Mysterious Guy From The Valley
Horror Stories - Mysterious Guy From The Valley
In high school, my buddies and I used to cruise in the backwoods to a spot called Witches' Cove. It was a small valley surrounded by woods next to a one-lane cobblestone bridge. Rumor had it, devil worshippers performed rituals under the bridge.
We'd been there dozens of times to smoke and drink without seeing anyone, but one night we pulled up and there was a bonfire in the valley. There were people dancing around the fire and jumping through it. We got out and approached them, thinking they were partying. One mysterious guy walked up and addressed us all by our names. (How he knew them, we had no idea.) He asked if we believed in God. When we said we did, he laughed at us and said we'd better leave.
We were creeped out and decided to take his advice. As we drove away from the area, my buddy in the passenger seat jumped and screamed, pointing at something next to our car. It was hard to see because there were tall weeds growing next to the road, but it looked like someone was crawling on all fours alongside our car. We were going 35-40 mph. It was so fast, it passed us.
We were flipping out. Eventually, we came to an intersection and saw the same guy who approached us at the bonfire, standing by the stop sign, smiling at us. At that point, we did about 85 mph all the way back to town. One of my friends was so scared he went home and had his folks call their pastor to come over and pray with/for him. Of course, everyone at school said we were just high or drunk. Even my own folks didn't believe me.
I tried for years to rationalize and reach logical conclusions about what happened, saying I was drunk, or it was a dog crawling by us, or it was a different person standing at the stop sign, but it still gives me goose bumps remembering it.
We'd been there dozens of times to smoke and drink without seeing anyone, but one night we pulled up and there was a bonfire in the valley. There were people dancing around the fire and jumping through it. We got out and approached them, thinking they were partying. One mysterious guy walked up and addressed us all by our names. (How he knew them, we had no idea.) He asked if we believed in God. When we said we did, he laughed at us and said we'd better leave.
We were creeped out and decided to take his advice. As we drove away from the area, my buddy in the passenger seat jumped and screamed, pointing at something next to our car. It was hard to see because there were tall weeds growing next to the road, but it looked like someone was crawling on all fours alongside our car. We were going 35-40 mph. It was so fast, it passed us.
We were flipping out. Eventually, we came to an intersection and saw the same guy who approached us at the bonfire, standing by the stop sign, smiling at us. At that point, we did about 85 mph all the way back to town. One of my friends was so scared he went home and had his folks call their pastor to come over and pray with/for him. Of course, everyone at school said we were just high or drunk. Even my own folks didn't believe me.
I tried for years to rationalize and reach logical conclusions about what happened, saying I was drunk, or it was a dog crawling by us, or it was a different person standing at the stop sign, but it still gives me goose bumps remembering it.
