and just enjoyed the night. I must have fallen asleep because I woke up a couple hours later to a smoldering fire, I kicked some dirt onto the embers and went to my tent to get into bed so I could get some rest in case we had to leave tomorrow on account of Brett being ill. Part 1

>>32580932
>own business I am minding
>wandering field in clearing of forest far from home
>with friends I came here to camp
>we stumble upon bunker made into part of sloped hillside
>impossible to see it from angle of looking at onto hill
truly the sppopiest of all stories and to this day I still go there to ramp up & JO with my bros

>>32595556
for the future, not many people will read this, please use green text by putting > before your sentence. Makes it much easier to read.

>>32580957
>"I'm not going to assault you with a wall of text"
>proceeds to do exactly that

>>32595556
Where's part two?

>>32595556
Part 2
It gets spooky here I promise
As soon as I get in my tent I hear a thunderous boom. now I'm from the south and I've made some devices of questionable legality before but this was fucking unreal, I poke my head out of the tent and I can see up the river a orange light like a big campfire. At this point I put two and two together and figured that the retards upstream must have thrown an empty propane tank or something in their campfire. I put my pistol in my waste band and grabbed a flashlight and a first aid kit out of my ruck, I yelled at Brett's tent and told him that I was gonna go check it out, I heard him mumble a response but I had already started off. I went up the bank sprint/marching trying to make sure that I didn't trip over any washed up logs. After about fifteen minutes the orange glow was brighter and I could see a bit of a clearing and the remains of a camp, I sprinted the rest of the way up the bank until I was in the camp itself. At this point I realized that I didn't need the first aid kit, there was no one that I could help. Around the campfire, or where it used to be there were three bodies or at least torsos. They were all charred and ripped to shreds, I mean fucking RIPPED to shreds I couldn't tell whose body parts matched whose. I threw up right there on the spot, I started crying too it was fucking awful. I stood there for about to minutes sobbing before I heard movement further back where the tents were now on fire. I walked over and there was another person on the ground burnt like a fucking marshmallow on 3/4 of his body, he didn't have any frag in him though. I walked closer to him he was kind of wriggling on the ground like a worm on pavement, he was alive, I thought about how much pain this guy must have been in and was honestly thinking about shooting him when he seemed to notice me. He started to try to speak to me so I got closer to him, He wanted me to "put him in the water"

>>32595859
it's here, i'm typing this all so it's taking a while

>>32595945
Oh ok

Some OC.
>be me driving home on New Years with my gf and an autistic kid we were forced to babysit
>going down a two lane highway.
>smell that smell
>gf smells that smell. That coppery blood in your mouth smell.
>I reach for a tissue in case it was just my nose bleeding or something and in that instant I just hear gf scream to swerve
>I see it
>looked like a dog with horribly matted brown coat, but instantly I can tell something is up
>it's missing its whole bottom jaw
>its whole body is bloodied
>despite this, it's just sitting there in the middle of the road in a standard dog sitting pose
>we swerve past it and collect ourselves trying to comprehend what we just saw.
>Autistic kid just sleeping in the backseat. Doesn't even wake up.

Some terrifying shit. I still see it when I close my eyes sometimes.

>>32595999
Maybe it sees you when you close your eyes... lol nice trips btw

>>32595936
Dammit I wish I wasn't such a fast reader

>>32596019
g-goddamnit... Why'd you have to say that...

Surprised I got trips on my first innawoods thread post. Guess it's my prize for lurking here so long.

>>32595936
Part 3
He stuck out his hands hands to me in an almost welcoming gesture and said "please help me" I grabbed his right hand and could feel the flesh deform under my grasp, he just kind of looked at me and said "the creek" I started to pull him and all of the meat on his hand just slid off the bone like a really tender brisket. I just kind of dropped the meat in my hand and went into the fetal position. I woke up screaming, it was early morning and I was back at my camp. I fell out of the folding chair I slept in and started sobbing. Brett came out of his tent and tried to calm me down but it took me a while to even get to the point of talking. I asked him about last night and he said that he didn't hear a thing all night. I told him my story of what happened last night except I left out the details, I just gave him the basic situation. We both went up the creek to find the camp but when we got there there was nothing but the remains of a campfire with warm embers and some trash but no scortch marks or gore or anything. We went back to camp and I convinced Brett to pack up and go home. We left and the trip back was an uneventful one, we didn't talk much. I got diagnosed with depression later that month and I still take medication for it. I don't know what to think, I was only drinking beer that night and everyone says that it was just a dream but one thing scares the fuck out of me still, When I unpacked my ruck when I got home I was missing my first aid kit. I could have left it at our camp by accident but I don't know. I just don't want to think about it anymore

>>32591305
Clearly a cat

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>>32587780
Never fuck around in a swamp, I always say.

