unsolved mystery

Unsolved Mystery

Foot steps in the snow

I walk. The last time I went through the wooded lot, up the hill, to bolder point I was surprised by large footprints in the snow. A prank for sure.

The tracks only headed down. Had to have come one of the cabins up there. To expose the pranksters would be easy enough.

Then the prints stopped. I scanned the path in front of me. There weren't any other tracks - nothing. Looking back there were my tracks headed up, large barefoot prints headed down. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. Nervously kneeling down I examined the prints closer.

Larger than normal. The front part of the foot showed more pressure the the heal. Someone was running.

Then inside my head - the only way I can explain it - “Help, they're after me! I have to jump again!” Strange to hear in your mind but not your ears. Then with my ears I heard a yell? howl? screeching. I'll never forget it.

Down the hill the prints had turned 45 degree to the left. I followed them into the thick underbrush. Then, no more prints.

I headed home. I no longer used that trail. Some people talk about other dimensions, big foot, worm holes, ghosts, spirit orbs, etc. I just don’t know. I use to think all those were hog wash but now I am not so sure. For an old cop like me…….I just don’t know.