Interesting encounter sent to me by a listener: “The first time I had something happen that I can’t explain was while camping with my girlfriend in college. This must have been the summer of ’99.
We were doing some car camping in an area that is about an hour drive from Ft. Collins, where I lived. To make a long story short, around 2 in the morning we both woke up to rocks landing all around our tent. I actually don’t remember the small details like how long certain things went on, but the rocks weren’t big. This was the summer that the movie ‘The Blair Witch Project’ came out. I’m not sure if you saw that movie, but in it they would be awoken in the middle of the night to rocks being thrown around their tent. I honestly thought that someone had driven by our campsite earlier in the day and came back to scare us ‘Blair Witch style’. My girlfriend actually whispered to me asking if I had told my roommates where we were camping so they could come scare us. We just assumed it was people. At one point I yelled out that I had a gun and would use it. Nothing changed. We kept hearing rocks all around the tent.
This must have gone on for about an hour or so before I heard what I thought was a man screaming because he was being murdered. It didn’t sound very close to us. It sounded like it was up the valley where we were camping. At that point I thought the group of people that were messing with us were actually messing with another group camping somewhere. I thought they were killing him. I couldn’t think of any other reason someone would be screaming like that at 3 in the morning. That got me very freaked because I thought that we would be next. I don’t normally freak like that. Something about it had me frozen. My girlfriend wouldn’t leave her sleeping bag, either. At one point I sat up and looked out of the tent door a little. It was cloudy so it was dark.
I couldn’t see anything, but I did hear something moving around our tent. There was more than one person or whatever for sure. What ended up happening is I laid there listening to it for a couple more hours until it started to rain a little bit. When the rain came, it was loud enough on the tent that it drowned out all of the sounds I was hearing like movement and rocks. I was able to relax a little then, thinking that the people would have left with the rain. I laid there until it started to get light out. We only heard the scream once and after the rain didn’t hear anything else again. This isn’t a crazy encounter and I always thought it was people. I didn’t think it could be anything else until recently when I started listening to your podcasts. Someone made mention of the Sierra Sounds audio and I took a listen. There was a scream in that audio that sounded exactly like the scream we heard that night.”