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My adrenaline was pumping through me, I was scared, I was shocked.

He turned and looked at me,

and his eyeballs went "boom!"

This thing was ten-foot tall,

that had 600, 700 pounds on you.

It could kill you with flicking you in the head.

I've seen stuff in the woods at night that would give you nightmares

for the rest of your life.

Dad! Dad!

My adrenaline was going, my heart was thumping,

I knew that I'd seen something extremely terrifying.

There was a very overwhelming presence

that wasn't, like, a person.

It felt evil, it looked evil.

And it felt like every second there was a second closer to real danger.

My name is Jack Silsby.

I am a steel worker for a company here in Michigan.

It's scary, you know, I was genuinely afraid of this thing.

I didn't know what it was gonna do.

We live in Grand Ledge which is just outside of Lansing.

It's a small town, but it's still pretty nice.

My name is Jim Silsby, I work for the American Red Cross as a courier.

I'm very much an outdoors person.

The forest is definitely my second home, it's where I feel relaxation.

If I feel stressed, I go to the woods.

This happened about six years ago now.

It's about an hour and 15, an hour and 30-minute drive from our home.

When we get to the location,

it's a dirt road and then it ends in a parking area.

And the camp ground is to the south.

And from that parking area, you have miles of forest to the west, to the north,

forest and swamp to the east,

and it's about a half a mile hike into the camp ground

from where you park.

My dad does really enjoy the outdoors, he grew up on a farm,

and now, Dad and I, we love to go out on walks.

And it became a great bonding experience for Jack and I.

I can smell the fresh air.

When you can get your child in the woods and off of social media,

and get them out where they can breathe fresh air,

and they can see the stars and you have a campfire going,

there's no better part of life that that right there.

All of a sudden, we hear sticks snapping,

like something stepping on a stick.

But we couldn't see anything.

We kept going up the trail.

The reason we chose this campsite

is that it's secluded from the rest of the camp ground.

There's only one other campsite to the left

and then everything else around that is forest.

We got there probably at about 7:30 that night.

We'd have a campfire and we'd make hotdogs,

and cook marshmallows and so on.

Jack and I were very relaxed, we had our campfire going,

we were settling in to our normal routine.

Do you smell that?

Yeah, yeah I do.

We were getting this very strong taste of iron in the air.

What... What do you think that is?

I have no idea.

It smells like there's blood close by, but we didn't know where.

If you open a package of beef and you get that fresh smell of blood from...

You just get the beef from the butcher's, that's what we were getting.

I think it's coming from over there, though.

Here, I'm gonna go check it out.

- Well, wait a minute. - Don't worry, I'll be fine.

We had to figure that there must've been a fresh deer kill right near our campsite.

I said, "I'm gonna walk down there and see what I can find."

It was very odd.

As a note of transparency,

I'm not the kind of person that I get feelings in the woods.

I'm not that person that says, "I feel like I'm being watched."

But I started smelling that blood

and I started, for the first time ever, getting a creeped out feeling.

That's a new feeling for me.

At that moment in time, he turned and looked at me,

and his eyeballs went "boom!"

My adrenaline was pumping through me, I was scared, I was shocked.

I was really terrified at that moment.

I turn around, I see my dad and behind him,

was this very large, black, humanoid figure

that completely dwarfed him.

It almost entirely blacked out our campfire.

Because of that, I was able to fully see

its general shape and how tall it really was.

When something that's nine, ten-feet tall,

weighs almost 1,000 pounds

is no more than ten feet away from you,

it's scary, you know, I was genuinely afraid of this thing.

He was literally within an arm's length of me.

He could've done anything he wanted to do to me at that point.

He could've reached out, he could've snapped my neck,

he could've smacked me out of the way.

He could've done anything. He didn't, he just walked through.

After a couple seconds of me just staring completely stunned at him,

we couldn't hear anything.

We started looking around for evidence

like footprints or tree-break structures.

And we figured out that there was this large brush pile

right next to our campsite.

We saw, behind the brush pile, were long grass that had been pressed down.

Like something had been squatting there watching us.

And we figured out that it had been crouching down behind that brush pile

waiting for us to move out of the way or leave.

It would've had to have been very close to our campsite.

So, we were pretty scared.

This is crazy. What-- No way!

The only thing that we could figure, is he wanted to go eat.

