My friend sometimes tells me about his rather un-boy scoutly days as a, well, a boy scout. Most of them are about hazing new kids and stuff, but there's one story that he swears by that's just plain weird.
He says he and a group of other kids went off in the woods somewhere around Selma AL where they camped frequently and found a medium sized, very shabby house. According to him, the house was in a clearing that seemed to be formed by an old waterbed which had run dry, that it had no roads of access and lay beyond obviously ancient wood, and that it bore a waterwheel like a mill of some sort, though he describes it as a house. That in itself is odd, but not terribly odd, till you add his last detail. The house, supposedly, was surrounded by a full circle of scattered bones, surely animal. Days before his group came on this, he said he'd gone with another kid into the woods to see how far they could go without turning on their flashlights, and that they'd encountered something with reflectant eyes which terrified them because it seemed to be taller than they were by the level of the glare. The last bit I always told him just just something in a tree or on a hill, some common animal, a coyote at worst. But the bone yard house puzzles me to this day. So.....wolfman's summer cottage?
On a related note, I found this little hollow by a dirt road in Jacksonville AL where the trees sparse out a ways back and the grass gets shorter till it turns into straw and moss. For atmosphere, the road becomes only barely visible through gaps in the trees ahead. The clearing finally hits a virtual cavern of large pines which brood over a rather uninviting shadow world beyond. In the little hollow were purplexing and somewhat disturbing amounts of bones, most noteably skulls, which were very obviously cats and dogs and some deer. There must have been ten cat skulls in a 5 yard radius. I thought maybe illegal dumping was going on till I found a horrifically mauled faun, and figured it was a mountain lion's hunting ground(oddly close to town though). Strange though, the faun didn't look eaten, just mangled. Not sure whether a mountain cat would drag it off either. It was just left there to gather flies. Must be another gateway to hell or something.
He says he and a group of other kids went off in the woods somewhere around Selma AL where they camped frequently and found a medium sized, very shabby house. According to him, the house was in a clearing that seemed to be formed by an old waterbed which had run dry, that it had no roads of access and lay beyond obviously ancient wood, and that it bore a waterwheel like a mill of some sort, though he describes it as a house. That in itself is odd, but not terribly odd, till you add his last detail. The house, supposedly, was surrounded by a full circle of scattered bones, surely animal. Days before his group came on this, he said he'd gone with another kid into the woods to see how far they could go without turning on their flashlights, and that they'd encountered something with reflectant eyes which terrified them because it seemed to be taller than they were by the level of the glare. The last bit I always told him just just something in a tree or on a hill, some common animal, a coyote at worst. But the bone yard house puzzles me to this day. So.....wolfman's summer cottage?
On a related note, I found this little hollow by a dirt road in Jacksonville AL where the trees sparse out a ways back and the grass gets shorter till it turns into straw and moss. For atmosphere, the road becomes only barely visible through gaps in the trees ahead. The clearing finally hits a virtual cavern of large pines which brood over a rather uninviting shadow world beyond. In the little hollow were purplexing and somewhat disturbing amounts of bones, most noteably skulls, which were very obviously cats and dogs and some deer. There must have been ten cat skulls in a 5 yard radius. I thought maybe illegal dumping was going on till I found a horrifically mauled faun, and figured it was a mountain lion's hunting ground(oddly close to town though). Strange though, the faun didn't look eaten, just mangled. Not sure whether a mountain cat would drag it off either. It was just left there to gather flies. Must be another gateway to hell or something.
