K
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832 appearances
9 recordings
2 series
first heard Nov 2024
last heard 29 Mar
K’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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We snuggled up together, and I fell asleep almost instantly. in the morning after breakfast and collapsing the camp we set off again despite it being sunrise the trees blocked out the sun like a wall allowing darkness to engulf the woodland i'm embarrassed to admit the number of branches i walked into much to jessica's amusement
within an hour we had made it close to the hunting spot that's when it all started as we were walking through the brush we came to a fallen tree that we would have to walk around as i reached the tree a scream made me stop in my tracks the scream was human It took a few seconds for me to realize that it was a woman's scream. "'Help! Someone please help me! Oh God, please!'
Each individual scream and shout was separated by seconds of silence until, after the last call for help, there was an eerie silence. Then a horrifying screech, unlike anything I had ever heard in my life, followed."
to describe it in words it was like the roar of a lion mixed with the tone of a laughing hyena jessica's dad put his finger to his lips and motioned for us to get down the screams had completely stopped since the screech had pierced the woodland eerie silence took root Jess's dad looked around with his rifle, showing no reaction, telling me he saw nothing.
He turned to us and told us to stay put while he went to check it out. He quickly turned his head to us and said, If I'm not back in five minutes or if something goes wrong, get out of here and call for help. You won't get a signal here. Jess tried to protest, and he covered her mouth as a sound carried by the wind reached us. Please help.
It was similar to the voice of the screaming woman, but it wasn't the same. It sounded weak and a lot quieter, as if the person had been drained of the ability to scream again. But there was something else. A slight gurgling sound between the words, as if someone was trying to talk with their mouth filled with fluid, or as if someone were mimicking the words.
In my mind, I thought she may have been choking on something. Despite trying to wave off the thought, it prevailed. Blood. Jess's dad told us to hide behind the fallen tree and stay out of sight no matter what happened, unless we needed to run for help. Keep her safe, was all he said to me, before turning away and slowly walking through the brush towards where the screams had originated.
Once his footsteps were out of earshot, there was nothing but silence. No birds. No natural sounds whatsoever. Around five minutes had passed without so much as a twig snapping. It was nerve-wracking. Jess looked worried. I put my arm around her and whispered, "'Don't worry. Everything will be—' Bang, bang, bang. Three shots. A shot followed shortly by two more."
a couple of seconds later we both stood up jess began to move towards where the shots had originated but i pulled her back out of protectiveness i knew something felt off and couldn't allow her to walk towards a possibly dangerous situation i told her no your dad can handle himself and i need to look after you She screamed back, an animal could have attacked him. He needs help.
I thought for a second before telling her, okay, you run for the truck and wait until I'm back. I'm going to go get your dad. I took her rifle from her and loaded around into its chamber. She hesitated in responding and shot me a look of disobedience, but I countered with, if he's hurt or in trouble, I'm better trained to help him.
And if something goes wrong, and I don't return within a reasonable time, then you'll have to call for help. I don't know who to call or what to say. I'm not even familiar with the area. You are, so you're going to be better suited to guiding a rescue. She quickly nodded before hugging me and quietly saying, please get him, before turning around and jogging away.
I turned my back to hers and began walking towards her dad's last known location. My heart was beating rapidly and I felt a wave of anxiety and fear hit me when, from behind I heard, and be careful please. I turned my head in the direction of her voice but saw only tree branches and shrubs. I turned back and began to jog towards the point we had parted ways with her father.
within a few seconds i stood exactly where i was before i looked down at the rifle i had slung i knew from my training that the calibre would easily put anything i deemed dangerous out of commission everything i learned back home in battalion and basic training told me that With a cocktail of confidence, fear, and anxiety, I began to walk towards the shrubs where Jess's dad had walked through.
Visibility was terrible. I spent more time staring down while pushing tree branches away from my face than I did looking straight ahead until I came to a small clearing. Nothing large, just enough for a family pool in a backyard. I examined my surroundings. Trees stood around the clearing like sentries. Thick shrubs filled the gaps, making a wall of green and brown that no light penetrated.
That's when I soon realized that Jess's dad could have gone in any direction past this point. Worry began creeping up on me.
i stepped out into the clearing looking for any trace of him i stumbled across small patches of flattened grass they were in a pattern and i realized they were recent footsteps i traced them to the center of the clearing when i stopped there in front of me were two footsteps by themselves and to the right more however they were more spaced out and in no particular pattern other than the direction
Something shiny caught my eye below me. I knelt down and picked up a piece of ejected brass. I looked at it and began thinking about what had happened. I came to the conclusion that Jess's dad had walked into the clearing and fired the three rounds we heard before running away to my right, back into the darkness of the woods.
I wondered what could have made him run and if it was the same thing he fired at. Or perhaps he tried to run back to us but lost his sense of direction and went the wrong way. Kay? A masculine scream came from my right. I turned and stood, recognizing the voice of my girlfriend's father. Kay, run! Get out now! came from the treeline.
It sounded loud and desperate, followed by a horrifying scream of pain. I raised my rifle, pulled the bolt slightly back. A round was chambered. I clicked the safety off, double-checked that the bolt was fully forward, and ran towards the treeline.
just before i reached it the scream stopped and so did i i listened carefully not a single sound until i heard my name from behind me i turned and saw nothing again my name was called by a voice that i didn't recognize yet this time i couldn't tell what direction it came from
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