I'm bored /out/, post the scariest shit that's haooened

>>>/x/

>>1002446
field mice jumping through the branches
Shit was loud as fuck, thought it was planet of the apes all over again until I shined my light up.
Never seen that kind of thing before.

That's it, nothing else really happens in the San Gabriel mountains...

>>1002456
I'm not saying necessarily anything paranormal, like once my uncle was stalked by a mountain lion and almost shit his pants.

>>1002456
You fags are the cancer.

>>1002446
>Be 13
> Never been camping in a tent before
>First night is fine
> Second night, I start hearing screaming.
>Sounded like a woman being murdered
>Very close, half mile at the most.
>Gets louder and louder.
>More and more screaming sounds like thousand Russian women being beat by their husbands
>Finally dead silence
>Fugging coyotes

>>1002467
Ever heard a fox? Fuck that shit

Scariest shit? Oh, boy, do I have a few.

Going to start with the main one, probably going to be long as fuck, maybe not, who knows? I've never really told it before, so here it goes.

>Be me, 20 y.o. little stoner degenerate
>Be hanging out with old buddy from high school days
>Haven't seen him in like forever
>Consider him my best friend, almost like a brother
>Invite him to new friends house in new town I live in to hangout, catch up, and get to know my new buds.
>Things are going along pretty smoothly, when all of a sudden, boom, there's LSD being offered out.
>Long story short, friend and I end up doing some. Way too much in fact.
>We both do like six hits, possibly double dipped, which might mean it was actually 12 hits.
>Shit's chill for awhile, I start fading away into my own little world
>All of a sudden hear loud ass crash
>Snap out of it
>Look over and see my old friend getting thrown out the front door by my new buds, who are wielding knives and a broom, looking spooked as fuck.
>WTF
>Rush over
>"Guys, what's going on?"
>One bud looks me dead in the eye and says I have to leave.
>WTF redux
>"Seriously, guys. What's going on?"
>They tell me my old friend started freaking out, so they kicked him out.
>OhShitHe'sFreakingOutAloneInPublic.exe
>Rush outside
>Friend doesn't look like friend anymore, he looks like a weird golem/monkey, screeching like a retarded Sasquatch and whipping flower pots against the neighbors houses.
>OhShitWeAreSoFucked.epub
>"Dude! What the fuck are you doing?"
>More retarded Sasquatch screeching
>Wrestle him into my car, since he's benign loud, destructive, and obviously can't be in public.
>Friend starts thrashing around while I have him in death lock, trying to subdue him
>Manages to get one foot free, kicks out my window.
>I'mGoingToFuckingSkinYouWithThatBrokenGlassYoulLittleBitch
>Friend manages to break free
>Escapes vehicle
>Runs around in circles like a wacky waiving arm inflatable tube man hooked up to an RC Car

>>1002474
>I need to get out of here
>Start my car, start driving away
>Friend runs in front of my vehicle, then freezes like Deer In Headlights
>Stop just in time
>Friend runs around to side of car
>"Are you coming with, or not?"
>Friend hops in the back
>Start driving away, massive thunder storm begins.
>Friend starts getting antsy
"I need to get out of this car."
>Have no time for this shit
"You need to just relax until I can get us somewhere safe."
>Friend says he can't
>"Well you're going to."
>Dude leap frogs out the broken window while I'm doing like 70 mph
>Oh shit, he's fucking dead
>He's fucking dead. I just got my best friend killed
>His kids are fatherless
>Freaking the fuck out
>Vision is gone
>Replaced by bursting, vibrant colors
>Get completely lost in the moment
>Zen, serene
>Colors are gone
>There's a tree like two inches in front of me
>I'm still doing 70 mph
>Oh shit
>Crash car
>Steering wheel breaks free from column
>Windsheild simultaneously shatters
>Tree branch comes through and snack me so hard in the face I see a flash of white
>Manage to pull legs up to my chest as front of car is flattened
>Almost fucking paralyzed
>My car is totaled
>I'm off the road, in the woods
>I can't even remember which way I was going
>"This just got too real."
>Climb out of car through broken windshield
>Completly lacerate my back
>Face feels like it's indented down the middle
>I think to myself that I'm permanently disfigured
>But Im still alive, and still moving
>No time to freak out, need to figure out where I am
>Start walking forward
>Realize Im walking uphill
>All of a sudden I'm on top of a railroad overpass
>I can't figure out how to get back down
>Fuck
>Nothing else to do, so I start walking
>Brings me into the woods
>Deep into the woods
>I wander off the tracks the first opportunity I get
>Now I'm completely fucking lost
>I hear a weird sound
>I turn, begin looking around
>Freeze
>It's my fucking friend
>Except, it's not

