It made itself look like a tree

Hominid Encounter: January 6th, 2026

Weather: Drizzling (almost misting; it was so light a rainfall) with temps in the high 50s to 60s and humid. Rain had soaked the leaves making footfalls nearly quiet

I pulled into the south side parking lot known as the “hiker's parking lot” and started to walk the trail at 4:55-5:00pm. When I started, there were 3 cars in the parking lot. As the sunset came over the mountain, the trees and hollers started to dim. Since observing the species as nocturnal (suspicions of having yellow slanted eyes, which would allow for exceptional eyesight), I decided it would be best that I not cut on my light secured to Rooster's Flexi leash.

Even as sunset turns to dusk, I pass Trough Springs trailhead as I continue on Natural Well. The trail is muddy, so I move over to the right shoulder where the border of the trail is slightly higher. After seeing the first few prints (estimated at 11 in., which is about the same size as the one on Green Mountain's trail weeks before).

Eventually, the few prints I had seen disappear, and yet I feel this general sense of uneasiness, as the forest has been quiet all this time. Believing to have heard footfalls behind me, but a half step or a half second too late, I trudge on, thinking that it may just be the rain pattering all around me.

Yet, the feeling of being watched intensifies, and a slight bit of fear starts to instill further.

I keep walking until I see the trees that nearly cover the trail (a trail worker cut the large tree and took the chunk that covered ¼ of the pathway); that is when I notice very fresh deer prints leading down the holler. As I had noticed only two, the deer must have been running, or else the hooves would not have pressed so deeply or as wide apart.

After this observation, I turn to head back to the car. It is turning from dusk into early evening. My light is still shut off.

After trying a couple of knocks (1, 2, 1, 2, 3) and a couple of softer whoops (one higher than the latter, ending lower) and not hearing a response, I decided to call it. After all, someone may be coming to close the gate and would rather not be stuck after hours.

I stop and glance around me, and when I turn around, I see lights in the woods off in the distance. Hoping it was another trail goer, I recall Rooster (who has also been on edge, though dogs naturally feed off our energy) and reattach his leash, waiting for the lights to get closer. I then turn on the leash light, allowing his Aussie to go by. As far as I know, he’s the second to last one. Me? I am now the last to leave, so I allow him about 30 ft of space and start to head off, finishing my hard seltzer. My dog is trying to tell me to look off to my right, and I brushed it off at the time, but I will never do that again. I turn around again, looking behind me; still nothing. Thinking, "Oh well, must have been me giving me chills and ” and waved it off.

Then I turn, walk back towards the trailhead, and think, "What the hell was that?”

It was there, standing about 2 ft away, like I could touch it if I wanted. Did I want to? Was it real? Seriously?

it’s face in the “V” of this tree trying to move fast, it needs to look like a tree, so, goes to place it’s arms along the branches (picture of 4th and of a recent encounter)

Standing behind a tree that had died long ago but still had about 5 ft of height to it and was hollowed was a beastly arm. My light was off, but I could still see the light of the sun, as it was nearly dark from its quick departure. Dusk.

Yes, it was so still, with hands 3 times my size easily, the conical head sticking out from the other side of the tree as its face was tucked in and its other arm tucked into its front. Not moving, not breathing, just there. Black long hair, 8-9 ft tall if it were not trying so hard to tilt itself as if the tree were and had always had him/her standing there.

I had to do a double take. I seriously couldn’t believe my eyes.

If you don’t believe me, I have the audio from the night still.

Remember those knocks I had made earlier? The whoops? There indeed had been a response, a very gruff sound like an HHAHHA, as if to say, "Silly human, can’t you see me? I can see you.” This creature had been walking with me for 36 min, and I had no clue. Absolutely silent. So low a tone that I couldn’t hear. Just the rain pattering around.

After realizing I had done a double take, I realized that this creature knew that I existed and that he/she knew that I knew of its existence. I picked up my pace, turned on my light… Then I hear a whistle.

Oh no. Is that a sign that the hunt is on?

I ran; I ran so hard my sweatpants nearly fell down, and I was telling myself, "You will make it to that car.”

Something large with heavy, vibrating steps is keeping pace, even crossing behind me to get into the dense foliage of the trees next to the hiker’s parking lot. Keeping pace, like I was the idiot for running.

I start to feel disoriented as I reach in my pocket for the car key.

I put the key into the door, and SNAP! The key stem breaks off the fob. Now, it’s unlocked but won’t start due to the security mechanism built in.

My dog jumps. In I jump. I lock the doors. I have to get this key together. It’s time to GO!

A massive headache washes over me as the car finally starts (I held it together, if only just) and pulls off, stopping the recorder.

I have had 3 more sightings since then.

At the most recent one, I brought a Rubic’s Cube with me. A gift.

I didn’t know that it had in fact taken it; I just figured someone had, then 2 days later, the cube was sitting there. Just 2 logs over from where I had left it. As soon as I pick it up, in disbelief, I hear 1 LOUD and very close knock or handclap and then nothing else.

The birds start to tweet as if I were the only one in the wood that day.

After the encounter on the 6th, I am abducted by the greys, just 6 days later. Don’t believe me? I have video evidence.

A small craft landed. I could not see any visible body, but the ring of lights and the static electricity were present around the vehicle. I was locked out of my home at 1:36AM, and upon turning around, I saw it just sail down, noiseless. I feel the most intense fear I have ever felt in my life, and I hide.

My dog is growling as I duck into the passenger floorboard, locking the doors on my way. I hide my face. I dare not see.

I look.

It was not from this dimension. It had a long, slithering body like a snake, shadow-like; its appendages look like scythes, and its head is removable.

It then turns and looks at me. Omg.

Then the dog growls louder.

He is standing over me, guarding my body, as I am intensely afraid.

I hear knocking on the car's windows. I dare not look again.

I think to myself that I was able to lock the doors. But not the trunk.

I hear the trunk open.

I see a red nebula in my mind’s eye, barely able to form a thought. OMG.

I am drowsy now… As I hear the plastic from the clothes in the back being crawled over, the dog is silenced, as if hypnotized.

Fade to black.

I awaken with my body moved into a different position, feet not numb despite being in the 27-degree temperature for a few hours.

I didn’t go to work that morning and couldn’t even tell my boss why. I just didn’t go.

Am I being viewed and visited? Even now?

Yes. It has been nearly 2 full months (in five days), and if you don’t believe me still? I have them on video, even as of yesterday evening.

I believe there is an implant in me. From the video, a metallic object is dropped and not seen when I look for it. My right shoulder aches after these last few weeks, to no avail.

I was just a woman, enjoying the night air on the trail with my dog, and now, I am a woman with a strange story and video and audio evidence to really tell you, “it’s here.”

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