Luke. Can you hear me? Man? Oh yeah, it's time for another recording. This is crazy. It seems like we just recorded. Man, it does. It's been a quick week. It's been a quick week. Every week's a quick week. So I got I got mad today and I kicked a trash can and I broke my toe. It's it's done for you know. The toe is broken. So that's how my week started off. This week. I've got a broken toe. I'm all sassy about a damn it. How are you doing? Man? Good? Everyone's been when my nephew punched a dumpster and broke his hand. Oh yes, the old dumpster that will do that every time. Yeah. We have people joining us from all around social media. This is your Scary Stories, the show where we share your scary stories live. We got people on here from everywhere. It looks like, oh do we see We've got somebody's saying, let's go, got the lights dim and my blanket's time to get scary. That trash can got taught a lesson, Yes, yes it did. I'm sure that dumpsterure. You got to teach a dumpster lessons sometimes, man. So I have a couple. I have two stories tonight, and I'm gonna share a video that I found it. You actually have three stories, so I'm super excited to get into this. Yes, of course we want to hear what you think. Comment along join us as we share these stories. Of course, if you have scary stories, please submit them. Go to your Scary stories dot com and submit them there. We're also on Facebook. That's the Facebook page is your scary stories, right? Yes? Uh? And then the Reddit page is share your scary stories and then we have your your scary stories discord as well. Oh discord, And of course you can always find all the content wherever I am at podcast Father Jeff Townsend Luke. Every episode so far, every week I have kicked off the recording. I mean that they were stream with the first story, and you have been tasked with the tall, big responsibility sharing the first story tonight. Can you handle this? Yep? That's why I got the whiskey, so that I can calm the nerves. Oh okay, yeah, sloading up here. What's the title of this one? Uh? That's not me okay, sounds like an Amanda Bne ship. You give it a second. I think when we first turned on it gets all funky yeah, our recording gets a little weird per a second, but I think we're good now. The title is that's not me. My dad and I were camping for the weekend. Because it was the perfect weather for camping. We headed out to Forrest. We knew it was very nice at a beautiful river and good spots of camping, and we were the only ones who ever can't in those woods. As expected, we set up our camp site and we did all the stuff you would do when you would go camping. Then we went to bed. I woke up at about one am to go to the bathroom. As a going to the bathroom, my father was still asleep, so after I finished up my business, I came back to the campsite and checked out my father. May opened his tent up, and to my surprise, he wasn't there. I thought maybe he went to the bathroom as well, but when I left, he'd looked deep asleep. There's no way he would go to the bathroom at the same time I would randomly, or maybe he did it, and I brushed it off like it was all crazy. It didn't make any sense to me. I went back inside my tent, back to bed. I woke up in the morning and checked on my dad. Before I could check his tent, I heard someone whisper That's not me. Then I looked behind me and my father was behind a tree, looking pale. I ran over to him as he said, we got to get out here. Why, I said, tell you when we get in the car. So we packed our stuff and I left the tents, which I found strange. Someone was still in my dad's tent. The dad explained what had happened at the Leyo lul last night. For a bit, I forgot some stuff that we needed and I went to the store. I feel terrible for leaving you, but I figured i'd be back before he knew it. When I came back, I saw someone enter my tent. I stayed up all night behind a tree to make sure the person stayed in there. At this point I realized that person sleeping wasn't him. Realization struck me so hard. I was paranoid as hell out hearing it. So I wait all night to tell you so we could get out of the woods before they noticed. That's what my dad said. After that, we never went camping ever again. Wow, that was a shorter one to normally do, and I read it, though, I was like, wow, two things. One that's scary as hell and two that dad's kind of a dipshit. Somebody said, what the hell they left their kid? Yeah, that's where I thought too, So it took me a second to like connect it. So what happened was he woke up, he saw somebody that actually wasn't his dad. Yeah, woke up to what he was always waited about, saw someone in there, and went on his way. We came back, the person was gone for a little bit, and then he got back into the bed and woke up next morning. He knows that he was going to go wake up as dad. Chad Michael said, that would be horrible. Homeless guy was like, someone bought me a tent. Yeah, I mean it didn't seem like whoever it was that when into tent was like trying to be secretive about it. I mean, really wouldn't lay down that tent to the point where I guess that guy thought it was his dad, right, I mean, yeah, how did he say it was? He did not say his age, but I get the feeling that this was a younger person just by the way it was written. Yeah. Uh so I would say probably teenager or teenager, probably fourteen. It's going by the syntax. Maybe somebody, yeah, people are talking. Maybe somebody stole his spot. Maybe that tent was in his spot or the almost guy's spot. We don't know. Yeah, that's crazy though, who does that? Like I'm just gonna go get stuff. You can't even go get stuff in the middle of night these days. Hardly knows. Well, I'm guessing this was a few years back, because it was it was an older story. When I checked it out, it was its a three year old story. So like you're talking possibly back when Walmart was still twenty four hours in a lot of places, you know, when we'll get some slim gems or like, I mean, what the heck? You know? Yeah, clearly this this dad is a little bit like I said, dipshit. We will have another story later tonight that I shared it as Dad of the Year potential two oh fantastic sounds like, but it sounds like this guy's up for it. He that's stepfite. So what could it? What should he have done different? If you had to say, well, I would have been like, hey, the hell on my tent? You know, you raise a ruckus? You see someone going into your tent. But the first step is though, you don't leave your kid in the woods at night. Yeah, if you know the area, that's that's psychotic behavior. Obviously, you know, we don't know everything, but I would definitely question this guy's parenting abilities. Luke, you're brilliant, Captain Hindside, the hero of the modern age. Captain Hindsight. Thank god you come. They should have built fire escapes on those windows for the higher floors, then people could have gotten down. Well, it looks like my job here is done. Goodbye everyone. I love that clip. It's true though it's something so simple. But yeah, who leaves their kid out there in the woods. That's crazy, so weird. It could have went what it could have went much worse. We actually don't even know what all happened, though, I guess. I mean, he could have stole their stuff. They left a bunch of their stuff there, right, so left their tents for sure. Well, that's crazy. Who does that? See the comments? What a perfect clip. Somebody