>>1002485
How long does it take to finish the story, jeeeeeezis

>>1002490
Jumps on the floor, everybody walk the dinosaur

>>1002485
>He's see-through
>Gets really close, then really far away, and back again in the span of a few seconds
>Fuck, I'm still hallucinating
>"You killed me."
>Echoes throughout the woods
>I'm just hallucinating
>My friend is everywhere I look, bum rushing me, until right before he can pounce, when he starts back again from a few hundred feet away.
>No matter where I look, he's there.
>My friend
>The one I killed
>"You killed me."
>I'm just hallucinating
>"You killed me."
>I'm just hallucinating
>"YOU KILLED ME!"
>Nope.jpg
>Start running
>Full on sprinting through pitch black woods
>At least I can't see my friend anymore
>Trip
>Tumble down ravine
>Land painfully
>On my neck
>Second time I almost became paralyzed that night.
>Sit up
>The ground starts moving
>My friend emerges from the dirt, made of moss, soil, and grass
>"Uuuuuuuggggghhhhh...."
>Ravine starts to close above me, forming air pocket
>Ground becomes snakes
>I'm going to be trapped in the center of the Earth with a dead man.
>"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
>Sprint to top of ravine
>Ground crumbles
>I'm clutching at the Earth, sliding further down into my oblivion
"I. Need. Strength!"
>Pull myself back up out of it.
>Run back through woods, somehow wind up back at railroad tracks
>Try to sleep next to it until LSD wears off, and I can be sane again.
>Impossible
>Keep thinking about how I'm a pathetic, wounded, disfigured freak now who's somewhat responsible for his friend's death.
>Get back up
>Start walking back to overpass
>Exhausted, hurt, just wish this was over.
>If only the Sun would come up, enough time would have passed that I should be somewhat sober.
>Still tired
>Start singing to keep my spirits up
>"Sunlight and Strength. I need sunlight and strength. Sunlight and Strength. I need sunlight and strength."
>Make it back to overpass
>Somewhat more sober, so I can sort of figure this out.
>Lower myself along the side, using decorative stone texture to slowly lower myself to the road.

>>1002468
How about a fisher cat?

>>1002474
I like this story bro. Would you please continue

>>1002500
>>1002485
>>1002474
Good story, keep going. And it sounds like you were on about 550-600ug. 12 tabs (or 1200ug) would immobilize you.

>>1002500
>Make it
>Fuck yeah.webm
>Can't find car
>Stand in middle of road and wave down first did that comes along
>If I can just make it home, I can get my stepdad t bring me back with his truck and his sober eyes can hopefully find it, pull me out, and tow me back home so i can get away with this shit.
>Walk up to car, disfigured, still bleeding.
>"I was in a car crash, I can't find my phone, and I'm hurt. Can you please help me?"
>"Fuck you!"
>Speeds off
>Wow, I love Grand Rapids, MN
>Wait for next guy
>Wave him down
>Nice old dude
>Says he won't give me a ride, but he'll call the cops for me.
>Whatever, I give up. I wrecked my car, killed my friend, and I might look like the guy from the Goonies
>"Awesome, thank you."
>Cops show up immediately
>Turns out they have my friend in custody
>Crazy asshole hit the pavement doing 70, got up, and started sprinting, foo his retarded Sasquatch yell through town until he got Swat Teamed
>He's at the hospital Hooked up to IV drips, finally calmed down and sleeping.
>I get an ambulance ride, find out I'm not disfigured, I was just freaking out, and otherwise, I'm ok.
>Wind up spending Labor Day weekend in jail, get out on probation for 2 years.
>Got 8 months to go.
>On the bright side, completely turned my life around, have a decently paying job, GF, and own a house now
>Never touching drugs again
>Don't talk to friend anymore, but always have memories of when we were young punks having fun.
>Stupidest thing I ever did, but at the same time, it was also the best thing that ever happened to me since it got me to straighten my shit out.

>19
>camping w/ bros
>FL clay country.
>long abandoned property
>technically trespassing, no fucks given
>pass old (late 70's) abandoned trailer on way in.
>nothing interesting, lot of broken glass.
>leave, hike, make camp, chil, tuck in for the night.

We had a little bit of rain around 12, then about 1am wake up to the most ungodly noise ever. Imagine every death wail and bloody shriek you've ever heard, multiplied by a hundred and amped to 11.

At first it was just one shriek. Then about a hundred more slowly joined in.

>wake up quick, chaos and terror
>nekkid bits seen, tents torn, panic
>dead silence

Absolutely nothing for a few seconds/hours, then a distant plane, before the normal sound of the forest slowly kick back in. As we're getting or nerves and wits together, cleaning up the camp a bit, we start to not use a bunch of small greenish yellow eyes out in the darkness, just outside of the light. Worry a bit until one makes a very obvious hop.

Toads. As time goes on, one hops into the camp. Ugliest fucker we've ever seen.

>bright red eyes
>dull, dried blood red skin.
>typical "toad" pattern
>small, needle like teeth protruding from the mouth.

That fucker made the noise. Him and his buddies just like before. We manned up, caught three of the fuckers, then started packing up since it was almost 5 by that point.

We called FWC and they told us the whole story... Wanna hear it?

>>1002516
yeah shure m8

>>1002516
Yep.

>>1002510
Remember we're all autists here. Ee are exceptional at handling psychs in high dosages.

>>1002446
Getting lost on mushrooms

>>1002511
This other time, more scary for the people I was with than for me.
>Be me
>Degenerate 16 year old stoner
>Invite friends over
>Sit out in Ma/Steodad's yard smoking pot and doing pills in the middle of Summer
>They live like 8 miles out of town and have 11 acres, so no fucks given.
>Decide to hike through this trail that leads through all 11 acres, plus like five more, eventually opening at abandoned construction site.
>Get halfway out
>Fuck I'm high, where are we going
>Start thinking out loud about the sudden drop offs that go like a thousand feet down, and how someone could get lost out here for days, if they ever made it back.
>Friends start shitting themselves
>I'm completely oblivious to this
>Tyrns out I was going the right way and lols we're had by all.

>>1002516
Turns out, back in 79 some herpetologist bought the place and parked the trailer out there to house a few specimens he had collected both at home and abroad.

He died in 82. No one is quite sure how, the cops didn't dig too deep. They didn't find him for six months. They had no clue what he had, but they know a few had to have escaped. Yep.

A few of them survived and started breeding. Since then the place has been a sort of miniature hillbilly Galapagos. The toads are actually an extremely inbred batch of a species from south america. Not native, but not invasive apparently.

They also have small monitor lizards.

