The witness is helping his friend's family move into a home in Franklin County, Massachusetts. Later, they take a break, walk into the woods, and encounter an unknown beast.
I received the following account:
"I currently live in Massachusetts. I live near Boston but was going on a road trip with my friend and his family out to their new place in the more remote parts of the state, Franklin County. My friend's name is Mike. We're both 17 years old. We got to their house and I was planning on staying for about a week to help them get settled in and to see the surrounding area. At the edge of their property they have these woods that start off with just a few trees here and there but after a five-minute walk get really damn think.
On the third day of my being there, Mike's mom said she wanted to give me and Mike a day off so we could do whatever we wanted. At first, we wandered around the property and hung around the house, and then we chose to walk to the closest town (this takes 30 minutes.) The town is small and there isn't much to do but I'm happy just to be back in a place like I lived for most of my life, small and in the middle of nowhere. We talked to the owner of an ice cream shop who told us a bit of history about the town, nothing important or exciting. After that, we started back to Mike's house.
We got back around noon and I suggested we go for a walk in the woods. Mike isn't the outdoorsy type, said no but after a couple of minutes of me nagging him to go he agreed. Even though I go out all the time, I camp and walk trails. I always have my pocketknife with me when I go out like this so I ran into the house to get it.
We started into the woods leaving a really obvious trail (like I said the woods are very thick.) At first, Mike spends his time grumbling things like "There are too many bugs" and "It's too damn warm out to be doing thins." Keep in mind, that last month was October. After a while, he started to enjoy being outside and actually said he liked it and wanted to go farther into the woods. By now it was about four thirty and it was starting to get dark but I didn't really care all that much. We kept going and dark fell rapidly to the point where I couldn't see much.
We had started on our way back but at some point, we got separated. I noticed this and turned the flashlight app on my phone, spinning around to see if I could see Mike. I couldn't.
"Mike?" I called out. "Can you hear me, if you can say something!"
I waited and a few moments later off to my right I heard a feeble stammer "Joe." (Joe is my name.) It sounded just like Mike and I quickly turned in the direction of the noise and slowly walked toward it. I didn't see anything so I moved my light horizontally to try and spot anything.
I called out again "Mike?" and got "Joe." again, it was much stronger and loader this time. I walked forward with more confidence but stopped dead in my tracks as I heard something big moving very quickly through the push from right behind me.
I whipped around frantically and came face to face with Mike. At first, I was stunned, I mean I had heard him from the opposite direction. Up to this point in my life, I had only encountered a skinwalker with another person once and we were together when it happened so this situation was new to me.
"Why did you walk behind to get me? Why didn't you come from the same direction as your voice?" I practically yelled at him overcome by anger at being tricked like that.
"What are you talking about? You were the one changing directions!" Mike yelled back.
"What?" I said quietly. I shined my light on him I could see he was obviously shaken.
"I heard you call my name and I started walking to you. You sounded scared or hurt at first but after a few minutes, you started saying my name normally. Then you stopped answering my calls and I heard you from behind me and I saw your light so I started running at you." He explained.
There was the faint noise of movement behind me and I turned around to see a horrible sight not ten feet from me. Its head looked like a wolf, like the kind you would see at the zoo. It was tall maybe six and a half feet tall. Its head, shoulders, arms, and chest were all covered in thick gray fur. Its legs and most of its stomach held a much thinner pelt of the same fur. The eyes were reddish.
Both Mike and I saw this creature and ran faster than I thought we could, for whatever reason the creature didn't give chase and we made it out of the forest without incident.
Mike told his family, who didn't believe him. I didn't tell mine because I knew that they wouldn't believe me. Mike has not gone back into the woods and has not seen the beast again.
The question I have is, was this a werewolf, skinwalker, or what?" H
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