Scary WENDIGO & SKINWALKER Horror Stories For A Cold Night | Cryptid, Scary Stories for Sleep
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What dreadful smell fills the air?
and i could almost taste it as i breathed in i glanced at my watch it was two a m my heart started to race and i lay there staring up at the dark ceiling of my tent trying to figure out what could be causing that horrible stench Living out here in the woods, I was used to strange smells. Small animals died all the time, and nature took care of them. But this? This was different. This smelled like something big, something really dead, and it was close. I grabbed my bear spray just in case. Bears could smell a carcass from miles away, and if there was something dead nearby, it could bring one right to my camp. The minutes dragged by, and the smell just kept getting worse. I tried to ignore it, to focus on the sounds of the night, but every time I took a breath, it filled my nose. I felt a growing sense of unease, a chill that wasn't from the cold. Then I heard it, a crunch, a soft, deliberate crunch of leaves coming from the hill just beyond my tent. I froze, every muscle in my body tensing.
What eerie sound is heard outside the tent?
it wasn't the random rustling of an animal it was slow steady footsteps and it was coming closer my heart pounded so hard i thought it might burst out of my chest i held my breath listening the steps were getting nearer one slow crunch after another They weren't heavy like a bear's. They were careful, almost like... a person. I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. Who would be out here at this hour, in the middle of nowhere? The footsteps stopped. Silence. i lay there straining to hear my fingers gripping the bear spray so tight they hurt then snap a twig broke right next to my tent my breath caught in my throat whatever it was it was close too close the stench was overpowering now thick and choking
I could barely think straight, my senses overwhelmed by the smell and the fear. I didn't move. I couldn't. I just lay there, waiting, every nerve in my body screaming. I could hear something, soft, raspy breathing, almost like a wheeze. It was right outside. My mind raced, a thousand thoughts blurring together. What was it? A bear, a person, something else. Minutes felt like hours, and time seemed to stretch on forever. i waited for something to happen for the tent to move for whatever was out there to make its move but nothing happened slowly the breathing faded away the footsteps retreated crunching softly back into the woods I didn't dare move until I saw the first light of dawn. When the sky finally started to lighten, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. I reached for the zipper, my hands trembling, and slowly unzipped the tent. The forest was still, the air cold and crisp. The horrible smell was gone, and everything seemed normal, except it wasn't.
i stepped out of my tent my headlamp cutting through the morning mist the woods felt different like they were hiding something the silence was too heavy too expectant as if the forest itself was holding its breath i looked around searching for any sign of what had been there but there was nothing just the trees the rocks and the feeling that something had been watching me something that was still out there waiting
What strange discovery is made in the morning?
the sun was up now and the forest was bathed in a soft golden light everything looked peaceful but i couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong i took a deep breath trying to calm myself and decided to look around i had to find out what caused that awful smell last night Maybe it was just a dead animal and I was overreacting. I had to know. I started walking in a circle around my camp, my eyes scanning the ground for anything out of place. At first, I didn't see anything unusual, just the usual rocks and fallen branches. But as I moved further away from my tent, I noticed something strange. There were large rocks, each about the size of a basketball, that had been moved. They were scattered in a rough line, leading down the hill.
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Chapters
7 chapters
1
What happens when you wake up in the woods?
0:39
2
What dreadful smell fills the air?
0:39–1:49
3
What eerie sound is heard outside the tent?
1:49–4:18
4
What strange discovery is made in the morning?
4:18–18:23
5
What legend is connected to the terrifying experience?
18:23–37:43
6
What is the significance of the cave encounter?
37:43–1:05:45
7
What horrifying transformation occurs at home?
1:05:45–1:11:32
Speakers
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