>>1002537
Fuckin Carl hiassen book fodder right there man. Good story :)

>>1002446
Oh shit it's hellhouse

>>1002511
>gf
Into the trash your story goes

>>1000000

Nothing super spooky but
>after HS
>visit friends house in woods w/ other people home from college
>play paintball, get sweaty
>decide to go to a big pond mile into the woods
>have to walk down road and dirt path
>swim for a while, goof around on a raft we found in the bushes
>we're in middle of the pond when sun is going down,
>hard to tell which shore we came from
>raft can't fit us all, few of us swim and can't see much at all
>make it back to shore but don't have phones/flashlights
>howthefuck.jpg do we get back?
>one friend guides us by memory and feel down dirt path (which branches off in dif directions)
>we're all bumping into each other and trusting our friend
>figure we'll be in the woods till morning
>friend's foot finally hits pavement, follow pavement back to house
>happy ending yada yada

>>1002572
The one in Maryland?

>camping at a state park near a road with scout troop
>7am in my tent
>wake up to a screech and what sounds like a giant metal dumpster hurling through the woods
>loud as fuck
>hearing screaming
>guy rolled his f150 on the turn in the road fast enough to roll through the woods into our campsite
>stopped 30 feet away from my tent

nobody hurt but the driver, apparently swerved to avoid a deer.

let that be a lesson to all of you when it comes to deer, either brake or take the hit, especially if you're in a pickup, don't be like this dumbfuck.

>sitting around campfire at night
>get to to take a piss with flashlight in my mouth
>taking that piss
>hear wolves howling across lake
>instinctively turn my head to look
>a big pair of glowing eyes at my level
>startle and piss on myself
>it was a big fucking owl in a tree like 20m away down a hill

I was wild camping on a nice meadow in Bosnia-Herzegovina, no tent, just a mattress on the floor.
As I was packing the following morning
>I discovered that I slept on a fucking land mine all night long
One false turn in the sleep could have scattered by body all over the perphery in a quantum of a second.

>>1002642
BOOM shake shake shakey de room, BOOM shake shake shakey de room, take take takey de broom

>>1002598
Yup, in Patapsco state park. I was just there a couple weeks ago

>>1002585
Touchy boy

>>1002639
Don't brake. At least, if you're going fast enough anyways. One time I did that going around 70 and I ended up in the ditch anyways.

Just take the hit if it comes down to it, don't be like the dumbass in the truck who fucked up his vehicle and almost killed some people. Hell, don't be like me. I ended up going sideways and skidding into the oncoming lane before I went in the ditch. If someone had been coming from the other direction we would have collided.

>>1002511
>>1002500
>>1002474
Ex-degenerate stoner here, this is literally one of my worst fears. The exact reason I don't take psychs in high doses.

>>1002666
I live like 15 minutes away from there, but I'm way too much of a pussy to actually go see it. Just like the abandoned mental asylum in Marriottsville.

>>1002857
Yeah, I was always really good about that shit. I could do more shit than my friends and handle it pretty good.

There's a point though where shitnjust gets real. I actually didn't believe it at first, I thought it was just a meme.

Nope.

>>1002446
>hear bear roar
>run and piss myself
>keep hearing it at random intervals in fields, woods, at home
>no bears around whatsoever
>finally realize it's the sound of birds diving and pulling their wings up at the last second
>still pee a little everytime I hear it

>>1002987
Ive been and it's only scary at night. Just find the staircase and follow the path.
Honestly it's not worth the trip unless you're bored. Just foundation everywhere and that one altar.

Also free admission to the state park if you walk through the train tunnel.

>>1002446
>be in 4th grade
>mountain biking down valley wall
>go farther than I've ever gone
>sun is going down
>a few coyotes start stalking me
>they stay uphill and behind me
>all I can think about is the steep trail with loose rocks I have to ride up soon
>tell classmates next day in school
>they just laugh and think I'm phibing

>be adult
>laying in tent
>coyotes on far side of lowland
>2 or 3 different locations
>they travel over to my location
>sniffs the bush I pissed on
>yaps like a chihahua
>I go to sleep

growing up is nice, now I just have to worry about cats, bears, wolves, hogs, and all those hoofed green eaters

>>1002987
You at umbc by chance?

>>1002511
What did you get charged for?

>>1002446
Completly lost my fucking mind trying to murder someone with my bare hands...

>be me
>be redkneck town party and bonfire and swim at the river
>be friends with naturally massive human being
>gigantobro.jpg
>gigantobro and other bro somehow get into a pissing match and square off
>other anons talk them down
>hour or so latter they shake hands and all is well
>or so we thought...
>anon i have hated my entire life is there and out of knowwhere necks gigantobro with a full beer bottle slicing his throat from the front all the way around passed his fucking ear.
>so much blood we junked the pickup...
>normal person would have been a raisin and dead.
>not gigantobro though
>he goes full reeeeee ready to throw down at everyone in a blind rage
>bottlekid faggot hit and run
>it took fucking 6 of us and tying his ass up to get him into the truck and the er
>when they left i immediately go to hunt down bottlefag and fucking choke him to death
>of course we are in a corner next to wood, a river, and a corn field.
>hes just gone
>i hunted the woods and field and even swam the river until noon the next day where i passed out from exaustion and almost drowned myself in the fucking river
>dried off on the walk to the highway and hitched to town where i knew gigantobro would be dead.
>tough bastard is drinking straight everclear in the er...

After seing him "okay" and talking to others i calmed down enough to not commit a felony.

I did piss off his brother tho. Kek. Said bottlefag got into a car wreck and i was like horey shet did he die tho?

Dude said no and i got pissed. Then he got pissed....

>>1002639
Top fucking kek.

31 in deer country. Hit my first ever dear last month at like 50 ona drirt road. Right over top of that bitch and not a scratch. And it ran the fuck away.