And it was going for that deer carcass.

He smelled the blood. He just went, point A to point B,

and I just happened to be standing in the way.

Hey, we gotta go.

I was, like, immediately concerned

because my son is there, my child is there.

I need to get my child out of here

in case this thing wants to be aggressive.

We gotta get this down.

And we started packing up and we got out of there.

We were huffing that half mile hike back to the car

as fast as we could.

Look, over there.

I popped my spotlight on and I just shined it up into the woods in front of me

and probably 35 feet away, I see these two big blue eyes

looking at me from between two trees.

And as the spotlight hit it,

I could see a large, black, humanoid shape.

And he turned and I watched him turn his body and go.

- I gotta go look at him. - Hey, Jack!

And I ran after it to try to see it myself.

I was really terrified at that moment

but I wanted to go investigate and see what I could find.

Jack, Jack!

Now I'm in the mode of protect my son.

I gotta get to my son, I have to be there with him

to make sure he's safe.

Jack, Jack!

I took off after him. The sheer size of them, you're not prepared for.

What they could do to us if they wanted to

would be horrific.

Jack!

Jack!

So I'm hollering, "Jack, Jack!"

There's something out here predatorial in nature that...

It is not afraid to kill.

Dad! Where are you?

I was scared of being in the woods.

Jack, are you okay?

He goes, "Dad, I saw it."

And I said, "What did you see?"

And he described the back side of the creature, shoulders and the upper back

as it darted into a brush line leading into the forest.

We gotta go now, come on.

We were scared, that genuinely scared us.

But my adrenaline was pumping like crazy.

I was back there next morning to investigate.

After this happened, Jack wouldn't go back in the woods with me

for about six months.

I think it was getting to be too much for him.

And I'm walking and I look down and I see this print.

So I took a picture of it.

And as I was walking back to my vehicle,

I found another print on another trail

and that's the huge print, there's a huge print with my foot next to it.

On the back of my jeep is a handprint.

Now if I hold my hand up, the palm of the hand

was a good two inches wider than my palm.

The thumb was an inch-and-a-half longer than my thumb.

The fingertips were right where my fingertips were.

But there's no pads in the picture below the palm and the fingertips.

So, you would have a pad there.

So, obviously the hand was curled like this.

So, to the side, this is what it would've looked like,

when it put its hand upon my jeep.

And you can see in the picture lines from the skin.

You know, like fingerprint lines

and stuff like that from the dust on my vehicle.

It was way bigger than my hand.

Definitely Sasquatch, because that's not a human handprint.

We 100% believe this was a Bigfoot.

Everything about this said this was Bigfoot, this was not a bear.

Since then, I've been more cautious about what's around me.

But especially around that time,

I was always on edge, always had my guard up.

That really made us true believers that these creatures exist.

I think we got lucky that it wasn't an angry one.

Any of these things could be aggressive.

When you see a Bigfoot for the first time,

it opens your mind, it opens you up to possibilities

that conventional education doesn't teach you.

I like to tell people I've seen stuff in the woods at night

that would give you nightmares for the rest of your life.

My adrenaline was going, my heart was thumping.

I knew that I'd seen something extremely terrifying.

There was a very overwhelming presence that wasn't like a person.

It felt evil, it looked evil.

And it felt like every second, there was a second closer to real danger.

My name is Hannah Rees.

At this point, I was absolutely terrified, I was horrified.

I live in LaGrange, Georgia.

This area in Georgia around here, it's very wooded.

Just a lot of forest going on,

houses are really far apart with lots of land in between them.

I love being outside, every chance that I get

going on walks and being in the wooded areas.

Old Youngs Mill Bridge is in Hogansville, Georgia not too far from LaGrange.

The road that the bridge is on is a really quiet road,

not many people are going down it, it's just lined with trees.

I had been there a few times before with family

but it was always during the daytime.

During the daytime, everything looks fine, it's really pretty.

A nice river and all these really pretty trees.

You'll see animals all the time around the river drinking the water.

I heard that the bridge was haunted.

I heard it from a few people which made me give it more thought

and it made me also wanna go at night.

Just because I didn't believe it.

In 2017, I was with my father and my friend

and we all decided to head over there.

When we got there, it was around midnight.

We all got out of the truck and we were a little nervous

because you don't know what to expect.

