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This week we have a pretty awesome story from our good friend Theressa of Theresa’s Haunted History of the Tri-State. This is about an encounter that wasn’t Mothman in the Point Pleasant TNT area.
On a whim one summer night in 2008, my friend and I went exploring the TNT area in Pt. Pleasant . We’ve checked out the accessible igloos many times, only three of which were actually opened, but he wanted to show me some pallets, drums, and other debris that had recently been placed in front of a few of the privately owned igloos, which were located down a different trail than the one that held the open igloos.
This time of year, there are gates blocking off the small roads, so you have to take the trail by foot. We had two flashlights and the moon was REALLY bright, so the trail was well lit. We went down the trail and got to see three igloos, but then the trail was cut off by a small stream that was overflowing, so we turned back around. Near the first igloo, the one closest to the car, I smelled what I thought was a dead animal. I didn’t say anything, because even though the smell was REALLY strong, and I didn’t smell it on our trip in, we were out in the middle of a wildlife area… Its only natural to smell a dead animal sometimes.
A few steps later, we were back to where we had parked the car. To get back to the car, we had to go around a big farm gate, which was no problem… Except I’m a klutz. I got my pants stuck on a weed or something, so I was holding on to the gate’s pole with both hands trying to shake myself free. My friend was laughing at me, and I was laughing, but cursing, staring down at the ground trying to figure out why I was so tangled up. I felt what felt like tall grass or weeds whipping around my ankles, but didn’t SEE them.
In my peripheral vision, I saw a human form come towards me from my left side… the side closest to the car, and thus, freedom. The “person” put his arm on my shoulder to steady me. At first I thought it was my friend who had somehow managed to slip behind me and was trying to help me out. Then it clicked that something was REALLY not right.
It wasn’t exactly tunnel vision, but somehow I seemed to subconsciously block out everything around me, and could only focus on this shape that was slightly in front of me, and it seemed like the whole scene was shot in movie mode, as if I were watching it on TV, not standing there. I could only see the side/back area of the figure. It was a younger male wearing a white t-shirt, with tan skin, and not jet black hair, but really dark brown, cut short, but longer on the top than on the sides. It only stood about 6 feet, and wasn’t very muscular… Just average built, if not maybe on the slim side.
What clicked was… The friend I was with was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt and is HEAVILY tattooed with full sleeves on both arms. He stands about 6’5 and is a bigger guy, fairly muscular, with long light brown hair. This was definitely not him, especially since after I freed myself, I whipped around and he was about a foot behind me on the wrong side of the gate still. I snapped back around to see what DID help me, and it was gone.
I didn’t even say anything really until we got back safely in the car and started down the road, and I told him what I saw. He swears he didn’t see anything, but knows that I have a history of seeing things that most people can’t see, and saw how excited, yet shaken I was, so he believed that I at least THOUGHT I saw something. He said something to the effect of maybe whatever was there was warning us not to go down that path. To me, that didn’t make any sense, since I had only experienced it AS WE WERE LEAVING. The first thing I said was the first thing that popped into my head… He didn’t want us to leave.
That opened up a whole other discussion, albeit a facetious one, about there possibly being a body buried back there somewhere. The TNT area has seen its fair share of murders and body dumping… So it wouldn’t be completely unheard of. I mentioned that there was definitely SOMETHING dead back there, referencing that horrid stench I had smelled just previous to seeing the apparition. Again, my friend swears he didn’t smell anything, which I thought was odd, because the stench was so overpowering. But now looking back… Maybe it was an introductory olfactory response to what was about to happen…
I’ve already told him that if a dead body shows up, don’t bother to tell me about it. Instead, I’d just like to continue on thinking I was either hallucinating, or saw a residual image of an event that has probably happened before in that spot–two legend trippers out there exploring the igloos…chick gets caught and boy comes to save her. As an update, nobody was ever found to my knowledge, and this just isn’t a “case” that I feel I want to investigate or research further at this time.
Thanks Theressa for the story, be sure to check out her site Theresa’s Haunted History of the Tri-State for more of her stories.
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