God i love my 86 c10

>>1002640
Mfw laying pvc pipe out for built water line.

Heavy. And dense woods so me and bro teamwork and stumble around pissed on uneven ground in the heat.

Buddy hal ray over barbed wire fence. Fucking giant owl swoop down and flog his ass. No idea why. Broad daylight. Maybe protecting eggs?

Pull out my taurus 1911 .45 and put a clip in that bitch when my buddy hit the deck and it went up 10 feet for another dive.

Go back to base.

Tell boss anon i bet u 20 bucks i can shoot an owl in the air with my pistol.

Lol whatever faggit.

Yell PULL at buddy. He reaches into truck and throws it in the air and i emoty another clip.

And that is how i got $20 and murdered a great horned owl.

>>1002642
Fuuuuuuck anon

>>1003264
Just dear here. Hogs are comming tho! Gimme that bacon piglet.

Bro traps all the time 5 miles away. I can set in my loader 50 hours a week and hog hunt soon!

>>1003406
No, but I went there years ago

>Be construction worker in up in the mountains of Idaho.
>work 11 hour days hauling rocks.
>still go hiking every weekend by myself.
>clime pine infested mountains.
(why can't Idaho into flora diversity?)
>find beautiful vantage point with the salmon river in view.
>wait for sunset for new background photo.
>start hiking back good sense of direction and night vision/full moon, no worries.
>Wolf pack howls.

>>1003489
they're oversized armadillos, have fun watching them upturn the earth

>>1003587
Everywhere in Maryland has a fucking paranormal story behind it I've learned, not including the new urban areas (i.e. bethesda/silver spring).

not super spooky and not super /out/ either
>few of my friends are home from college
>none of them have cars anymore
>pick up my one friend in town and we go to pick up another.
>shes out at some girls cabin in the middle of god damn nowhere.
>sends us a pin and we start driving.
>probably about 10pm in january.
>friend is navigating, we're driving down all these narrow mountain roads, no other cars around
>tells me to turn down this one lane road, with no signs or anything, but its at least its paved so whatever.
>keep driving, road winds up this steep mountain, thick trees on both sides,
>road is elevated from the ground, nowhere to pull off or turn around the entire way.
>start to get a bad feeling about this
>after a few miles we call the our friend, realize that this is not the road we need to be on.
>keep going because i'm not going to be able to back out of this windy ass shit for 5 miles in the dark.
>eventually reach the top of the mountain, and the end of the road.
> greeted by a 12 foot barbed wire fence with a large gatehouse.
>behind it is this eerie compound looking place hard to tell how big it was.
>no people around, no signs, nothing. but the whole place was lit up by streetlights
>manage to maneuver my car around and start heading back
>feeling better once we get a mile or so from the compound
>suddenly headlights in my rearview mirror
>keep going cause what the fuck else am i gonna do
>headlights get closer.
> i cant really speed up because the roads so narrow and sudden sharp turns
>can tell by the height of the lights its an SUV or truck behind me
>follows me, a few feet from my bumber
>suddenly the lights go out
>keep driving and turn back onto the "main" road.
>no sign of SUV


so nothing really happened but it was weird

>>1002468
What does it say?

>>1002468
>It's an "Anon uses drugs and thinks something scary happens Episode"

>>1002516
>Toad
>Needle-like teeth
>Must be inbred
No living toad or frogs have needle teeth, and inbreeding would not produce anything like it.

>>1005069
I had a similar one
>Drinking a beer and driving with my buddy through this valley full of old coal towns on a saturday night
>Truck starts tailgating me, whatever, I was driving kind of slow because of the can of beer in my lap, speed up
>Nope, not good enough. He hets closer
>I get pissed, know that there's a road coming up that runs through a strip mine that connects two county roads with no houses or lights
>Turn onto it.
>He follows, no reason to be on this road unless he was fucking with us, and not just some asshole in a hurry.
>Tell buddy to load the 12 guage behind the bench. (He already did it, that is why we are friends)
>His headlights just dissapear
>Cut across the road and slam it to a stop
>We both hop out on passenger side to take cover behind the block
>Shotgun at the ready, he hits the road behind us with my spotlight
>Nothing, no truck. He's just gone
>Ride around the rest of the night looking for the fucker, but couldn't find him.

>>1002446
>try to get off a mountain with gf
>find a trail that looks nice
>suddenly a deep suspicion hits me
>this trail looks funny
>hear some rumbling from behind
>it's almost like...
>fuck it's illegally made by downhillers
>not good, hear now bikes ripping down from above, no way they will see us in time
>good 2 meters from gf
>there is no way i'm going to reach her
>she is not good at handling crap like this, she is prone to panic and freeze
>yell at her to get off the trail
>jump to the side to show her by example
>get her moving just in time

yeah shit was scary and it was not like there was much room for us to go off trail.

>>1002446
I was surrounded by wild boar in Texas. They were bumping into my hammock and stuff. I was tired so I went back to sleep.

>>1005492
fuck downhillers desu

>>1003466
Criminal Vehicular Operations - Driving Under A Controlled Substance - Schedule I Drug, and attempted murder because of my friend, but that one didn't stick because he wasn't in the car when it crashed.

