One evening about 2 weeks ago, I picked my grandson up from my daughter’s house to bring him to mine for the night.
It was about 7pm and dark on the 15 min drive back to my house.
When I turned onto my long, private gravel drive, I flipped my high beams on.
My ‘drive’ is more like a short gravel road. Just under 1/2 mile long. With 8 light poles lining the distance of the road.
Light poles are approx 300 ft apart. And my high beams illuminate about the same distance. From one light pole, I can see ahead to the next light pole.
About midway down the road, just past pole #4, my high beams shine on something in the middle of the road about where pole #5 is located.
I can only describe what I saw as something from a nightmare.
It looked like a deer. But it wasn’t a deer. It sorta moved like a deer, but didn’t move like a deer.
It did not look like anything of this world that I’ve ever seen before. The top of its head was cone shaped. Its deer-like snout was long, and stretched out looking. Its fur was that of a deer. But it was way too large for a deer. And I didn’t see any horns, so not a buck.
It looked like a cross between a deer, a werewolf from a scary movie, and an I don’t even know what.
It was as if it was something else, wearing a deer suit that didn’t quite fit.
It all happened very quickly and it immediately darted across the gravel into the tree line.
Its movement was not swift and graceful like a deer tho. Although it did move fast, the movements were heavy and strong.
I’m familiar with the woods, with animals, and I’ve seen some pretty sus things in my life but never ever anything like this.
I didn’t speak a word about this to anyone. I didn’t write about it. I never brought it up.
Tonight, my daughter and grandson came over around 7pm.
When she gets inside she sits at the kitchen table for a bit while I’m cleaning dishes and she says to me “I am not crazy. And I know you might not believe me, but when we turned onto the road, I put on my high beams and I saw….a monster…in the middle of the road. I don’t know if it was a skinwalker, or some kind of severely deformed inbred deer, but I saw it and it scared the shit out of me.”
It stopped me in my tracks and the hairs on my arms stood up. I told her I’ve seen it too. And we both started discussing what we saw. She mentioned the cone shaped head and how it moved like a deer but didn’t. And the way it ran and moved.
Later when trying to describe it to her sister she said “think mutated deer on The 100 but terrifying.” (Not a show I’m familiar with but they are)
She and I both saw the same thing, at the same time of night, in the same location, two weeks apart.
Whatever it is, it’s not normal.
Throughout their lives and into adulthood when strange things would happen, I always reassured them that while it’s unsettling, they are safe. The visits, the doubles of me, the shadows around their homes, the voices and sounds we all hear, things disappearing and then reappearing in impossible places…you’re still safe.
But not this. Whatever that thing is, I felt fear in my bones when I saw it. And that same fear when she described seeing it.
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