Skinwalker Stories Vol 2, Chapter Four

I am being hunted by a Skinwalker. I’ll be quick as I don’t have long left, it’s outside right now trying to get in. I’ll start with the beginning. I live on an old strip of land that’s been untouched for as long as anyone can remember. It’s a three mile by two mile stretch

Skinwalkers Vol 2, Chapter Three

This story takes place in 1987, back when me and my family lived in a small town in Nevada. I was only ten at the time, old enough to be smart enough to think of all the dumb things a kid to do and stupid enough to at least attempt many of those dumb ideas

Skinwalker Stories, Vol.2 Chapter Two

This just happened last week, so it’s still fresh on my mind. I live out in Montana on my ranch that’s been owned by my family for some six generations. Actually, my family was the one who first made the ranch back in 1871 and were prominent supporters of Montana becoming a state. It’s actually

Skinwalker Stories Vol. 2, Chapter One

Story One: As a retired Police Officer, I have my own collection of weird stories that I have until now refused to share with anyone. The following story may seem unbelievable, but I can assure you it really happened. It’s important to set the scene for those unfamiliar with it. At this point in time

Skinwalker Stories #2

Story #1: I was out camping with two of my buddies who I’d grown up with in a long stretch of forest north of New York. There were so many rumours of an old haunted house where people disappeared or some shit like that. We would go to the forest all the time to “test

Diary entry: Sgt. John Olivier, 1st Battalion, USMC (Ret.)

18th March: Just got back to the states yesterday. Glad I’m not in Afghanistan anymore. After what happened to Biggs and Roberts, I just couldn’t stay. At least the colonel got what was coming. Fucking prick. Ain’t no one going to miss him. Not after what he did to us. 21st March: I’m going insane.

DIARY EXTRACT: JOHNNY EREND, AUGUST 15TH 2014 – AUGUST 27TH 2014, NEW YORK STATE

DISCLAIMER: THIS JOURNAL WAS FOUND BY LOCAL POLICE IN JANUARY OF 2015 AFTER A DISMEMBERED HUMAN SKULL WAS FOUND BY HIKERS. THE JOURNAL HAS BEEN TYPED UP AND PUBLISHED FOR THE FIRST TIME HERE, NOW. READER DISCRETION BE ADVISED. August 15th 2014: Finally got to the camping site. The mountain is beautiful and the forest

The Wendigo and the Girl

Daisy was your typical twenty year old tom boy. Boisterous, loud and outgoing, she was friends with pretty much everyone in the small little town in which she lived. Especially with Tom, Harry and Penny. The group of four were inseparable by any standards. And Daisy was always the ringleader whenever they got into trouble,