Other time:

>Me, 18 y.o. Degenerate stoner.
>Same friend from first story, and assorted other ragamuffins go out to large Iron Ore Pit in Chisholm, just south of Dark River.
>We lived in the Iron Range, where we had the largest man-made mine in the world (the "little Grand Canyon") and there's literally Iron Ore like, everywhere.
>So anyways, we head out to this place in the middle of nowhere, that just happens to be a nice little pit of Iron Ore surrounded in a perfect circle by dead trees, with the only opening being the road in.
>We go trudging through the woods, find a bunch of kindling, toss it in a pile, and start a fire.
>Being degenerate stoners, we started drinking and smoking the marijuana.
>This was back when I had never been "too drunk", so I thought I could just keep drinking, and get to levels of increased fun.
>Start just going to town on a liter of Black Velvet whiskey.
>We're all standing around the fire, reminiscing about other crazy shit we've done.
>Suddenly, we hear voices.
>A lot of voices.
>They sound like little kids.
>Everyone could hear it, and it went on for a long time. You couldn't make out what they were saying, but you could hear faint laughter and whispering, almost like they were hiding just a foot or so away from us, and giddily whispering amongst themselves about how they were spying on us, not aware we could hear them.
>Except there wasn't anybody there.
>Some people got a little freaked out, but I was three sheets to the wind, so it was very minimal to me.
>Until the fire started dying.
>Me and a couple of guys had to trudge back into the woods for more.
>Mind you, these woods weren't that thick, there were a lot of trees, but if you peered the right way you could see between them for miles.

>>1006061
>The voices were everywhere
>Always just a little too far away, sometimes sounding like they were right behind you, but you could never really make out any words, just the sound of their voice, and and their general mood, which seemed to be giddy and excited.
>It was kind of like sitting in the middle f a crowded kindergarten class during playtime, where it's just excited chaos, and if you're not paying attention you don't hear anything that's actually being said, just the commotion of it all.
>No matter how far out we went, the voices stayed the same. Always sounding the same distance away, and the same volume. Though, they did seem to get closer when you tried to ignore them, and grow further away when you paid attention, and listened for them. Otherwise it grew and faded at random.
>We stalked back to the fire, and threw some more wood on it, getting a little spooked.
>Getting back into the conversation, I started chugging away at my bottle, trying to drink a liter by myself, until I literally blacked out mid-swig.
>Woke up in friend's porch the next morning, finding out I was a bit of a buffoon the other night, and hearing stories from everyone about how gone I was.
>Nobody mentions the voices again, and at the time I didn't think about bringing it up to anyone because of the hangover/dehydration.
>If you're ever in Chisholm, though. Ask some of the locals about the Jordan Pit, and try camping out overnight. My crazy car adventures really beat the risk taker out of me, now I like to stay safe and build my nest, but maybe you can have a cool adventure, or at least have fun getting scared.

>>1006065
Other time;
>Be me
>20 y.o. Degenerate stoner
>Living in camper behind my Mom's house because stepdad is a dick
>Pacing the living room of camper for awhile, ski king the marijuana, lost in thought, daydreaming,
>I've always been really imaginative, so I can get pretty deep in my own head and just forget the world for like, ever.
>I can vividly see imagined things to the point where sometimes I don't even see the real world with my eyes open if I concentrate hard enough.
>One time when I was 8, I did it for like two hours straight, and didn't notice my uncle disassembling our television until I stopped for a drink of chocolate milk.
>Anyways, back to story.
>I had been pacing for awhile, only God knows how long. It was deep into the night, I want to say maybe 1 a.m.
>Realize there's been a sound in the background for a long time.
>A weird sound
>A sound you shouldn't hear in real life, especially in the woods, especially at night, and most importantly, not in the comfort of your own backyard.
>It like that *BRRRRZZZ* sound you hear before machine gun fire in military gifs on /gif/, you know the one, with the crazy light show that's suppose to take out anti ground to air mussels or some bullshit.
>Stop, and listen carefully.
>Very carefully.
>Now would probably be a good time to mention my camper was always invested with moths. I only had a shitty screen door on the thing, with a thicker, outer door that was broken, and didn't like to close right.
>So eventually, no matter what, my camper would get filled up with moths, either from them finding a way to ninja in, or me having to go outside to piss every once in awhile. Leading to a cycle of me getting stoned and day dreaming, until the moths would become unbearably annoying, leading to a pause in stoner time where I would travel through the camper, and kill all the bastards, before resuming smoking.
>So anyways, I'm sitting there listening to this sound, and I realize it kind of sounds like bird wings.
>Wtf

>>1006072
>"What kind of bird sounds like that?"
>"Why would it sound so close?"
>Turn my flashlight app on my phone on, and begin shining it around.
>It lands on the screen door.
>Sweet Mary, the Mother of God.
>It's a moth.
>Except, it's not any moth.
>It's the King Moth.
>It's fucking Mothra, and I ain't no Godzilla, whether or not I hit the bing and feel like taking down Hong Kong, and frying up niggas like wontons.
>No, I am not prepared for this.
>This son of a bitch is bigger than my head, bigger than my chest. Just in body size.
>It was easily two and a half, to possibly three feet long, about 10-12 inches wide, and I don't even know about its girth/circumference.
>What I do know is, that sound was being made by its wings.
>Massive wings.
>It would stop every once in awhile, and then start up again, and the fuckers were like two to three feet long by themselves.
>This thing was fucking big.
>But it's a moth, so it's probably harmless, right?
>I crouch down by the door, and try to flick at it through the screen, hopefully scare the fucker away.
>It doesn't give a fuck, it's the king of the moths.
>Flick really hard, the door pops open.
>Oh fuck
>Slam it closed really quick, big Tucker's still on it, but a bunch of little one's get in.
>Contemplate just going out here and kill it, immediately hunk about the thing landing on my face.
>Nope.
>Gross as fuck, senpai
>Not this guy.
>Suck my ducking dick, ain't going to happen.
>Start just barely opening little slider latch thin on door and passing out the little square instead of actually going outside at night, because apparently, there's some big fucking bugs out there.
>The fucking thing came back like every night because Inwas a big light source in a world of darkness, and it was just a dick like that.
>Fuck. That shit. Love camping, but so glad I live in a house now. Though, honestly, the camper life wa spretty nice for awhile.

