"I was the first one to point out the deer that was just coming into view of the headlights. As we approached there was clearly something off about the animal. My cousin says, “Man, that’s a weird-looking deer.”
The following account was forwarded to me:
"This occurred in July of 2021 around 2-3 in the morning, but I remember it like it just happened. I’ve always believed in the paranormal and have had a couple of experiences over the years. What sets this one apart though is the fact that it was witnessed by another person, who was a non-believer before this.
We were driving along Highway 212 in a rural area somewhere between Bella Fourche, South Dakota, and Hammond, Montana. We were going to a music festival in Northwestern Montana from Kentucky.
My cousin was driving and I was in the passenger seat. Two others were in the back and we had been taking shifts driving so that we didn’t have to stay at a hotel and could drive straight through. My cousin and I were on “night shift” due to the nature of our profession which kept us awake at odd hours.
We had been passing the time by BSing, listening to music, and looking at the local wildlife as we drove through. We had seen a lot of pronghorns and nice deer earlier in the day. Both of us being outdoorsmen, we were pointing out every game animal we caught the faintest glimpse of.
We were on a particularly barren stretch of road and hadn’t seen a manmade light for miles. No other cars on the road, no houses, nothing. We were reveling in the novelty of it as we didn’t have stuff like this back home.
I was the first one to point out the deer that was just coming into view of the headlights. As we approached there was clearly something off about the animal. My cousin says, “Man, that’s a weird-looking deer.”
The animal was turned broadside to us, standing on the right side of the road, facing the highway. It had its nose to the ground like it was foraging. The coat was an odd grayish-white, which was odd as deer tend to stay more red throughout the summer.
There was obvious flesh hanging from the antlers. This was odd because the antlers were fully formed. Deer in July should still be in velvet, which means their antlers are still growing. They were also light-colored, with no sign that they had recently been rubbed.
As we got closer I could start to see there were patches of fur missing. Not mange. There were sores. Open wounds, ranging from a tennis ball to dinner plate size. The bones of the deer were also visible through the skin. It looked like an embodiment of a term that paleontologists use called “shrink wrapping.”
And that’s about the time that I noticed how disproportionate it was. The front legs were too short. The back legs were too long, and the knees bent out to the sides, not backward. The spine was twisted and stuck up in random intervals down the length of the back. The neck was far too long to be on a buck.
And then there was the snout. It wasn’t built like an ungulate’s snout. It was stocky, rigid, and angular. It looked extremely predatory. It was as if you had taken deer skin and stretched it over a wolf’s skull.
As the front tire became even with the deer’s head it looked up. It had strange eyes. I don’t know how exactly to explain them. They were a deep brown, nearly red. They were clouded, but hollow. Its tongue hung from the side of its half-open mouth. There were visible pointed teeth, but they were not “canine”. Deer don’t have top teeth in the front, but this one did. It looked like someone had grabbed a random handful of teeth from a jar and glued them into this thing. Not just deer teeth, but a jar full of teeth from random animals.
Time slowed down. I felt my heartbeat in my ears. My hands and ears got hot and I gripped the door panel. It locked eyes with me. I have never been so sure I was going to die in my entire life. It maintained eye contact and followed me as we passed.
My cousin said, in a manner of concern I’ve never heard from him, “Did you see that?” to which I replied, “Yep.” He said, “Are we going to talk about it?” I said “Nope.” And we sat in silence. The air was thick. I could hear him breathing heavily over the other two who were snoring in the back. He was tripping the steering wheel with both hands. I turned the radio up and we just sat. We went until the next streetlight before we said anything to each other.
We agreed not to discuss it until we were back from our trip. We took an alternate route home to see some things we couldn’t hit on the way up there, but I had the feeling neither one of us wanted to go back that way anyway.
We’ve talked about it a couple of times since then. Some people don’t believe me when I tell them. Most people though can tell when I’m not making it up. I don’t look for opportunities to talk about it. If the conversation is right though, I’m more than willing to share. I get knots in my stomach thinking about it sometimes.
I know what CWD looks like. I know what sick deer look like. I know what deer that have been hit by cars look like. I don’t know what this was. I don’t know if anyone has an idea of what this might have been, or maybe had a similar experience." H
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