said, yep, somebody had mentioned carrying a weapon. You know, when slim gems call, you gotta go. Yeah, I mean maybe just went to the gas station. We don't we don't know I got. I could go for a slim gym right now, been to one brother, because I got a story for you that's going to rock your world. Man, So read this is a little bit different than what I normally would share. Normally, we like to share like weird things, like even what you did was a little bit different, but scary things that happened to people, like maybe a ghost or a paranormal thing, or an intruder in their house. So I have a little bit different approach to this. I found this story, babe. It's a's one hundred percent true story, documented story. This guy's like a legend around the scene for this. His name is Jeene moe Ah right. Like I said, this is a true story based on a guy named Geen Mo Bear Attack. Kodiak Island sits on the severe but beautiful south coast of Alaska, USA, crisscross with some sparkling rivers and ice cold bays. The island is famous for its salmon, which in the summer months bring fishermen from all around the world, but this place is also famous for another reason. The northern half of the island is carpeted with dense, mountainous forest and populated with forest bears, but not just any bear, the Kodiak bear. The Kodiak bear is the biggest carnivore in the world on average, slightly larger than the polar bear. Kodiak bears belong to the brown bear family, which is common throughout Alaska and North America. But it's their distinctive diet that makes them so massive. All but a whole bunch of salmon, these mighty animals are lucky enough to have their own high protein superfood right at their doorstep. This allows them to get extra huge, and they are basically body builders of the animal world. In peak season, the adult males can weigh as much as poor thirteen hundred pounds, and they stand nearly ten feet high. It went on two legs. That's roughly as heavy as a grand piano and half as tall as a giraffe. Not something you'd want to get into a tussle with, but that's exactly what happened to a veteran hunter, Gene Moe on November one, nineteen ninety nine. Jean had been hunting along the ridge of the Kodiak Woods, just as he'd done for many years. He'd seen plenty of bears before, and even had some frightening encounters, but nothing had prepared him for the epic battle he was about to have with the biggest man eater on the planet. As he made his way through the forest, he noticed several deep gouges along the barks of trees. These gouges are so big one might think they'd been made by a chainsaw, not an animal. However, jan knew this was a bear's way of marking his territory and made sure to get a far away from this as quickly as possible. But it wasn't that simple. Jean had just spent all days stalking deer at the trail hook, and it took him around in a wide circle that when he eventually caught up with his prey, he was put right back in the beast's territory. Unfortunately, by that point he was too caught up in the hunt to notice. This was his first big mistake. The sky was growing dark, but he was able to hunt down the deer. It was a long, hard day of hunting. He leaned his rifle against the log and started skintting the deer next to the stream. This was his second big mistake, because the scent of the blood and gore went into the summer evening breeze. It wasn't long before that scent reached the sharp nostrils of a nearby Kodiak bear. That's the thing about bears. Some of the best hunters in the food chain, but they will be just as happy to steal someone else's lunch. Jeanne was about to go from hunter to hunted. One minute, he has been over trimming the deer. The next he heard a sound that would stay with him the rest of his life, a roar so loud it shook the trees nearby. The bear came out of the forest with a force of a steam train, knocking jean hard to the ground. It began clawing his throat and eyes with vicious sharp claws. He was engulged in the bears of massive bulk. Its fur filled his mouth and eyes. He was completely disoriented. He couldn't see, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't even scream. Luckily, he still had his knife with him, and he jabbed again and again into the creature's thick hide, but to no avail. The bear got ahold of his arm and jaws and crunched down. The pain was all encompassing, but somehow he had the presence of mind to keep jabbing and kicking the animal. Jean was wearing big, heavy mountain boots, and they probably saved his life because he was able to kick the half ton creature off him. He got up fast and look now. The sensation of being able to see and breathe overwhelmed him more than the pain was. But just for a moment, he wondered if he had died, but this thought did not last long. His heart sank when he looked over and he saw his gun was still leaning against the log where he'd left it because it was too far away. He'd never reached it before. The bear was on top of him again. If the bear got him on the ground again, he knew he wouldn't be getting back up ever again, so he turned away from his weapon instead started jabbing his other weapon into the creature's neck. But the muscles of the bear's neck were too thick. They were like tree roots, and he only managed to get gashes. The blood was spilling onto the moss. The massive bear lunged at Jean with all his might. Again, Jean was lucky like a prize bull fighter. He stepped aside on the very last second, the very last moment, and the bear missed him by centimeters. Taking advantage of this moment, he jabbed the sharp blade out as deep as the bear's back, where he knew where the vertebrae was. The blade went in and the bear let out a crazy war obviously badly woman did. The bear moved away, circling around him. Jean didn't dare move. He wiped the blood from his eyes as he realized he only had one good arm. His other arm had been crushed useless. He could start to feel the pain kick in. He was in severe agony, and he had lashes all across his body. He knew if that bear came back for another attack, he would most certainly die. He looked into the bear's eyes. Just that moment the bear came in. It was moving slowly. This time, the bear jumped forward. Jean acted without thinking, dropping his knife. Instead, he took his good arm back up into a wide arc, and he brought it down with all the strength he had left in his body. His fist hit the bear in the nose so hard it broke several several bones in his hand, but the bear went down. It bounced at once, then its enormous head came to rest on a patch of moss. He wondered if it was even still alive. He hobbled over to grab his rifle he meant to end the beast. His hands were just too weak, covered in blood and numb. They heard so bad he couldn't even use it. Fortunately, the animal was already dead. But jeans And story does not end there. He knew he was losing a lot of blood and needed to get off the island and get to a hospital as quickly as possible. He had to find the strength to get down the beach, where his friend had a boat. The trip was anything but easy. Coming down off that mountain was the hardest thing he'd ever done. Three or four times Jeans clapsed to the ground into the moss, but every time he found the strength to get back up and continue. Eventually he reached the shore. His friend helped him get to nearby cabin where they were able to call for help. It took Gene a month rehab, two