>>1002446

Guys with guns that kept looking at me -_-

>>1006049
indeed. i would have just tackled the fucker if i was the one above i wouldn't have cared if he died. but gf is not built like a rock.

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>>1006107
Do you have a cute boipussi?

>>1006061
Fuck man, you're lucky the attempted murder didn't stick.

>>1008218
Oh, I know.
They were trying to get me 10 years to life in prison. I thank God that He got me through that.

Now it's sort of a blessing in retrospect, He scared me straight in a way that showed me how much I had to lose, and how far I actually could fall, then stuck me with something that was, in comparison, a slap on the wrist, and also forced me to get sober. Then, after all that He gave me more than I ever had before, and the knowledge to truly realize, respect, and cherish it.

>>1008300
That's great anon, drugs aren't worth doing anyways. Besides MJ, that is always acceptable.

>>1008636
Just cos anon was a huge fucking idiot doesn't mean drugs are bad. Think of it like firearms. As a filthy brit I'm not even for guns, but this kind of story is basically the equivalent of someone attempting to clean a loaded gun in their living room and accidentally shooting their child in the head.

>>1008640
Totally man, there are plenty of drugs that are okay. End of the day though, is it worth the money? I mostly stopped doing them because of that reason.
I'll still do them here and there.

>In college on summer break
>Camping in NJ Pine Barrens with two friends
>Second night out on trip
>Had two beers, without eating dinner yet, nothing big but slightly tipsy. It's late dusk
>I go out to piss
>Go out a little into tree line
>Piss and turn around, literally facing the direction of my camp. I've ran through this a million times and I'm absolutely certain it was the same direction I came
>A few steps out, there's trees where they weren't before
>Remain calm, and turn around in every direction, trees everywhere without any hint of an open area where we were camping
>Stand still for a little bit, and go back the direction I was originally moving towards and walk a few yards
>Still just trees
>I stopped again and whistled. Nothing. I swallowed my pride and yelled. Nothing. Tried it several times very loud. Absolutely nothing, no sounds except the distant singing of a bird going to sleep.
>I walked forward for about a minute. Just pine trees.
>Turned around and walked back to where I was before.
>Tried to find my piss spot. Couldn't.

About an hour passed of this and I was pretty panicked

>>1008695
>I had been calling and walking around for the last twenty minutes straight. It was completely dark by now.
>Hear a yell back. It sounded like a muffled human voice.
>Tried moving closer to it. The yell repeats. I noticed then that it picked up this bizarre shrill high pitched sound at the end of the yell. It was very inarticulate sounding.
>I didn't yell.
>It did it again and sounded closer. I just stood there as something about the sound made me terrified.
>Every fiber of my being told me to get away the sound. But a little thought in my mind told me not leave as I could be acting illogically from being lost and it could be my friends.
>It sounds again, this time even shrilling and horrible. That one thought remains and I stay.
>After a period of time of complete silence, I've thought this over often and I really can't figure out how long this was, I hear it again.
>As soon as I hear it I bolt in the opposite direction I don't even remember what it sounded like.
>Ran for a few minutes and ended up back at the campsite
>My friends weren't alarmed that I had been gone and hadn't kept track of when I left. They said they heard nothing the whole time. They laughed me off when I suggested we leave
>Couldn't sleep all night. I left in the morning, they stayed two more nights and friends from their school came
>Didn't tell them any details about it as they are complete assholes

It didn't sound like any frogs or birds or anything. It doesn't bother me much anymore, but I had trouble being in the dark or alone for about a year after that. I've tried to remember the last sound that made me bolt and I really can't no matter how hard I try

>>1003476
This is the dumbest thing I have ever read on the internet.

Please start reading books about life and politics.

>>1008737
Did you not comprehend the words you pretentious cunt?

>>1002666
>>1002987
>>1002446

Son of a bitch, I love Patapsco. Its cool to see it on here.

>>1005094
Underrated

>>1008768
This poster is clearly a nigger!!

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happened a few weeks ago

>Me and couple friends like doing urbex stuff every now and then
>find out about abandoned hotel/guest house about an hours drive from our town
>drive there and arrive at 11:30
>place is pretty big with lots of different building to look in
>basically every window as been smashed, main entrance has the lock broken off and door is hanging open
>we decide to go in a side door to main building
>being all sneaky and stealthy like
>random trash and broken glass everywhere hard to keep quite
>some walls even smashed in
>real Chernobyl type shit
>take some pretty cool photos and video for a bit
>make way into kitchen
>getting a little more confident so not so careful
>suddenly hear two loud and crunches from somewhere in the building
>motherofallnope.gif
>turn off our touches and go silent
>just sit there like fucking retards no knowing what to do
>one friend just says "okay um.... run?"
>booked it out of there through a broken window, got a few cuts
>ran through woods back to car

We were probably complete pussies about looking back but I'm glad we didn't wait around to see who it was.
Pic related, its from the kitchen.

>>1008636
>>1008640
Meh, my quality of life improved drastically, and Infeel like my head is a lot clearer, and my mind a lot sharper.

I think drugs are a meme, they're just a rut you fall into that's hard to climb out of.

>>1005492
>gf prone to panic and freeze

why do we date these high anxiety types anon?

>>1009730
It was probably just other urbex'ers, they probably trashed the place too.

I always thought urbex was cool, until I actually started doing it.

There's this ritzy country club out in the middle of the woods my Mom used to manage, and me and my friend ended up exploring it after we were looking for an out of the way place to chill and smoke, and after getting high we ended up wandering around and finding out the place wasn't locked. We went in and checked the place out, it was pretty cool and kind of eery, but mostly because it was this luxury place I had a Bunche of happy childhood memories from that was now crumbling to waste. Anyways we just looked around a bit, and I'l lad it I swiped a brochure from my Mom's old office to keep as a souvenir from my childhood.

