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IT!
Laurel Wentzel
The year was 1993 in the month of November in Phoenix, Arizona USA. It was a clear, beautiful night in the Sonoran desert and my husband-to-be, Dana Wentzel, and I chose to go out into nature and make love.
On the edge of town there are several secluded mountain ranges that can be accessed by a newly constructed freeway called Squaw Peak Parkway. Right past a street called "Northern" we found an exit. The street went toward the mountain range to the east where we found a road leading to horse tunnels (for horse back riding in the desert). One horse tunnel went right under a road. It seemed like a great spot. We locked up the car and walked through a tunnel approximately 100 feet long. As we emerged on the other side we looked at the landscape and the sky. Something strange happened.
I asked, "Dana, do you notice something about the light in this area?" He said, "Yeah, it's blue...almost as if something sucked out all of the other colors." I said, "It is weird isn't it. I've never seen anything like it. There is a full spectrum on the other side of the tunnel and on this side it's blue!" The stars weren't white and twinkling, the lights from the road were dim and his face reflected a shadowy blue-grey color. Next there was a rustling that started at the top of the tunnel – which we were facing. It started right above us. Now the tunnel was directly under the road and there were some shrubs up there next to it. (Most of these desert shrubs are about 4 feet tall or less and you can easily see through their branches.) They began wildly shaking in the absence of wind. Then it seemed as if some "thing" or things were all around us (about 10 feet away on each side) on the ground level closing in. It was absolutely eerie!
One shrub would shake, then the one next to it would start. A chain reaction started that created a circle all the way around us. This pattern of circling continued again and again. Sometimes these shrubs would shake all at once – including the ones atop the tunnel. It was like being stalked. It lasted several minutes. In case you are wondering, we are seasoned desert dwellers and are familiar with camping, hiking, animals, wind currents and the like. Rest assured it was no animal or group of animals, and it was not wind. It was a localized energy moving in a definite pattern and we were within it.
Dana said, "It feels like we are going to be murdered! Maybe there is some cult out here and we're it's victims. Run!" We ran for our lives back through the tunnel and locked ourselves into the car. The next thing we know the shaking starts again about 20 feet away all around the car – but there is no movement anywhere else in the landscape and again it is closing in on us. I was screaming, "Hurry Dana! It's coming towards the car! Hurry!" At that point Dana burst into tears. The feeling of death and fear was so thick that we fumbled to put the key into the ignition and fled in our car. He cried all the way home on that freeway – with the hair on the back of his neck standing on end! He was certain we were about to die, being stalked like prey.
Months later we were at a party where guests were recounting interesting events. Dana and I said we experienced something unusual one night at a horse tunnel off of Squaw Peak Parkway. Before we could tell the story, a couple interrupted us. Their names are Shane and Jennifer Bonheur. Jennifer told us that a group of her friends claim there is a frightening presence they encountered in that area around the horse tunnels. They call it "IT". She described it as "a fear feeder that soaks the light out of the atmosphere – turning it BLUE! It feeds off negative emotions." She told us, "You were in it's lair and were in mortal danger!"
What is startling is that we didn't tell her a thing about the presence we encountered. We just mentioned the tunnel and she finished the rest of the story. Jennifer also said, "IT can create such strong, violent and fearful emotions that people are driven to kill themselves or each other. There is a feeling of death in IT's presence because it will cause you to die if it takes possession of your emotions." She said, " IT can travel at least 50 miles an hour, but cannot easily pass through electrical power lines." Apparently IT chased her friends, even though they fled in their van, and it did not stop until the van crossed under power lines! During IT's pursuit of them, the driver threatened to kill himself along with his passengers. He said he was being overpowered and could not stop himself. After passing under the lines he was fine and his sanity returned. They outran IT.
Just about 4 years ago I was traveling from Paradise Valley back to my home in Phoenix. I missed the 51 entrance to the Squaw Peak Freeway and accidentally wound up on an access road. Knowing "IT" hangs out on the other side of the freeway I was hoping to find a way off that road. However, the road had no outlet. The last building at the dead end was abandoned and there was a huge message spray painted on the facade. The word was "IT" – in bright red letters. I spun my jeep around and high tailed it as fast as I could away from that place! What a nightmare that was for me. Later I found out that Squaw Peak Parkway is built right on top of a Hohokam (Native American) burial ground. Maybe the city dwellers upset some ancient power that is better left alone?
Laurel Wentzel
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