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Two friends and I had recorded some music earlier that day and we decided to listen to what we recorded at our tree fort at around 1AM near a national forest.
We took our getto blaster which is a portable tape player. If you look at the map you will see where we parked. The purple line on the map near the tree fort is a very thick line of bushes that is formed like a tall wall along the path.
So for about 10 minutes we were hanging out on the fort enjoying our music when we noticed a tall skinny tree on the other side of the bush fence was swaying back and forth. I am pretty sure a strong man could not make that tree sway like that. So we were now all concerned and stopped the music. There was no sound. I said we should probably stay up in the fort. And one of my friends, called Jaimal, said we should leave right away. And he started to climb down asap. My other friend , called Rabbit, went second and I followed and begged for them to wait at the bottom as it was dark down there.
We all started to run toward the car along the path as seen on the map. As we ran I could hear large pounding on the other side of the bushes and knew immediately whatever it was it was following us. I also knew that the trail was going to force whatever was following us away from us. You can see this on the map. When we got to the large clearing we could not see anything following us or hear anything. We continued to the car.
My two friends got on the dirt and rock road behind the car, and I stopped near the front of the car to take a pee. We all could now hear loud noises, like crunching leaves coming from the dark area where you see the red path on the map. The unknown thing was now forced to cut through the deep brush.
Jaimal was now swinging his bag that was holding the ghetto blaster like a helicopter yelling if you come over here I will kill you!
A dark figure could be slightly seen near the edge of the road. Now we started to hear the sound of feet sliding across the ground and because of the small rocks it sounded like a grinding noise. One slide after the next. I got the impression the feet sliding was to let us know if was coming toward us and to not scare us.
It stopped just short of the area where the moon light was lighting up the ground. And when it stopped it squatted as if it was trying to get a good look at us before it went further.
Next it stood up and as soon as it was fully in the moon light I could see a 8 foot tall silhouette of a large man like shadow. But what happened next blew me away as it seemed like is divided into two figures. I think there was another smaller figure, hiding behind the large figure the entire time. There were now two figures both sliding their feet and slowly coming toward us. I got the car keys ready to go.
When they got about 15 yards away I said let's go and went to the car. I quickly jumped into the car, which was a 4-door, and locked my door. Rabbit locked his door. Jaimal ran around to the passenger side and when he went to open his door, it was locked!
Jaimal was now pounding on the passenger window screaming “let me in”. The pounding was so hard I thought the window was going to break every time he hit it. I yelled to Rabbit to pull his lock up as I tried to pull my lock up. The Audi’s door locks were only little stubs barely above the door’s surface and not designed to be pulled. After maybe 1 minute the locks popped up and Jaimal jumped into the front seat and yelled hit the brakes. So I did and all three of us looked out the back window and the figures were nowhere to be seen. I asked Jaimal where they were and he said they had been at the back right corner of the car when the door unlocked.
Jaimal had recorded the entire event on the ghetto blaster. To this day I wish I had a copy of that tape. Jaimal still has this recording lost in a chest full of a few thousand cassette tapes.
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chilly shale