Unfortunately, the friend I wa switch told all of our roommates, and they rounded up a group of their hipster friends to go exploring multiple times over that summer.

Fuckers started smashing windows, sealing old computers, spray painting shit, just generally causing mayhem. After I found out, I confronted one of them about it, and found out the dumbasses had started making up stories about the place, saying how the owner got murdered and it was haunted now and all kinds of bullshit, and somehow, they were dumb enough to actually believe the shit they were making up themselves.

It all culminated with me botching about it one day to my Mom when we were hanging out, and she informed me that the owner actually still lives on the property, so I let the dumbasses know they should quit raising hell over there, or they might end up getting picked up for trespassing.

I don't know if they still do it, but I'd hope not.

>>1010011
it's nothing that rare for that matter. only like 10-15% of the population is analytic and decisive in a dangerous situation. the rest requires training to have the right reflexes. those who are not trained will panic or freeze up.

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I used to live in bum fuck nowhere NH and I lived in a nice house that threw off a creepy vibe. Every single person that's purchased the property has either died or in my mother's case come pretty damn close. Anyways, a couple stories.

>about 16 at the time, loved going inna woods
>packed a rifle one day to hunt coyotes that were murdering my chickens and went fairly deep into the trees to set up shop
>unpack and prepare a spot in a small clearing around noon
>after sitting for a while it's suddenly night time and I'm laying on the ground
>I had no idea what the fuck was happening so I try to gather my bearings
>rifle was still in my lap but my backpack was about 10 feet up the hill from where I left it
>grab my shit and shuffle home in darkness
Never had anything similar to that happen before or after. Incredibly bewildering experience.

Then there's today

>driving through the town today and decide to roll by my old house because the person we sold it to got killed so the bank foreclosed on it
>property has been uninhabited for about a year or two if that
>after checking out the outer structures I look back towards the house and notice every window is open
>every single window is wide open
>I climb the stairs to the porch and notice that the door isn't even latched all the way
>after debating the pros and cons of trespassing I let my inner white kid come out and walked in
>the entire kitchen ceiling was collapsed
>the fridge was gone but the oven and microwave were displaying a reset code like the power went off and on
>the fish tank we gave to the new owners was a murky green and the filter was still trying to pump
>mold everywhere
>call out a couple times asking if anyone was there, no response
>start going upstairs to where the bedrooms were when I hear what sounded like something quickly get out of a bathtub or something
>go from defcon 4 to defcon 0 in a millisecond
>quietly backtrack and gtfo

saw a brown dude rolling a blunt with his negress concubine today
they had a blue heeler

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>>1008704
You heard a pukwudgie dude. They are part of the jersey native american folklore. They call out to people to make them get lost. Then they kill you. Not joking. That's pretty weird that happened to you. I always thought it was just people making up these stories, but it's weird that happened to you and you weren't familiar with these things before hand.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pukwudgie

Here's one that happened just last weekend!

>camping in the closest national park to me
>backpacking half of a trail for the weekend
>settle down in a pinewood clearing off the side of the trail for the night
>set up tent and get cozy, sitback on sleeping bag
>get distracted by the faintest scream
>screams. plural.
>Laughter too.
>It's about twenty minutes from nightfall and I'm sitting in the back of my tent pissing myself as this horrendous cacophony of shouts, screams and laughter draw nearer and nearer
>Immediately assume it's a pack of tweaked out drunks looking to reinact their favorite scenes from Deliverance on unknowing passerbys
>Work up some courage
> quickly slip on shoes and stand by my tent facing the trail. If I die I die a heros death
>the group creating the noise round the corner and

>they're boyscouts.
>about twenty boyscouts, laughing and trying as hard as they can to sing as baddly as possible.
>the two men leading the troop apologize for the noise as they lead them further on down the trail
>I wish them all a safe and pleasant hike.

>>1006072
I can imagine shit in my head like that 2 for hours

Got something
>be me last month
>decide to camp in a backcountry area
>dayhuke all the time there
>hike for a couple hours
>get to campsite and get set up
> make fire and cook food
>pot is absolutely trashed and water is low
>recall seeing a spring a couple yards away
>decide to go down,might as well hang bear bag as well
>get there, wash pot/fill water
>turn around and find a branch to hang bag
>take about a minute getting that set up
>turn around and pot/water bottle was gone
>commander we have a problem
>look around the area while cursing under breath
>no sight of pans or bottle
>decide to go back to campsite
>really anxious all night
>morning comes,pack up
>head back down trail
>come up on spring
>water bottle is upside down in pot with lid off
>whatthefuck.jpg
>pick it up and take it out
>never camp near that site again

I took research chemicals on a beautiful afternoon inawoods with two of my friends.
We took a regular dose of a previous tested substance, expecting the trip to be over in a hour or two.
For about one hour we were enjoying a moderate high and we had a good time, mostly laughing for no obvious reasons.
Then one felt sick and he went to his tent a few hundred meters away.
As my other friend and me imagined to hear him screaming, we went off in direction of our camps.
On the way there, I felt more and more dizzy, the surrounding was slowly fading into a monotonous blue and I was hardly abled to identify the objects around me.
Then my mind began to fail on me, I couldn´t focus on my rushing thoughs, leaving close to no memories of the following hours until I came back to sense, absolutely dehydrated and covered with bleeding scratches.
About 20 hours later, several kilometers away from the point my trip started.

>>1013518
What the hell did you take?

