A listener writes “I live close to the close to Tennessee border. We have a pretty decent sized arsenal here well theres a drainage ditch that runs through the whole city even through the the Arsenal most of the Arsenal is Woods that nobody’s ever been in well this Creek its loaded with fish Largemouth bass and grimmel I do a lot of fishing in this Creek always have I call it a creek because the further south you go the deeper it gets it gets up to 20 ft deep in some spot we usually stay further north but I decided to sneak onto the Arsenal there’s usually a gate up big 20 ft tall fence well that day it was down and before we got to the fence we seen a deer dead front leg gone and his antler was broke off I thought nothing of it because we have a lot of coyotes right in this area and Deer break their antlers all the time.
Well I sneak onto this Arsenal about a good 2 to 5 miles I’m sitting here fishing on a dead tree and I see something move out of the corner of my eye across the creek so I immediately drop down behind the tree because I thought it was the army I thought I was for sure fixing to get shot for trespassing onto the Arsenal.
I’m laying there with my head barely peeking over the tree scanning the other side of the creek and then I see it and it’s just looking dead at me and I immediately got this feeling like I needed to get the f*** out of there it’s a feeling that’s hard to describe it’s almost like I wasn’t myself and I get the same feeling every time I think about it I don’t know if the fear took over or what but I jumped up and took off running as fast as I could back through the woods back to where all my friends was and I’m small guy and I move extremely fast through the woods so I ran a good 20 minutes steady and the whole time I thought he was right on my ass when I made it back to the gate where everybody else was I ran right past them didn’t say a word they thought the Army was chasing me so they all took out running behind me I Can’t Describe what he looks like I know he was like six foot but his eyes is something I will never forget he didn’t look mad or angry he looked scared just as scared as I was.
I don’t think he chased me or he would have caught me I think the fear was telling me keep running they put the fence back up and I’ve never went back there again and I’ll never go back there again this is the first time I told anybody I just heard your show a few times this week and a lot of people was talking about this same feeling so I thought I should share mine.”
Lisa B
That sinister look!
Ed A
It was horrible!
Ulrike H
Thank you for sharing your experience. Happy to hear that it didn’t turn out worse.
Janeda E
Whoa, I know that feeling. Hang in there buddy. Took me a couple of years to come to peaceable terms with it.