skin grafts, and over five hundred and fifty stitches, but he made a full recovery. But in the end he came out better than the bear, which was later recovered. Till this day, Jean Mo has that bear hanging on his wall. Holy crap, I told him to dude, legend is it he? Oh wow? Yep, everybody dies believe that he ended it. Yes he did. It's this is a true story. Yep, massive huge bear and he did so. Yes, see he was able to defeat the bear. That is crazy. Yeah, I had to go back and look. I think he was an older fellow when he accomplished this too. He was in a spring chicken exactly. Massive bear. Yeah, I mean, Kodiak bears are ridiculous, Like I remember seeing one of I was a kid at like a children's museum exhibit, Like they had like a stuffed one. It's nuts. I think this is an amazing story, and it's not like a typical story we'd share. But I probably didn't do as good a job as reading it as it lived up in my head. But I thought, man, like, this is absolutely insane. Can you imagine how terrifying this would be? Oh, bears are monsters like we talk about like crazy ghosts and goblins and whatever else you talk we talk about. But the fact of the matter is like out there in the woods, that's like the danger most deadly thing to worry about. There's the reason why all of our old stories of things in the woods that will kill you exist, and it's because of freaking Kodiak bears. Because see, I was at a familiar till I started my research here. The Kodiak bears are actually bigger than polar bears. Yeah, it's a salmon, dude, they just live off that salmon, so they're monsters. Like they're huge and so like, yeah, just to fight one in close combat? He punched it to death? Is that way he did there? I think I don't know if he punched it to death, but I think it was like the final blow, like you hit its head on that rock afterwards or something. But he also had all the multiple chats he got in there still like a final thing gets him punching it. Yeah, online you can actually I should I should have saved this picture. It's the bear was on his feet tall. It's a huge bear, but it's yeah, it's on his wall. The lord. That's crazy. Yeah, And what would you say to Geneo right now? If you could, I would get this autograph. When I heard this story. I wasn't like, I gotta share this on the show. That's crazy, not exactly scary, but put yourself in his shoes though. I mean, he's terrifying. Really if he thinks that's the real thing that you can run into, for sure, there's no debate. Oh yeah, And like I said earlier, he couldn't do it again if he tried, right, Like, what would the likelihood he could succeed in defending off this bear again in this scenario, Like, obviously he would be more prepared next time. But let's just say he goes back to the same scenario again. Yeah, what's the likelihood he would survive? You think this is next to nothing? That's what it is for everyone, Literally everyone on the planet in that same situation is next to nothing to survive. Like everything had to line up perfect for this. Yeah, you know, I call him gene legend. Yeah what do you think? Yeah, that's a good name for gene legend. Wow. I just thought it was crazy. The detail, like his hand was completely smashed. Yeah, he was like just the article on a bunch more details, but his arm was smashed in his hand and he's bleeding to death at this point. Yo, slowly. Yeah. Oh yeah, yeah, that's crazy. The various stories about this summer even longer for them. So I tried to get something like in the middle right, sum it up in a way that was good. Yeah, hopefully everybody enjoyed that one. That was a fun one for me. I'd like to watch a movie about that guy. Geen Mo. Note that down. Everybody listening, gene Mo. Wow, yeah, thanks for listening live out there. We've got people commenting all across social media. Let us know what you thought of that. Samon good protein. Yes, yes they are. Somebody said he wouldn't have had to scratch if he fought the bear. I don't know. Don't believe that. Luke, sir, you're up next. Yeah, hit the music for you, see what you got? All right? Music's coming in This story is called skin Walker siting. I've always been a skeptic. Ghosts, aliens, monsters, They're all just stories to me. After what I experienced in the Southwest, my perspective on the unknown has been forever altered. I was on a road trip my best friend Jake. We decided to take a detour through the Navajo Reservation in Arizona, mainly because of the scenic beauty and the rich history of the area. We had heard tales of skinwalkers. We lapped them off. There were myths right. Our first day on the reservation was uneventful. We visited a few local spots, interacted with some of the locals, and so camp near a canyon. Night fell. We sat around our campfire, sharing stories and adjoined the serenity of the desert. Around midnight, Jake decided to turn in. I stayed up, mes brised by the stars. The Milky Way stretched across the sky, and I felt a profound sense of peace. That is until I heard it below. Guttural growl echoed through the canyon. I froze, thinking it might be a coyote or a mountain lion. But then I heard a voice. It was distorted, as if someone was speaking through a broken radio, but it was unmistakably Jake's voice. Come here, it beckoned. Confused, I turned to our tent. Jake was sound asleep. The voice called out again, this time from the opposite direction. Grat a flashlight shone towards the source. What I saw will haunt me forever. Standing our ridge was a figure. It looked like a man, but his limbs were elongated and his eyes glowed a sickly yellow. It wore tattered clothing, and his skin was mottled gray. But the most disturbing part was its face. It was Jake's face. I stumbled back, my heart racing. The creature mimicked Jake's voice again. Come here. It took a step towards me. This movement's jerky and unnatural. I bolted to the tent, shaking Jake awake. We need to go now, I hissed. He looked at me, confused, but the urgency in my voice spurred him into action. We backed up as quickly as we could, the creature's voice echoing around us, mimicking our voices, our laughter, our conversations from earlier. Sped away in our car. I glanced in the rear view mirror. Creatures stood in the middle of the road, watching us, its yellow eyes glowing in the darkness. We didn't stop driving until we reached the nearest town. We checked into a motel, and I spent the night researching skinwalkers. Let to say they were witches who take the form of animals or people, using their voices to lure victims. I don't know what we encountered that night, but I do know one thing. Some stories are real. The Southwest is beautiful, The old secrets there beyond comprehension. I'll never set foot on that reservation again. To all of you reading this, please be careful when you venture into unknown territories. Some legends are rooted in truth. Some nightmares are very very real. Oh so yeah, it reminded me of Fallout. Hey, smooth Skin, you know I'm talking about New Vegas. Yeah, the Ghules. Yeah, yeah, I don't remember his name. You're I think you could be your companion if he always called you smooth skin. Yeah, that's terrifying that so I actually don't. I'm not really familiar with these kind of stories. Skin Walker secually the first one I've really heard of. I am very familiar with skin Walker stories. I read a lot of them that are almost all identical, like similar story, and the Navajo very