The Confessionals writes “Joe’s encounters don’t just blur the line between myth and reality; they obliterate it. In this episode, he recounts the night he came face-to-face with a Dogman and made a split-second decision that ended the creature’s life, an act that still follows him years later.
But that moment was only one chapter in a much larger pattern that includes repeated Bigfoot encounters, territorial aggression in the woods, and intelligent creatures that seemed to understand weapons, intent, and fear. Joe describes behavior that goes far beyond animals, strategic movements, government intimidation displays, and moments that felt deliberately personal.
As the stories stack up, a disturbing question emerges: what happens after you cross the line from witness to participant? This conversation explores the cost of survival, the reality of predatory entities in the wilderness, and why some encounters don’t end when you leave the woods; they follow you home.”
Brian L
Yeah…. don’t kill “Government Assets” says Fed Spooks…
why Government Spooks are messing with demonic creatures says alot about how far gone Special Access Programs have gotten. Kill All Dogmen.
Darin H
LMAOOO
Charles R
I have heard this man’s story before, again in the Manistee National Forest. Wow a ten foot Werewolf and then gov/t claims it is an assett of theirs – How so, and how can this be and how did they find out? Werewolf stories in this region of Michigan have been told since the 1800s and I pretty sure their was no gov/t activity behind them back then. I remember the paper mill he picked up from which is really Manistee, Michigan on the shores of Lake Michigan. Back in those times the late 1960s and beyond, the sky was thick with the clouds of exhaust and the smell was pretty bad. My Father and I would fish for Salmon in Lake Michigan out of Manistee and Ludington, when the first Salmon ones started in the late 1960s. Michigan transplanted first Coho then Chinook Salmon eggs taken from Oregon, into Lake Michigan rivers, in hopes to eat the Alewife takeover of Lake Michigan, and boy oh boy did this work.