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[–] Motoko 0 points 1 point (+1|-0) ago 

When I was young I'd ride my motorcycle all around the backroads in bumfuck nowhere with my buddy. He told me he liked to go on this one guy's land by the river and mud and that he'd discovered something pretty interesting. He was a fairly superstitious person but usually not without some reason. We trespass are asses over there on 100cc crotch rockets and head towards a treeline. Maybe a 100 meters into the woods we come across a clearing with a somewhat large burn pile in the middle of it. I thought it was pretty strange but nothing out of the ordinary, until my friend pointed out the configuration of the clearing. All the trees had been cut in a pentagon with a stump at each corner, and the burn pile was smack dab in the middle of it. Me being a skeptic the situation prompted a "Huh."

Another trespassing story. Me and a group of friends head out to a well known "haunted" old farm house. I don't remember exactly who it was, possibly me and one of the friends, but we noticed something move in the second story window. Everybody noped the fuck back to the car when we said something about it except me and the friend. This house had a basement that was perpetually filled with water, floorboards that had holes down to the foundation, and a large pile of children's shoes (at least 40 years old+). After dicking around downstairs for some time we hear a scuffle from the second floor. The sound it made couldn't have been made by anything smaller than a cat, but it never happened again. The staircase leaned at a sickening angle and upon further investigation it seemed the entire second floor of the house was in the process of falling over, so we decided not to investigate. The house could have been home to any number of creatures, but being in a long since abandoned house and hearing something thump around upstairs was a bit hair raising.