much believed in them as the mimic people, like what the hell is he doing? Yes, they would mimic people or the mimic animals like a deinga or not to go, a coyote or some other wild dog. And then uh, but yes, they would take the form of people, and they would call out at night trying to call you out there to go visit them, and then if you are out there, chances are you would be killed. They more about the skinwalkers, if I'm not familiar, said which legend has it? Yes, a which they would bore, A tribe of which is of some sort, or some people would describe them as not even like humans. It's hard to call them witches. They practice an old magic. They are able to take the form of other people and things. Well, the question why not they're true? Where they exist, that's one thing. But I will say that they are very much believed in by the Native Americans in the area. This is not something that they talk about like to fool like tourists. This is something they very much believe in and they're very much afraid of. He didn't seem very confrontational though in this instance. So they gotta get you to come to them, That's all I think I've ever heard, like across all the stories. They want you to come to them and then they'll catch you. Then that's why you say, come here, come here, have some candy. Yeah, basically, yeah, Well, just to recap there, so what his friend was asleep, right, so he knew it absolutely was not his friend. But yes, he was asleep, and he could hear was like a distorted version of his friend's voice from across the campsite. Didn't look like his friend at all. The face resembles a friend, but the body was elongated limbs and had yellow eyes and a very gray modeled skin, almost like leather. What I've heard of the people describe it as people are at I guest. Some questions popping up here? Why would they need you to come to them? One person asked. There are a couple of different reasons that I've read in different stories from Native Americans talking about this, and some say that it is for food, and some is for turning you into a skinwalker as well. How does one get turned into a skinwalker? And I don't know for sure, but I believe it is something similar like a like a ritual. They perform a magical ritual. No, couple of scattered stories that I've read Maggie, Hey, hey, Maggie, she's asking, or she says, actually more or less a statement. They can change forms, Yes, they can change forms. It's different people and different animals. So like if I want to be like a raccoon skin walk around just like, yeah, they would. They can totally morph their bone structure and and everything and kind of form. Yeah. Uh, they're always a little bit off, so like slightly longer legs. Like you see a raccoon with like one two foot long legs, that's a skin walker. A codiac bear bear is a nightmare enough on it so doesn't need to be a skinwalker. I'm curious we have to talk more about the skinwalkers one day. I'm like, oh, I've got a couple saved for another night. You just act like you pushed up your classes, like you no scratches. I thought you were just like the anime guy pushed up there. Yeah. Yeah, Jack would be proud, so little memory out there if he ever listened. That was a cool story, dude, I can't wait to hear more stories about that. That's terrifying. Uh is there a certain let me ask this. Yeah, someone said a codiac bear with four inch legs just rolling. I guess I don't. I don't know. I would be even more terrifying. I don't know why, but that just sounds horrible, right he said? It shook the trees around him. I can't get up for that. Is there a certain area where they're more around historically speaking? Is it in this area they're talking about? Yeah? The southwest United States is a big hotbed skin walkerbed. Yeah, Western and Southwest and particular Navajo reservations and stuff like that is where they're really concentrated around. And there's a couple of stories I read one from Utah we'll probably talk about on other episode. That was a very pretty spooky story. It's one of those things it's like like they can't be real, right, but then you have like hundreds of years of people talking about them and they all follow the same patterns. Yeah, it's specifically the yellow eyes. That's what it stood out to me. You can't talk about the yellow eyes. Yeah, I just show they talk like the ghoul. You actually did a pretty good impersonation of the ghoul too when you were doing that story. Yeah, you should have said smooth skin though, that would have been better. Hey, smooth skin. Listen, you gotta go there and get those new coclas. Yeah, I hope somebody screen recorded that. That made my day. That was an awesome story though. I actually really enjoyed that one. Okay, So just to change things up here, moving on, do something a little bit different. So we're gonna take time to share a video that I found. So this is an interesting story here. So there's an amusement park Santa Cruz. I believe it was Mexico Vera Cruz. Sorry, Vera Cruz, so Vera Cruz. In the eighties opened up this amusement park. Basically it was like a mimic of Disneyland. It was their Disneyland. It had a very short run though, it was like only a couple of years because there's a lot of accidents and stuff like that. They just basically packed up a lot of the rides and valuables when they shut down, and they left a bunch of stuff. Most notably, and what makes this story and what makes the area kind of like known to be a haunting are the statues that they left behind. So they left behind these creepy Disney statues, right, people report seeing them move, blink, a bunch of weird stuff like that. So this story and legend has it that there used to be a grave site there the build on. You know, I don't I didn't get that deep into the research, but this video is out there, I cited, and when I put up the video, I cited the social media handle of the guy that shared this with the world gone pretty viral. So in this particular video I'm about to pull up here, the gentleman is knowing that it's haunted, obviously going there to visit the area with his friend at night, which is a typical thing there where people will kind of break into there and go into there. It's patrolled and stuff to try to avoid it. But I'll get the video presented here. Let me see, all right, So yeah, this is the what it looks like in modern time. Now of this is I mean, it's a past footage of it. But these creepy statues are everywhere all around the amusement park. People report weird things like the Swings movie where there's no wind again. People are always feeling these statues. This is the one right here. Snow White's the creepiest. So I'll pause this. So this is Alan Mora eight. To give us credit to him. They are about to see something in the distance and what they originally think Luke and I'll let it play out from here. They think they have been caught by the police or like the security guard of the area. This is obviously in Spanish, so you're not gonna be able to make out. But what's happening here is they're trying to figure out what they're seeing. At first, they're pretty certain they're about to get caught for being here. Hey, yeh's been a day, not moment not I wait? No, no, no, no one can we coming? How can we coming? How can we coming in? That's wait? I pass forward it here significantly, like eight times. It'll jump backup when they get caught up there where not no mom is no? Wait nothing you