We were the only people there.

It was completely dark was the first thing that I realized.

There was no light other than the moonlight outside.

There's no street lights, you don't see any cars passing, no house lights.

Standing out there for the first five or ten minutes, it was fine.

You could see the moonlight on the river,

you could hear the crickets and the little sounds.

It was really serene and peaceful.

And I couldn't imagine why anybody would think this place was haunted

or had any sort of eeriness to it.

- You hear that? - Yeah.

After being there for maybe ten to 15 minutes,

we started noticing that there were just these whispers coming from around us

but we didn't know where they were coming from.

And we saw what looked like little shadows on the bank of the river

next to the bridge.

We saw the shadows peaking over for a while just looking at us.

We could see the shadows turning their heads to look at each other,

um, like they were communicating.

Dad, look over there.

And they just went back behind the tree.

And they never came back out, we didn't see them anymore.

We figured that the shadows were maybe some teenagers playing around down there.

My friend had noticed something in the tree.

What it seemed like was...

The best way that I can explain it, it was a creature

that was crouching in the tree.

And it was crouching on a tree branch really high up in the tree.

The creature looked like it was no more than two to three-feet tall.

The best way to describe it is to think of a child

maybe a two or three-year-old child,

but skinny, very, very unhealthy-looking.

It looked sickly and that was the best that I could make out in the moonlight.

It was definitely not anything human.

It looked like it was looking right at us.

And my dad, not knowing that we were seeing anything at all

was staring in the other direction.

Just as I looked over towards him, the creature jumped.

What was that?

Something just whirred past my head, what was it?

I didn't scream.

When I'm afraid, I don't scream, I don't get loud.

I get frozen. And I was frozen.

I was trembling, I was so fearful.

Standing out on that bridge, you feel extremely vulnerable.

You're surrounded by woods everywhere else.

You feel completely alone and like, anything could just grab you.

- This is too much. - Yeah, let's get out of here.

Dad, let's go.

- Honey, it's okay. Five more minutes. - Dad!

Then we can go.

I absolutely felt like I was in danger.

When you have that feeling that something was very, very wrong with this place,

but we were definitely terrified, we were holding each other's hands so tight

that I could feel her nails digging into my skin.

And I could hear her quietly crying, because we were so terrified.

We just wanted to leave and we felt like we couldn't.

And it felt like every second, there was a second closer to real danger.

It was no more than about two to three minutes later

that we heard howling.

Hearing the howling, it kind of was like something out of a movie.

It sounds like wolves, but it made no sense.

Wolves are usually...

One will howl and then another one and then they all start joining in,

but when it happened all at once and stopped all at once,

that's what didn't make sense about it.

It left this eerie sense lingering in you,

giving you chills up your spine because that was not normal.

As if something was mocking us.

It felt as if we were being told,

"Ha-ha, there's nothing you can do, we're all around."

Dad, we're scared, let's go!

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, okay. Okay, let's go, let's go. Let's go.

After the howling ended, we all agreed that it was time to go.

It wasn't just me and my friend anymore,

we were all thoroughly terrified of this place now.

We high-tailed it to the truck and we got out of there as fast as possible.

The creatures, they felt evil, dark.

Um, without love or compassion,

they just felt, like, malicious.

It was extremely terrifying,

but as time went on, I became more curious of the bridge

and I wanted to know what was out there.

And I felt like something was just calling me back there

to see what exactly had happened that night,

almost as if to be able to confirm to myself

that maybe that wasn't real, maybe it was something else.

If I can give myself another experience at the bridge,

and everything goes normal and is fine,

I can sort of just forget about that one experience.

So, I went back to the bridge about a year later.

And this was with my stepdad.

My name is David Spurgeon and I live in Newnan, Georgia.

I have been in the military for 13 years,

I've been on two deployments, my most recent was to Afghanistan.

I've done a lot of patrol-type training, marksmanship training,

a lot of different things.

So, I always see him as that tough, strong military man

that can't be afraid of anything,

can't bothered by anything.

We were just kind of chatting and talking,

and then suddenly, the bridge popped to my head.

And I hadn't thought about it in a while, but I knew it would help relieve me

of all the fears and wandering thoughts I had

of what happened at that bridge,

if I could just go one more time

and see that there's nothing wrong with it.

- So, there's this bridge. - Okay.

