A group of Oklahoma kids are walking on a trail near home when they encounter a deathly pale 'headless man' wearing a bandolier. The entity raised its hand, pointing at the witness!
I received the following account:
"Hi Lon. The year was 1978, late October. I was 12 years old. Three kids and I (two of them younger than me - one was a year older) were walking down a trail, alongside a bean field, near our neighborhood near Oklahoma City. We were looking for used shotgun shells, as we would collect them as kids, so we were looking at the ground most of the time as we were walking along.
We were getting close to the line of woods that surrounded the bean field. I heard one of the other kids let out a scream and take off running right past me as fast as he could. I had my back turned to whatever he was running from. As I turned around to see what he was so scared of, the other two kids raced by me yelling for me to run! They were crying and had a look of fear on their faces!
Standing about 25 to 30 feet away from me, was a 'headless man' (or person). This "person" or figure was about 6'3" or so and was wearing a belt of bullets (bandolier). The type of bullet belt that crosses over your shoulder - like the ones from the old movie 'The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.' The figure had some type of uniform on - it looked like an old Civil War uniform; a blue jacket and a white collar around his neck - and again, he had NO HEAD! The figure wore black boots up to his knees. I didn't see a gun or a weapon of any kind. I froze for about 5 seconds as I was looking at this figure, right before I turned to run from this thing. The figure raised its hand and pointed a finger at me. As I looked very closely at this figure's hand, I noticed it was snow-white in color! The color was so white - like he dipped his hand in a bucket of flour.
I took off running into the woods and met another one of the kids, who was hiding from this figure. We sat there and watched as this figure walked down along the trail next to the bean field. It walked into the woods, across from where we were hiding, never to be seen again.
I ran home and told my Dad what I had seen. We went back and found footprints in the dirt where we had seen the figure walk. This area was the woods where I grew up and loved being out there - I still go back to this day to walk around. We would ride dirt bikes and play games in these woods and older kids would have parties, campfires, and other stuff. I never saw anything like that again, but I didn't go back again that fall. This is a true story and I don't know what we saw. Maybe someone was playing a trick on us - but if so, they went into a great amount of detail to do it." MW
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