got my mother's away? No you gos my mother's mean no that you got my mother that's away? No no, no, no, no no no no no no wait no mo miss good place. No wonderful moments were no moments replay here? Uh you start to see you notice how these things moves. It's gliding. What the hell it's gliding. It's not even normal strut. They walk up, which I didn't No, cut to the video. They run up. I fast forwarded it. Now, this particular snow white is really terrify a lot of people. They say they see her move, they see her do a lot of stuff. Someone's saying, get out of there. The gliding part here, God, I always got to show this again here, this one I gets feel like, watch again, everybody watching how this thing glides, Like look at its leg here. Obviously it's wearing a dress or it appears to be a dress. Yeah, there's no stride. It maintains a shape the whole time. That's like the same, no stride at all. That is crazy. Yeah. Obviously this video has got pretty popular after this kind of went viral. But when this happens, of course a lot of people are sharing their scary stories with these statues. There's a bunch of different clips some stuff up there of the snow white moving. This is by far the most damning evidence of a haunting when I saw when they first show it, you know, like in that video and it's like way in the distance and you're you're not a herbs certain what it is. It kind of looks like not to cut you off before they zoom, man, it kind of does look like a security jacket, like a yellow security jacket. Yeah, because that's what they're saying when they're conversing, because it's like a yellow dress on that saying yellowish dress right, and so like, you know, you don't know what at the first, but then when they zoom in and everything, you get a good look at it in the video. It'd be hard hard press for them to see it as in it, but like a person right right, what he's saying is, uh, focus, focus, focus. He's telling his camera to focus on his phone, so he's actually trying to hold his phone up to see further too. He's not able to actually see it that great either. Obviously you wouldn't assume that, but looking at it with you know, the ability to really study it like we can, Yeah, that's terrifying. There were some nooks and crannies once they ran up there, but no definitive way to get away besides kind of the back of the area that it came right. Yeah, that's really creepy. I would like to go there. Someone says they'd give up ghost hunting immediately. Street light screwed up the focus. Yeah, for sure, definitely don't seemed to be like the most high end camera. I think it was further than you thought, because when I fast forwarded that thing they were running up. He was running up there for a while. He was gassed that seemed like almost a football fields worth distance they traveled. Yeah, and the fact that this thing moves all around the park is crazy too, Like there's pictures of this thing everywhere and it's heavy. Yeah, imagine, So it looks like it's made up of like some sort of something. I don't know. Yeah, it's stone something yeah, or I don't know actually, but it's not fairly easy to move around either. Yeah, a bunch of stuff out there about this snow white. I knew she was evil, damn it. I knew it all along. Luke, You've got one more story tonight, I do. I'm going to cue that music, and this is the big one. You haven't really told me what it is, but this is the one I know that you're proud of. I can see the look on your face. So this one is called the Dog. This is from a trucker. She has been doing this for a very short period of time at this point, just a few months. To share a few of her stories from her exploits at night. When I first took this job to be over the road trucker, I thought I'd be really exciting. I thought I'd get to travel the country and see the sights and come home with stories to tell my friends and family. I was right, job is exciting, but I soon found I'm better off not sharing these stories with anyone close to me. Not because I don't trust them, because I'm worried they wouldn't believe me. Let me back up. My name is Brittany. I'm twenty two years old. I've been driving with a rather large company for a few months now. I won't name the company due to obvious reasons. Ever since my training ended and I got my own truck to start solo, I've seen some pretty weird stuff. Well, you're driving the loneliest road in America and yes that's its real name. In the middle of nowhere, Nevada, things can start to get to you. I suppose it was only a matter of time before I saw something out in the desert at nearly midnight, I still had another hour to the nearest truck stop, and blasting the freezing cold air against my face was all I could do to keep myself from dozing off of the wheel. You are responsible, I know. Well, until you work this job, you don't understand how much lax comes with it. I was driving this highway in the desert in the pitch blackness of a cold summer night, when suddenly something runs out in the road in front of me. Before I can even react, it's gone across the other side into the bushes. I barely get a good look, but I could have sworn it looked like a large white dog, faster any dog I've ever seen. Try to ignore it and keep driving. I see animals crossing the road at night all the time. It doesn't seem like anything to get worked up about. Not even a minute later, I feel my truck lurge to the left and into a lane. I quickly try to swear it corrected, and easily and easily step on the brake so I don't wreck it. It'd be easy a jackknife in eighty thousand pound death machine. Slow it down and regain control. I look for the nearest pole over spot so I can see what the hell just hit my rig and see if there's any damage. Once I find it spot and turn off, I hit my brakes and hop out. I walk around the other side and see a large dent in the side of my trailer. What the hell, I said to myself. Walk over to inspect the side of the trailer. It's a huge tint five feet wide and five feet tall, no real shape to it, just a general dent. I can't imagine what could have hit me. The first thought was maybe a boulder rolled down the side of the hill and smashed into me. But I didn't think I was driving next to any hills or mountains that could have done that. As far as I knew, it was flat desert. I hear the sound of dirt crunching on your footfall behind me. I turn around where breath catches my throat, and my stomach drops as I see something standing not fifty feet away from me. It's large menacing in white. Can you find the words to describe what I saw? It looks like a large dog, but that's a stretch. It stood on two short legs, with long forearms reaching down past its knees. Its shoulders were broad and heaving as they just ran a marathon. Its head was mostly shaped like a wolf, with a large snout filled with razor sharp teeth bared in a star, sliva dripping from it. Small its eyes bore right through me, filled with hatred or hunger or something that couldn't tell, couldn't move, was frozen in a place. This creature stood between me and my only salvation. The truck stared at one another, and I broke the silence, and I called it ugly. It startled at me, and then very unespecially, it turned and walked slowly away, using all fourward's limbs, and receded into the bushes and into the night. I stood there for felt like several minutes, but with probably just a few seconds, wondering if it would jump