ok so up the road a good little piece there is a 3315 acre wma called sandy hollow. a while back me and my friend went out there and made a hunt and camped ther on one of the little camp grounds. the camp ground is just a field where you are allowed to pitch camp. it was a rainy cold night, and we had our bedding up under an old tin roofed pavilion to stay dry, and around midnight i finally got to sleep. ok now, there is no body els on the camp ground, you arnt allowed to be in the woods after dark, the only little road into the campground passes right by our heads and shines lights right in our faces, there is NOBODY there but us. atleast there shouldnt have been. a little after i finally fell asleep my buddie elbows me awake. "LISTEN" he hisses. there is a little yipping close, like fifteen yards from our little camp, running back and forth, but no sound on the leaves. so i yanked my pistol out of the blankets and rolled over and looked out into the field hoping to get to smoke a currious pack of yotes. but i couldnt see anything, couldnt hear it running. after a few secconds down in the edge of a burned out pine thicked a deep strong mans voice bellows "hey!" like he's hollering at the dog. the barking stopps and there aing another sound, so i rolled over and went back to sleep. just a guy calling back his little lap dog right? about a half hour later i was awake again, layin there wondering how someone els had got ther and set up camp without us knowing, when my buddie starts talking about how he dreamed there was this huge figure of a man just standing over us watching us. needless to say i now have the chills and am getting a little concerned. so we got up and took a walk to look around. sure enough, no body there. no other campers, the last one left at dark. nearest house is about 5oo yards off in the opposite direction through the woods, no tracks, no dog tracks, no more sound, nothing, NOBODY IS THERE OR HAD BEEN SENCE DARK. soo either someone was back there up to some sort of mischief cuz you aint supposed to be there at midnight on a cold rainy night with a stinkin lap dog, or there was actually...nobody there. we will never know, and we will also never be camping there alone again. wat do yall think? we just panzies or you think something wierd may have been up in those woods that night?