I had a weird experience there before, and I just kind of wanna go back

to see if there's anything really there or if it was just in my head.

Sure, we can go.

My stepdad was a little bit skeptical of anything like that.

He has always been a realist.

What he sees, you know, then he can believe in something,

but he'd never seen anything paranormal

so he wanted to go and just see.

I do not scare easy at all.

The only time that I can get nervous is when I know definitively

that I've lost control of my environment.

When we got there, it was five minutes till midnight.

And there was no one there, there was no lights. It was just the moonlight.

We were talking about how peaceful it was

and then I started thinking about, you know, the stories that I'd told him about it

and I just happened to point out the tree that I saw it in

and I was like, "Well, hey, that's where we saw it."

He was like, "Well, ha-ha, I don't see anything now."

We were just making little jokes about it.

It didn't seem real anymore.

- Are you sure that really happened? - Yeah.

There's nothing weird here, look around.

He was sort of laughing at me, saying,

"Hey, maybe it was just that one weird experience you guys had."

But, maybe about five minutes of just being out there

the feeling of fear came back all at once.

Just out of nowhere.

We were just kind of enjoying the night

and I just had this overwhelming feeling over me,

like someone was present over my shoulder,

like someone was standing between my feet

like someone was right here.

I started heading back over to him.

I didn't wanna sound crazy and just tell him,

"I feel like someone's watching me."

But as I walked over to him, he immediately turned around

grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the car.

So I think my mind went more hysterical than logic

when it came to the feeling.

When you don't see something, but you know it's there,

you don't really know how to react to it.

You don't know what it's up to.

But I wanted to get Hannah out of there

'cause I didn't know what to expect.

There's something there.

It went from a nice, calm night, to "I want to leave."

It was just very, very uncomfortable.

I had the feeling that if I didn't get in the car quick enough,

that something was gonna grab me, and that's why, as I was walking,

I didn't wanna look back, I didn't wanna see what was behind me.

All I could think about was getting in the car

and making sure that the doors were locked and I was safe in them.

- Open the door. What are you doing? - I'm trying!

It's not working.

So, we eventually got to the vehicle

but it didn't unlock, it didn't respond at all.

This wasn't an old car, it wasn't broken down,

there were no problems with it.

Open it. Open it, open it!

The alarm started going off and the lights start flashing,

and you know that now everything around knows where you're at.

- Open it! - I'm trying to unlock it.

I think both of us were in a sense of panic.

I don't know what to do.

- Open the door. What are you doing? - I'm trying!

- Just open it! - I'm trying to unlock it.

When we couldn't unlock the doors,

that was terrifying, it felt like my safety was right in front of me,

but I couldn't get inside of it.

I couldn't describe to you what could've been going on.

I just knew that whatever was going on with the car

had to have been in control by this thing.

That maybe lasted only 30, 45 seconds to maybe a minute at the most,

but it felt like forever when you're exposed and you're in that sense of panic.

Eventually, the doors were unlocked, so we jumped inside,

turned the car on and we immediately drove out of there.

We didn't look behind us, we didn't stop.

- Midnight. - What?

Midnight.

When we got in the car finally, and were pulling out,

and we were getting back on the road, it was three minutes past midnight.

And that's when I started to formulate my own theory

that whatever happens there starts at midnight.

Things seem to happen at midnight.

When we first got there, there was nothing strange going on, it felt fine.

But about the time that midnight should've hit

was when we started feeling that really bad feeling.

The devil's hour as people might say it.

We got there probably about five minutes before midnight

and nothing was going on until midnight had struck.

I wanted to get as far away from that area as possible.

I kind of knew in the back of my mind that I wasn't gonna go

back to Old Youngs Mill bridge ever again.

At that point, driving down the road in the car, I still felt fear,

because now it didn't happen just once, now there's something happening again.

I think the bridge has... It has this magnetic energy to it.

You can be as afraid as you want of it, you can be terrified of ever going,

you could not want to go, but it's telling you,

"Hey, just come on back and look at it again, give it another try."

So, about six months later, I wanted to take my boyfriend to the bridge.

My name is Kevin Worthy

and I'm a Georgia police officer.

I was brought up in a small town,

but where we live, there's a lot of woods around us

so I grew up in the woods.

