We've had a similar thread on here in the past...some weird stuff spoken of.

For me: 1986, 11th grade, Carroll County, Mississippi. Stalk hunting on a hunting club along the Big Black River swamp. Slipping up to a thicket where I had jumped a really large buck a few weeks prior...my 30-30 in hand and at the ready. As i eased up to and into the thicket I realized there was no deer there that day, then I saw it. Remember that I was just in this exact spot 2 weeks before. Fresh dug rectangular hole, 2-3 feet wide and about 4-5 feet long, maybe 3 feet deep. Shovel stuck into the fresh spoil mound.

The hair on my head and body stood on end. I was at least a mile from the closest road, even furthr to the nearest home. I've never ever run so fast in all my life...even with constantly turing to look behind me as I ran. I went to the sherriff'f office and told them what I found. I had to take them back to the spot. As far as I know they never figured out what was up.


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