Anyone have the goat man cap of the military sim in the woods where goat man drags female officer into the woods?
Any goat man is appreciated

>>32580970
>not playing the ultimate first person shooter

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>>32590924

> you are what we fear

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>>32596879
>Hey my risk set is in there too

>>32581010
>i keep a matchbook under my pillow
aaaaannnnnd immersion broken

anybody have ones that talk about shit going on to soldiers deployed in the middle east?
there's a few really good ones

IDK if this is /k/ or /x/ but here goes.
>Be a few days after last X-Mas in rural North MN
>Cousin and I going Nordic Skiing, now.
>Get out a few miles into the woods, we decide that we are definitely good enough to make our own trails
>We were wrong
>Should have been dead wrong
>We had been skiing for close to an hour or so
>Found a small clearing to hang out for a second and rest
>Time for lunch, while the thermoses of tea are still hot
>there's this huge Pine to our right in the Easterly direction, and a few smaller trees to our left, in the Westerly direction
>There's claw marks and some branches broken off
>Bear? Maybe out of season scavenging or got in a fight, but they should be hibernating.
>We talk about it, joke a bit. "Maybe it's a skinwalker" etc.
>Joking, of course until we hear something from the direction of the big pine
>Something's running
>And somebody is shooting
>We decide it might be about time to GTFO
>It isn't deer season
>Hell, I don't think it was any particular hunting season
>Whatever is going on, we decide we want no part in it.
>The treads of whatever is being chased is getting closer
>a LOT closer
>That's when shit goes South.
>Something shot out from behind the big Pine tree
>at first we see the head, and think "Just a deer, people are hunting off-season"
>And then there was the body, torn flesh with ribs exposed
>on two legs
>and blood dripping out of its fanged mouth
>which started to grin at us
>This goddamn thing is grinning at us
>What the Actual FUCK.
>At this point I am frozen in place.
cont?

>>32596975
It's not MidEast but it's army related

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>>32581010
>mfw I live in Lennox and it's just like the crazies

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gosh golly I just love these threads

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>>32596992
Forgot the image

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>>32596975
Navy count?

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>>32596861
>>32596869
>>32596879
Regardless of it's questionable veracity, Based Bill is still one of the better creepypastas on /k/. I also believe the CIA Chimera is up there.

>>32597031
And that's why one guy always has to have night vision goggles

>>32597031
>>32597075
Thanks, anons

>>32596984
Why do people do this?
Of course continue.
Fucking dick.

>>32583181
Was away from home at school in Alas/k/a when I first encountered these threads. Dense woods out the window, though not very far before hitting more college campus. Drug territory, not Walker. Still p spoopy during those long winter nights when it's been dark for hours already and snow is falling silently outside. Aesthetic and spoopy. I was glad to be in a secure as fuck dorm building

>>32596984
>To this day, I maintain I got a certain kind of fear I have never experienced before or since
>Gut wrenching, spine tingling and despairing all at once, and it hit the second you looked at its eyes,
>those cold, dead, hungry eyes, the sheer malice behind those slit pupils haunts me even as I write
>Time seemed to crawl, almost stop
>And then I noticed this thing was coming straight. at. us.
>My cousin had bolted, while I, the idiot kid, was transfixed by whatever was now looking and sprinting straight at me.
>It's time to run
>Too late for that shit, I know, but it is time to run for whatever the hell it is worth.
>getting on skis be damned, I gotta run.
>It's getting closer
>I can't see it
>I don't remember hearing it
>But this thing is getting closer
>and closer
>Despair, adrenaline, fear, there's nothing to help now
>I should've been a goner
>CRACK!
>This fucker screamed right in my ear, it sounded like a cat getting hit by a lawn mower
>It must have went down somehow, because i got whacked from behind by something, and slammed into a tree
>Next thing I know, I am in something's arms
>What the hell is looking at me? did this thing wait for me to wake up?
>Nope. That ain't the thing I saw
>A face is looking me over, not grinning, but looking down upon me with
>concern?
>It's a hard faced man. Weathered by age, but somehow not defeated by it
>It's a familiar face, but I couldn't place where at the time
>"Jacob! Damn it, the little bugger's fine, get up and let's get going. Or am I going myself?!"
>A bearded man is approaching us, done up in blue and gold with a cap
>"Calm down, Ed. I'll attend to him ricky tick and then we'll have the bastard!"
>He stands me up, brushes off my back
>He's got an older looking bolt action over his shoulder, almost full wooden sock. no magazine that I could see.
>looks like he is wearing some kind of fatigues