out feet on me at any moment and never came back. I ran into the front of my truck and jumped inside, locked the door correctly, and floored it as fast as you can for eighteen wheeler, which is not at all. Soon I was back on the highway and barreling down as if I life depend on it. For a while, it felt like it did. Within half an hour, I found myself at the truck stop and shut down for the night. Sleep was difficult. I was certain every royce I heard was that damn creature returning. Luckily, the night went without another incident. I have more story to tell, but this is getting long, so I think i'll stop here. Remember you guys, be careful out there on the road. You never know what else is out there with you. You've seen the white dog, didn't you. Yeah, that is crazy. So this thing is powerful enough to dent the trailer. Yeah, we're back in the Southwest again. Right back in the Southwest again. What's that? So someone commented on this and they said that it sounds like something that they had heard a skin walker being able to do before. No, and like so she described it as like all his hind legs and with really long forearms and went down real far, which once again kind of leans into the skin marker. This is technically this person doesn't know it's a skinwalker, didn't mention that it was, so I didn't really think it was one hundred percent related. But the person who commented on this story did say that they thought it sounded like one. People are asking what was the noise, like the noise of the creature. Yeah, it's like a snarled you said. She just snarled at her. Yeah, kind of like an animal. And the first thing she thought of was calling it ugly. I guess at that point you would just say where it pops into your head the first time, if you see something that you can't really explain that it sounds scary. I think I would think, I think of some other choice words i'd probably say. But nevertheless, I don't know, that's crazy. I wonder how close it actually was to her. I don't know. There wasn't like the greatest detailed description on that. She said, fifty feet. She said, fifty feet. Yeah, that's actually pretty close. Still, but like still far enough away where you wouldn't get like a perfect view. I guess of everything at night, right driving the middle of nowhere. It was midnight. I sometimes I'm driving down the road at night. I often like you look off to the side, You're like, did I see something out there? Yeah? But just it's crazy because it actually did happen. You know, she thinks she you see stuff all the time. But I think the big san is it from it hitting her trailer would be terrifying. Then you get out. First thing you gotta do is I got to investigate this, right, I gotta check this out. Yeah, especially depending on what she was holding. You know, it's just it's a trailer, so it wasn't like a you know, flatbed with like roll steel or something crap like that. So I think you think she's hauling dog food. Possibly she ever mentioned. That's crazy though, So you get out, you have to check out your truck, right, yeah, and then you come across that. People were saying in the comment and the chat during this, get back in the truck, Get back in the truck. But I like how she also brought up that it's not like you could just jump in a semi and take off like a car. Right, Yeah, it's like something that takes a second to get going. Yeah, you gotta power that thing up, you gotta get through all that stuff. That's a pretty cool story. All white, she said, right, yeah, oh right, so not the black dog. It was standing on its two legs, whereas it was looking at her. She came face to face with it fifty yards away. Yeah, then when it went away, it got on all four again. It's just so weird that it just like Rex runs into her vehicle a trailer and it just makes his presence known. Then it just walks away into the night. Yeah. Things out there that might have a different idea of what to do. Yeah, yeah, you seem the white dog, didn't you have somebody say, I think we got to watch the video now, Yeah you saw the dog, didn't you? What dog the black Dog. You mean like the Led Zephyrn's song No Cruise knows what I'm talking about, don't you. I've heard truckers talk about it on the yard. They say it comes when you've been on the road too long and pushing too hard, when you get greedy, to say, it comes to take everything away from it, and it did. I was hauling a load up from Atlanta on my sixth straight Georgia run. It was my daughter's birthday and I thought I could make it home in time. I was on this long, dark stretch of I seventy five with nothing to look up at the white line when I saw it. It was in the middle of the road, coming straight at me with his teeth, beard and eye staring. I swore through this and I lost control. Where do you come up with? It's for real? West? Yeah? And I bet you've seen UFOs and aliens with big eyes just a black dog. Randy Travis really felt it too, didn't he? He did it? I still, like Gerte, won't watch that clip. I see something I never know this before, or yeah he or something, and like I never heard the guy say, like the led Zeppelin song before, like the Led Zeppelin song, and I was like, is that a led Zeppelin song? I mean, I I'm not a big led Zeppelin fans, so I didn't know. I was looking up while the video was playing, and I was like, oh, there's a black Dog song, but let zip green lock Dog just jumping out whole time, or I didn't really look the lyrics. But then also like the fiddle that plays while where the dog is running up that goes hard. It's like, yeah, I kind of gets there's two parts that are my favorite. And it did when he says it did at the end when he's kind of just like looking around and he kind of glances out the window and it ends, but it's like panting back to like Randy Travis, who's just like he's like all up in his face. Yeah, he's like, yeah, there is Semi, which is a very large vehicle, but somehow they're very close. Yeah, very very close. Put this guy in between them. Anyways, that's the story. So you said she did, you okay, so can we confirm that she does? I don't know. You're not gonna share anymore. But the other more stories she is four or five more stories thanks that she's seen on the rip. I bet people see I mean, I know people see so much stuff doing that job. Yeah, crazy, that would be interesting to hear those two. I don't know how I'm going to top that last story of the night. Gonna be hard to top what we've done so far, but I think we're gonna go back to the theme here of the dad thing that we said earlier. Oh yes, I've titled this flea market kidnapping attempt. This happened to me when I was about four years old, when I was still living with my family in San Diego, California. It was a summer morning, and it was customary for my family on the weekends. We decided we'd go to the flea market to do some shopping right after we had breakfast at our favorite pancake place. Before I share my account of what happened on this day, I need to make two things clear. First, one is that I'm a female, and even though I'm Caucasian, have very curly black hair, which often make people think I'm Hispanic or perhaps biracial. And secondly, there were two things that always, and I mean always made my father distracted whenever we'd go out. Women and tools. On the day in discussion. My father was looking for some specific tool he needed to work on a project for a client. My heavily pregnant