Riding motorcycle over whoop de doos abt 35 mph. Been riding all day. Fatigued. Get too much forward, and tail starts wagging. Let off throttle and get kicked over the bars. Hit the ground hard, don't bounce. In and out of consciousness with a mouthfull of sand. Cannot get up because pain. Cannot spit out sand because pain.
Ten minutes?
Half Hour?
Two hours?
Don't know how long. Wake up riding in the bed of a pickup truck to amberlamps on blacktop road. Three broken vertebrae and two cracked ribs.

Laying on the ground, unable to move was breddy spoopy. Do not recommend.

>>1009676
>shitty meme "music" reference
>underrated

>>1009697
no you're a nigger,
nigger

>>1002446

I remember when that cross wasn't just a skeleton. I think it's completely gone now, right?

>>1002987

All the scary stuff is gone :( Used to be able to go to the old paper mill and building along the traintracks for added spook but those are gone too.

>>1010193
Where in NH, anon?? I was looking for weekend plans anyway. I wanna investigate.

>>1010193
>>start going upstairs to where the bedrooms were when I hear what sounded like something quickly get out of a bathtub or something
>>property has been uninhabited for about a year or two if that
>>the entire kitchen ceiling was collapsed
>>mold everywhere

some water is running upstairs, why else would the ceiling collapse in a year? even exposed to the elements, the same with the mold, there's probably a steady trickle of water from somewhere.

>>1016974
sound observation. anon heard varmint inhabiting semi-aquatic homespace

>>1016990
>>1016974
If anon will give me the location, I can confirm this weekend.

>packing up tent
>just plastic sheet left
>grab sheet, revealing a massive beetle
>at least 10cm long
>sperging out on its back
>mfw must have rolled over him a couple times while sleeping

scarred for life, I hate bugs

no pic because mook fucked up 4chan

>>1002446
Bump to save

>>1017210
where was this
i love beetles

>>1017465
Vosges du Nord

>>1002446
fog and open root
https://youtu.be/kgMORAForzo

>>1003486
>Clip
Nice try

So, I'm on my family's land in the woods, planning to go hunting the next day, so I was scouting the trails for tracks and shit.

Find a small herd of 7 red deer, one buck. They're about 20 metres away, Buck looks a good size, 200 kg or so, so I start building a frame to help me carry it back.

Hour or so later, frame's done so I decide to head home. As I'm heading across a clearing, I see a fawn just chilling there, who comes closer as I walk past. It starts walking over, being friendly, so I stopped to pet it.

Then I hear this grumbling from the edge of the clearing. Turns out I didn't see the rest of the deer, including the 200 kg Buck.

He's obviously pissed, starts pawing the ground and thrashing his fucking huge antlers around. I'm just standing there next to the fawn, all I have is a pocket knife, so I'm just thinking fuck.

Moment comes and he charges head down for me, I know I can't outrun him, so I start zigzagging like fucking mad towards the tree line.

He obviously psyched up the rest of them, so they were running with him, as I could hear them thumping around after me. As I get to the tree line, I catch my foot on a branch and smash straight down on my nose. I scramble about and grab a rotten log to defend myself with.

At this point, the Buck is right on top of me, so I don't have time to do anything but block it. The blow launches me into a tree, so I'm pinned between it and the fucking enraged Buck. So about 5 minutes passes, consisting of him snorting in my face, and smashing my back into the tree, and me hoping the log doesn't break.

Then he backs off for another charge, I take my chance and dive behind the tree, and scramble up the next nearest tree.

After about 15 minutes they finally leave, and I stay in the thicker woods on the way back home. Needless to say, I came back the next day fully equipped and bagged that beast. (Luckily I caught him alone that time)

Tl;dr: Chased by a deer, then returned later to kill deer.

>>1018538
Also, that prick fractured my nose and gouged out some flesh from my arm. I didn't notice it until after the adrenaline wore off, as there was a lot of blood from my nose, and small cuts and scrapes on my arms and legs.

>>1018538
>not killing the buck with the pocket knife

hell's altar in elicott city in Maryland? ive been there a few times.

>>1020504
Yup

>>1002666
Anyone else notice Satan here was actually at the hellhouse a couple weeks ago?

>about 13 at the time
>Ohio
>out camping in the woods with 3 of my friends from school
>friends dad owns about 40 acres behind his house
>Gets dark out and we grab flashlights to go look around the woods and try to get spooked
>come across little clearing in the woods
>theres a downed tree on the side and has a big dirt pile with a hole in the side
>Start walking towards it to check it out
>footsteps start making crunching sounds as we get closer
>Whole area around the mound was littered with bones
>We get spooked and run back to friends house

Not sure if it was a coyote den or some shit. There had to be like a 20' by 20' area of bones where you couldnt see the forest floor.

>>1008695
why do i always hear bad shit about the pine barrens in NJ

>>1002459
shone* You shone your light up.

>>1002467
>like thousand Russian women being beat by their husbands
Tip top kek chap

>About 12yo hiking with my dad in the hills on the edge of the city
>there's almost no wild animals there, it's not known to be dangerous at all just some hills
>just bumbling along, not aware of what's around me
>notice there's a cow to the right of the trail ahead of us
>w/e it's just a cow, right?
>keep walking toward it
>cow suddenly turns directly toward us
>realize that there's a small calf on the opposite side of the trail, and we're now between this cow and her calf
>never been more terrified before that moment
>dad puts his arm in front of me, and starts pushing me backward
>backing up slowly
>cow lunges forward but dad yells and it bolts to get in front of the calf instead of trampling us
>turn around and go back home thinking I could've been murdered by a fucking cow

Not sure if this link works for everyone but I think this was the spot.

https://www.google.com/maps/@37.5154342,-121.9038513,106m/data=!3m1!1e3!10m2!1e2!2e10

>>1020504
I got pan fishing there, never been there though how spooky is it?story?