>>32597388
>"Your skis are by the side of the trail, about a hundred yards to our West. You're going to get them on, stay on that trail, and get the hell out of here, you hear me, boy?"
>"Yes, sir."
>"Now get home. don't tell Lou where you've been"
>"Yes, sir."
>Dazed, Shaking from the cold, amazed I didn't shit myself, and thoroughly embarrassed, this was no time for a debate
>Found my skis, and I stayed directly on that trail, clinging to it's center like my life depended on it.
>Found my cousin with the sheriff at the end of the trail
>"WTF? Anon! Thank the Lord, I thought you were a goner!"
>"No."
>"Any words on what happened son, You're cousin here says you were skiing off trail, and ran into a rabid bear and got separated."
>"No, sir, I don't. I don't want to say much more."
>"Well, I think it's best you kids make for home. It's getting dark, and it's cold out there."
>Fast forward a few hours and we are home.
>Not a Word to Grandma
>About two days later we are getting ready to go into town for breakfast and do some shopping.
>As I walk past the built in with all the photographs, there's a face there that I must have seen a thousand times, but only now struck me.
>"Jacob ______ Iwo Jima, 1945,CPL USMC."
>It's him
>It's the guy that helped me up
>holyshitwat.jpg.
>It's my Grandpa who died when I was very young.
>O.k., maybe coincidence?
>Go down to the basement, down to the cellar fireplace's mantle
>There's an old rifle I know has been hanging up there for years
>It's there.
>It's identical
>and I swear to God. It felt hot to the touch.
I still don't know if it was all a bad hallucination, a dream, or what the fuck is going on out in Godknowswhere MN, but I am not going back.

>>32581059
Laughed pretty hard at this one

>>32585009
If it's a Navajo entity, how does it understand it's English name? Or is it the intent behind saying its name, regardless of what language the name is said in, which draws its attention?

>>32582048
>that file name
kek

>>32597003
lol/10

>>32597395
Grandpa's such a senpai man not even death can stop him from protecting his brood

>be about 11 or 12
>it's halloween
>trick or treating with my little sister and aunt
>aunt is in her early twenties, sister is around 8
>live in fairly standard burbs, but there's a fairly dense woods near my old (then current) elementary school
>a bunch of rich old people live in the woods
>it's like a neighborhood within a neighborhood
>decide to try out a few of the houses that straddle the border between the 'normal' portion of the neighborhood and the part nestled in the woods
>huge_handfuls_o_candy.fla
>all of us get excited and decide to go further into the woods
>the handouts get bigger and better the further we go
>woods eventually thin out and we enter what looks to be a second neighborhood
>aunt is starting to get concerned, isn't familiar with this area at all
>none of the houses in this second neighborhood are even lit, or decorated for that matter
>no trick or treaters, either
>this is despite the fact that it's like, 7:20 at the latest
>even as an admittedly dim child, i could sense something was off
>aunt could obviously sense it too
>sister's complaining about her feet hurting
>this neighborhood looks fucking creepy
>it's hard to describe, it was too perfectly normal
>the streets seem to stretch out way longer than anywhere else in the entire city
>darkness begins to rapidly fall
>again, it's like 7:20 or 30 at this point
>go back into woods
>streets are hard as hell to navigate in the darkness
>end up tripping on an overgrown root and hurting my ankle pretty badly
>finally see my elementary school
>emerge back onto home turf
>everyone's feet are hurting (mine especially)
>just call it a night
>the giant handfuls helped swell our bags despite the time we lost

I moved out of there after high school, and I'm still not sure what the deal was with that 'second neighborhood.' Thinking back on it all of the houses looked pretty new, so maybe it was just a newly constructed housing project. Would explain why it was so empty.