mother had decided it was time to buy the last item she needed for the baby, because she could go into emergency labor any moment. My mother and my eight year old brother stayed behind to check out the baby stuff in one of the aisles closest to the food court, which is right in the middle of the place. This left me in the care of my father. My father took me with him to check the tool stand that was located on the opposite side, opposite end of the row. As expected, and despite my mother warning him several times that morning, not ti let go of my hand as he'd done the previous week when I got lost inside a department storek because he got distracted as we were approaching the area where the tools were. He let go of my hand as soon as a young lady asked him if she could help him with anything. He pointed out to a toolbox that had caught his eye and went around the table as she offered to open it up so he could check out the tools inside. Well, I felt bored just standing there. I turned around to see if my mother was still checking the baby items, thinking perhaps I could go with her instead of staying here with my father looking at all this boring stuff. I couldn't see her or my brother anywhere, though, so I stood in that same spot I was told the week before to stay put so it'd be easier to find me if my father lost track of me again. As more and more time dragged on without my father checking up on me, I soon realized he probably was not going to come back. I looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. The young lady who had helped him before was still there, but now she was talking to another customer, not him. Still, though, I waited for a bit longer, thinking perhaps he had just gone to the nearby aisle to check out any of the other tools kept around there. I was feeling increasingly scared at this point, so I took a few steps into the aisle and called out for my father. He did not reply, so it seemed he wasn't there anymore. At this point, the only thing I could assume was he'd forgotten all about me again and left me behind. I walked back to the area where my mother and brother had been, but they were no longer there either. I began to wander around looking for anybody, but I couldn't see them in any of the aisles I passed through and by. To make things even worse, that day, the market was absolutely packed, so it was hard to see anything being a little kid with all the adults towering above me. To this day, I don't know how I managed to stay calm and I find my way to the side entrance where my father had parked the car. Before I continue with the story, I'll say that even though I'm a girl, my parents often dressed me and closed it no longer fit my older brother. We were kind of poor, and it was cheaper to have their daughter just wear their eldest son's clothes instead of getting new one. That day, I was wearing some denim overalls, white tshirt with yellow lines on the sleeves, and a pair of brown Oxfords. Due to my hair being curly uncaptain short, I was often mistaken for a boy. I was waiting by the entrance to watching the people that were leaving, when a Hispanic woman in her thirties or forties made a bee line straight towards me. She began to act overly dramatic, calling to me in this annoying, sweet voice. She tried to pull me into her arms and kiss me a couple of times on the forehead, but I turned away and clung to a metal pole that was behind me. I've never really been a people person so touchy Philly people always make me feel uneasy. Another thing that worth mentioning is that whenever I feel scared or threatened, I immediately go into fight mode. Of course, at that moment, I was feeling extremely scared by this woman's antics. I began to slap and push her away from me and scream, telling her don't touch me. She started trying to pick me up. People stop and stared, but did not but did nothing to help stop her or helped me. She turned to them and told them and broken English. Basically, she told them that I was just throwing a fit or something along those lines. Apparently, hearing that was enough for everybody to just keep on walking by. At this point, I was sure no one would take the time to help me, which made me think I had to get out of this on my own. When I began to act more aggressive, screaming louder, trying to get any attention. The woman then yanked me from the pole so hard my arms let go. She tried to pull me towards a parking lot. This is when I began to bite and kick, while screaming for my mother and father as loudly as I could. This is when an elderly couple rushed up to me. Elderly woman said, darling, are you all right? What's the matter? I told the couple that this woman was not my mother, and she wanted to take me somewhere I did not want to go. The old man picked me up as the old lady left to call security. The woman kept trying to pull me by my clothes and legs, but the man was much stronger than her. Two younger men finally walked over and restrained the woman. I remember the old man wearing a cap with an eagle and flags on it. I asked him what they meant. He began to tell me about it to distract me while ignoring that crazy woman, who was still screaming after me like a bansheet. He was telling me all about the medals he received during the war. Suddenly I heard my mother calling out to me, almost out of breath. I saw her rushing over to us, dragging my older brother along. The elderly man put me down and explained the entire situation to her. It took my father even longer to show up, popping up out of nowhere, why is a ghost? When he saw the police talking to my mother and the elderly couple. My mother was of course furious and gave him quite an earful for being an irresponsible head. My parents thanked the couple and the officers for their help, and we left the flea market immediately. While leaving, I saw the crazy hispanic woman was being put into a patrol car and taken into custody. I'm not sure what happened to her after that. I later found out the elderly couple's last name was Ralph. I don't know how things would have ended if they decided to walk on by and not help me, Like you said another Father of the Year award here, Yeah, that's west. I don't know. I have like three daughters, right, so I'm immediately thinking, like, ye, who does that? I mean, it could easily happen, right, but like to do a week after week, it's like you're going to hell dude, yez. Yeah, that's rough, and that's also like one of those really real scary things that could happen. We don't know what was going on with this person. You know, there are any normal number of horrible things that could be happening besides simple like dementia. We don't know mentioned it is a slightly older Hispanic one thirties or forties. You know, the person was four when this happened, so you know, I don't know what they're right, how detail their memory is. But so she did identify the elderly couple that helped her, so I guess they weren't quite that old the person that old. Yeah, it's true. Yeah, there are any number of things what could have been going on there and all the horror. I'm not gonna lie. Before I realized the gravity of the situation that the story was going to be, I laughed at first when you said that, yeah, it was going to be. It was talking about flea market and you know, being a ductor the flea market because you told us about your flea market experiences. I was like, it's a story about you. Oh the Koy Creek place, Yeah, they talk about Koy Creek. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, but then when you started reading this off, I was like, oh my god, it's terrible. This is not happened to me. No, and this this guy. I'm not sure which one is worse, this one or the camping one. They're putting bad electful parents. I know it was the worst. The leader kid all alone with nobody around, or to leave with a bunch of people around. You know, I'm trying to think of how this is worded here. That got me, gosh, where is this part? I left to love this part here? There were two things that always, and when I mean always, made my father distracted whenever we'd go out, women and tools. That's that's rough. It's rough to know that a younger age too, those two things would distract your dad. Yeah, that's really messed up. So we've all been to flea markets, and the one that you referenced our flea market was outside. This seemed to be like an inside one. Yeah, We've all been to those, like the big inside area where they have different aisles and stands and stuff. So that's what I'm picturing in my head, which when you're a little kid, that little with a bunch of tall adults around. I can definitely see where it would be. You'd get lost easily, especially if a parent wasn't there guiding you. But yeah, definitely. Yeah. There have been to a few uh indoor flea markets that are really kind of mazes onto themselves. You really won't know where you are if you especially if you're shorter. Yeah, so I could definitely see that being pretty terrifying. Do you think it was Do you think her intent was the kidnapper? I believe so. Yeah, Yeah, it seemed like she was definitely trying to make it seem like that she was a parent or possibly grandparent, yeah, going to take her god knows what. Or now you've all been in a store when you see a kid throwing a fit, right, and this really makes you think twice about how you handle it. Yeah, it does. I know what she's talking about. Like the lady just brushed it off, right, like, oh, just throwing a fit, you know whatever, blah blah blah, and people kept walking by. It's always hard to say, right, you never know. Like I was talking about the other day, you walk past like several murders in your life spent and he said, you will walk past people capable of horrible things and not realize it, and that it's truly terrifying. Yeah. I assuming people said here the dad's of this episode. Somebody else said they respected the father. I don't know when they said that, but several minutes later then they said, okay, well I do not respect the father. Maybe it was the tools that they went along with that on this Yeah, probably. Yeah. Scariest thing in the world aren't ghosts or goblins, it's other humans. Yeah, I'm with you. I think the thing that sticks out to me is you could tell this definitely traumatize them. Yeah, long lasting effect on them, which I mean, I get it it would do, would be on me too, would be Yeah, something that would definitely stick with the rest of your life. It's terrible. Jeff Townsend media says you good night, and the question is do I stay here? Will you be back? Are you gonna come back? Will you be back? Are you coming back? Well? Okay, so we had some good stories tonight. Let's do this. We'll show a short clip, we'll come back, and we'll pick what our favorite story of the night was. Sounds good. Susan's horrending. Oh thank god, we have to stop the ceremony. Kim jong Ill is mad. Here, let me lose. I'll show you where the theater is, all right, No, Chris, stay away from her excuse she wants to help us. No, Chris, she's acting. I am not. The others tied me up because I wouldn't go along with their plans. Your skills are fading with age. I surrendered. Yes, you'll die a peasants dead. Jesus in Christ could have sworn she was telling the truth. That's why they call it acting. What's not the clip I was expected. I had to change it up with you tonight. Yeah. Oh you're protecting Tom Petty or something. I couldn't have that. Yeah, I love that movie though. Yeah that's good. He was so against Gary in that movie, wasn't he. Yeah? Yeah, Gary, for the longest time. He finally went him over. He did have a reason, horrible reason. He did have a terrible Yeah, he'd had a very val reason. Not like actors. Well, look, these are not acting tonight. Which one takes home the gold for you? Not even I don't. I don't want to say scary. It's just your favorite for whatever favorite story. I scoped me that Cody bear Man, So you're going with our boy gene Mo. G Mo is like, oh lore, that's the story at the century. You imagine gen Mo would have got ahold of lady at the flea market, he would have mass her up. Yeah, if he would have been one of the elderly couple that said the kid that had been crazy, or if he would have got ahold of the skin Walker. If you could take a fourteen bear, you could take a skin Walker, you can take Idyot. I would put them up against almost every major creature in horror. Yeah. Yeah, we talk about death Claus a lot on here. He'd take a death call for sure, you could take it. That's a tough one for me. It's gotta be gene Moe and the Kodiak Bear, but there was I think the skin Walker was up there for me too. The bear takes home, the gene Mo takes home, the thing with the bear. But skin Walker one was definitely good. I think the reason I'm excited about that is because you have more stories we can dive into deeper on that. I'm sure I can find more like gene Mo like story out there in the world, but it's gotta be hard to top that. So I think Skinwalker wise, you got some longevity there. Yeah, it takes so too that It was also probably would have been my second pick too, because I really like that story. Yeah, I think it's got a lot of legs. People are saying, good story. See you next week. Thanks for stopping by. Gene Moe battle. Yeah, Jean took care of business and you took care of business. That's inspirational. I kind of a stint Gene Moe and Dungeon and dragons or something like that. Yeah, evidently fear is not a factor for you. Fear is definitely not a factor for Gene. No, it can't be. You don't have a tign to be afraid when a Coodiak bear is coming. After that four ten foot tall CoDIAK bear, Gene Mo, you took home the story. People think the Jeffrey gen Lawler the it's to announced that fight. Oh, Jerry Lawler'd be awesome. The king are right guys. Yeah, this has been amazing episode, some fun stories. Another great show tonight, Luke. I thank you as always. We'll be back next Monday at ten thirty pm Eastern for some more stories. But until then, clips are getting dropped every day on YouTube. I'm on my YouTube page. You just search your scary stories or good of mine. Jeff Towns and Jeff Townsend Media podcast father your Scary Stories dot com houses everything, get us some submissions. We want to share your scary stories. What happened to you? I'm really happy with the way this one went. I can't wait for next week because I got a few already queued up for next week, a couple of them. Anyway, you're ready, Oh yeah, I found a bunch the past couple of days, and so I'm really excited about reading. Well, I'm excited too, and we'll be back at it again next week. Until then, though, make sure you keep being you and keep being great. Jeff Townsend Media says you good night. And the question is, do I stay here? Will you be back? 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