When seconds count, cops are hours away.
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Just coexist with (super)natural horrors, they are not that bad once you get used to them, def not as bad as humans.
That's is why they are more afraid of you than you are of them, humans can and will outclass any horror beyond our comprehension, like for fun or sport.
Probably a fox
Don't be a puss anon...
Living by yourself in rural areas is wonderful. However every now and then you'll hear a noise at 2am and not sleep right for a week. Only downside really
one time me (hs freshman at the time) and my friend (8th grade at the time) went into the forest next to my field and explored it a little. we found a couple old bulldozers, some Ferrari rims, and a semi trailer with what looked like a kid's tea party setup from a movie, stuffed animals and all. just past the semi trailer, we found a run down shack full of garbage and smashed furniture. also, the older looking of the two bulldozers was right outside it. we stood there talking for a bit and right as I went to peek into the shack we heard a bell start ringing in the distance. we promptly went right the fuck back to my house (this bell sounded like someone was hitting it repeatedly, sounded like it was coming from a direction we hadn't gone in). on the way back, my friend grabbed an old yoo-hoo bottle by the fenceline and brought it back to my house. that night I heard something scratching my wall, and it sounded like it was coming from inside. there were no animals in my room. it scared the shit out of me, and after a bit I promised to return the bottle to the forest and not go back into it. the scratching stopped immediately. I checked the next day, and though there was a very large tree near my room, it was too far for any of its limbs to reach. I returned the bottle to roughly where we found it and have not gone back into the forest. I never heard that scratching again.
I had a similar experience last week and it turned out a neighbor kid had shot himself with a flare gun.
50 years ago...
Unfortunately true story. They're people we're neighborly with as well. It was their dumbass son's son who dug some stuff out of the back of their SUV after a camping trip whilst unsupervised. Had a spot burned to the bone right between his eyes from the propellant and a deep burn in his thigh from the flare.
On Halloween night...
Cougars in heat sound like a woman being murdered. Bigger louder sound than a fox. Terrifying if you don't know what it is, and a bit terrifying if you do.
Instead it’s just sin crouching at your door ❤️❤️
I was thinking about rabbits, too, that get very vocal when a predator catches them.
I thought you were talking about women that like younger men, and that was confusing
I wasn't confused until you pointed out this isn't what they meant.
Are there cat-girl women who like younger men living in rural areas?
No need to answer, I'm moving, let me get surprised.
¿Por qué no los dos?
Their screams can vary in pitch and intensity.
I was sat at home alone one night, have my first joint in months. Sat at back door looking out into the woods and think I can hear a girl sobbing. I must be stoned as hell.
Then I clearly hear some girl shouting help me!
In my pyjamas and Crocs I up and run off into the woods.
While running through the woods my stoned brain says to me if I were planning an ambush, this is what I'd do.
Shut up brain.
Find a young woman sobbing in the pitch darkness off the path in the woods.
Calllm her down. She had an argument with her boyfriend and he took her phone and left her in the woods, she doesn't know where she is.
I offer to drive her to the hotel she says she's staying at.
Halfway there I see the cops coming out of the station and flag them down, they were just on their way out to look for this girl.
I tell them what happened and they said I could be on my way.
Thank fuck as I was too high to be talking to cops.
Turns out that girl and her boyfriend work at the hotel with my mate, he says this happens once a week, her boyfriend had in fact not taken her phone she had it all along, he just walked off when she started causing drama again.
That ended much better than initially anticipated. Thanks.
Cougars have a freaky roar as well. Some say it's where the banshee wail came from
I’d say cougars inspired the folktale of La Llorona.
You might be thinking of foxes, there aren't any cougars in Ireland.
Avalynne O’Brien is pretty close
Hahaha, I did not see that coming, what have I become?
I bet there are. Maybe not the kind you're thinking of.
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