Johnny Henderson

But he wasn't sure what to make of all of these reports.

Guys, he said, I don't know what to tell you.

There is no animal in this area, or any area for that matter, that fits your description.

I'm not saying I don't believe you.

I just don't know what it is.

Jacob, whose face was reddened with anger, said, Come here.

Here's the blood from where we shot it, and here are the footprints.

A look of complete confusion washed over Gene's face, and he asked if they would care to go with him as he tried to track it.

Jacob and Kenny agreed, but they said they weren't going without a gun.

Gene stated that he planned to take his gun as well.

All three men loaded their guns and set out following the deeply impressed tracks and droplets of blood that had fallen onto the withered leaves.

They followed this trail for about a mile until arriving at a creek that was located deep in Jacob's Woods.

And that's where the tracks they were following seemed to be joined by others just like them.

Some were smaller, but at least one set was larger.

Deciding that the safest course of action would be to return home, they all went back to Jacob's.

None of them relished the idea of staying out in the woods longer, since there was now apparently more than one creature.

And the cloudy, overcast day made the forest seem even darker than it would normally be this time of day.

Back at Jacob's, Gene informed them that there was nothing left that he could do but file it under an unknown animal sighting, which made both Kenny and Jacob anything but happy.

Jacob and Kenny spent the next couple of days trying to warn their neighbors, urging them to use caution when they were out in the forest.

Most of their friends just laughed at them and said they had probably seen a bear or something.