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A listener writes “I have one encounter and one possible sighting I have to share with you.

My encounter happened first. It was long ago, I want to say five years. My friends and I caught wind of a “ghost road” just outside of town and naturally investigated. My gut is telling me it was spring or summer, as I know there was no snow and no leaf fall. We went out at two in the morning — according to the driver of the vehicle with whom I spoke with recently about the incident — and found a road, or the road. After driving the length we turned around disappointed and before getting back onto the highway, spotted a narrow road, not a driveway, going up the side of the bluff. We took that road up maybe sixty yards into a clearing where a cold storage building was being constructed (pure conjecture but my grandpa had one and they’re big garages).

We parked facing the building head on, with the headlights shining into its interior. My best friend and I got out and the driver and the shotgun passenger stayed inside with the car running but the radio off. My buddy and I walked straight off the back of the truck, with the clearing on our right and the road heading straight ahead of us at a steepening incline.

We stopped and heard it or heard it and then stopped, I cannot remember. But I heard something on two feet moving heavily through the woods just inside the treeline 30 yards straight ahead of us. It was moving perpendicular to us and towards us, and we froze. The footsteps covered a great distance in a little amount of time and was loud considering the lack of leaf fall! They moved, in a straight line, from our right, to in front of us, and then to our left. Then, when in the corner of the woodline next to the road, they stopped.
Our driver urgently called us back to the vehicle and we ran back to it sooo fast Wes, and we got in and we took off! As we were backing up and making a pointed turn to get back on this narrow road, the two of them up front said they noticed a person standing straight up at the end of a line of long-since used truck cabs. I can only assume the landowner had a collection and maybe hunting land nearby but there were no driveways we noticed on that road we came in on.

Years passed and we forgot about it. I recently got a new iphone and got into podcasts after happening to shuffle play an episode of SasChron on YouTube! I subscribed on my phone and I’m pretty sure I’ve listened to every episode. I became obsessed.
Listening to an episode, possibly Last Man Standing, don’t remember, I heard a witness describing being surrounded and something clicked when I heard a question you frequently bring up: is there anything weird in your past that you think could have something to do with this?

I freaked out.

The passenger up front didn’t reply to my messages about the incident but did confirm they saw a person just standing at the other end of the garage. I would have to describe it on the phone I don’t know how to in email. We were parked at the bottom right of the long side of a rectangle, and the person was straight across the car but on the other corner of the same long side.
I think we surprised two of these things and one stayed put while the other got as far behind us as it could without being exposed in the open. Then it waited. The driver doesn’t believe it was a Bigfoot, nor does he believe in them. The guy I got out with, though, does. And he was open to the possibility that it was an encounter.

Now the sighting — flash back to last night. My girlfriend and I like to cruise to Houston, MN, a drive of about 25/35 minutes, depending if we went to Hokah and turned around or all the way to Houston and turned around. This was a long cruise. I should note that we do this three or four times a week, sometimes more. And every time we go it I’m always paying attention to the treeline on the passenger side. I should also note that we go out late after we close at work. We usually go out at 11pm and get back at midnight.

We had passed through a heave fog bank over a marsh field outside of La Crescent and went to Houston and turned around. The whole ride we saw not a scrap of roadkill or a single wild animal, which is semiatypical. Roadkill is always around, and we saw none last night.
As we drove back through that first fog bank, I was watching out the window. Forty yards from the road, in three, four foot marsh grass were two jet black figures. The one we passed first was large but not massive. I estimate based on the grass height that it was no more than a hair above seven foot. It was wide, though. There is a difference between bushes and stumps at night and animal mass. I grew up on the Iron Range in Northern Minnesota, done plenty of night driving and spotting and those figures were alive.

I was a tad out of senses sir, and quite tired, and said nothing. The second figure was smaller, probably five foot, but a thick five foot. Wide like the first and distinctly, unmistakably, boxlike. They were outside of the headlights but inside the sight line next to the road. I remember how wide the upper body was on the first figure and how there were three clearly outlined “humps” at the top, which changed as we drove past and it appeared to turn to look at the smaller figure ahead/behind it. These were shoulders and a very low, but very clear, smooth dome between the two endpoints. The shoulders appeared slumped forward and and whole body from the waist up appeared to turn slightly as we drove right next to it and I could tell it was looking at the smaller figure.”