Usually, we would spend our nights walking around

because he works a third-shift schedule.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

We were trying to come up with spots to go to

because we'd already been everywhere in the city

and that's when the bridge came to me again.

So, what about the bridge?

Didn't you have a bunch of weird experiences at the bridge?

Yes. Yeah.

But I just wanna go back, maybe it's changed.

If you insist.

Honestly, I felt she was making a lot of it up or either exaggerating.

I didn't believe that she'd really seen or heard anything to be honest.

So, we headed back over there, but the closer I got to it,

the worse I felt.

I still wanted to go.

I still felt like something was pulling me to that bridge again.

But I started to feel just more adrenaline the closer I got, more fear.

This sense that something knew I was coming.

We got to the bridge, we had pulled in and parked and we were facing the woods.

The very first thing I noticed when we pulled up and the truck stopped

is that I did not want to get out.

Everything in me wanted to just leave and never come back.

That feeling of I'm in danger, that feeling that someone is watching me,

that I'm completely vulnerable.

- Are you okay? - Let's just check out the bridge

- and get out of here. - All right, let's check it out.

But, right as he was getting out, he had a phone call from a friend.

- I... I gotta take this, it's just gonna be a minute.

- Kevin here.

I was like, "We'll leave in just a second, let me get out of the truck

and use the phone,"

I was talking to one of my co-workers.

I sat there for a few minutes, just waiting for him to get off the phone and...

The more that I sat there, though, the more fear I felt.

The more danger it felt like we were in.

I'll have to change some things around, move something to Wednesday.

I can make that happen, yeah.

Hey, let's go.

Just one second. It's only gonna take one more minute. Just...

Either we go now or we just leave.

Okay. Okay, just one second.

So, while I'm standing there, I see a guy walking towards me.

And the closer he gets, the more I realize

that it was just kind of hovering there for a minute over the bridge.

It was just weird, but he was coming straight for me.

When I first saw him appear, I was calm

because I thought it was just somebody walking, like, over the bridge.

It looked like a mangled, demonic-type person.

It terrified me.

I didn't see anything strange,

but I started to feel more fear.

It felt evil, it looked evil,

everything about the whole situation was evil.

What?

Move. Push over, push over.

- What's up? - Nothing.

What's up? What's going on?

So I jumped in the truck 'cause I knew there was nothing I could do

with a demonic spirit, and you know,

I'd never seen anything like that before.

So the only thing I knew to do was flee.

My adrenaline was going, my heart was thumping.

Um, I knew that he has seen something wrong.

I don't believe I've been that scared before in my life.

I don't know what's going on out there,

but I know there's something going on out there that's not of this world.

What happened back there?

Later, when he was telling me about the man that he saw,

I was trying to figure out what it was.

I was trying to match it to the first night's story.

The best way I can describe the energy on the bridge

is that it feels dark, it feels heavy.

That's the feeling you get when you're out there on the bridge.

She said, "See, I told you I'd eventually get you to believe in paranormal stuff."

And, um, I'm definitely a lot more of a believer now than I ever was before.

My best conclusion to an explanation for all of it,

is the stories I always hear about the witchcraft that was done there.

That there were evil forces out there

because of people that were playing with these evil forces.

There's a lot of stories about the witchcraft

and people summoning things there.

I've heard about animal sacrifices, kind of rituals,

whether it's demonic or witch-like or however you wanna perceive that.

There was a lot of occult activity.

My dad had experiences there before as a teenager.

He knew that something was weird around there.

I had heard my dad telling me about a shack

that was about, a little less than a mile from the bridge.

And in the shack, he had seen...

What he described was a pig

and it had a bamboo pipe straight through it

and he said it looked like it was drained of all its blood.

This isn't just stories anymore, this is real life.

He didn't see anybody around, but it's terrifying to see something like that

and that's something that stuck with him for an extremely long time.

I believe that the area is possessed with entities that were lured there

by the rituals that these witches were doing in the area.

I believe they hang around because, for them,

that's a safe space for them.

I won't go back there just because I get a bad feeling, and it's...

it's just eerie-feeling.

And the spirits that are there

they don't want us there, then I'll just stay away.

There's a lot of unknowns there.

Anything that I can't explain

bothers me a lot, even to this day .

I would possibly go to the bridge

during the daytime maybe,

with a lot of people when the sun's out.

But I definitely will not ever go back at night.