Post by rexmage on Oct 6, 2007 3:45:48 GMT -5
Dog face bridge.. is by far the most frightening place I have been to in my adult life. The road doesn't help, it builds apprehension. The first time I went there, one person with us had a panic attack. Out of no where. We had told him it was a place that we heard someone in North Judson mention and we wanted to check it out. Made no mention of anything paranormal. We had to turn the car around, and park back at the intersection while he stumbled out of the car, knelt on the ground and threw up. We left him with the other car we arrived in, (as we thought two cars on that road would be too much) and by now its all off the scale. When we got there, we walked down the path and came to the first bridge. Crossing carefully we went to the second but did not cross. The area was littered with garbage and refuse. The camper was there, but on subsequent trips it was no longer. A number of discarded car parts laid strewn about. Nothing too terribly odd, but the fear. Its worse than fear of physical pain or suffering, or apprehension of knowing something terrible will happen. My freshman year in college I had to take a test, and I scored 98 out of 99 points on empathy. I don't know if this helped, but I sincerely feared our safety the whole time we were there. Not from something physical mind you, this was a pure, unhindered dread. After a general consensus that no one was comfortable, and even 2 people saying they felt as if we had been watched the entire time (one being a college student studying communications and the other early elementary education) we took our leave and hightailed it out back to Plymouth.
Second most haunted? The second worst I have been to is Earls tree cemetery. I know it sounds minor, but we used a digital voice recorder, and distinctly heard a third voice, between me and my friends conversation about when we would get the first snow. Adding too that, the whole unease you feel when you park your car and get out. It hits you like a weight, right in your shoulder blades and its a terrible feeling. Not of dread, like Dog face, but just of, the feeling that your not supposed to be there, that whatever is there is defiantly not for you to hear or see. I literary had to keep myself from going back to the car. When we left, myself, the other fellow with me, and a guy who had been asleep in the back continually checked over our shoulders to the back of the vehicle to see if someone else was in there. It felt like it the whole way back to Plymouth.
I don't know what would be my third one. The creepiest would be troll bridge. While I was there with 3 others doing a photo run for a more in depth planning phase we all stood at the south side of the bridge facing the heavily wooded area. We heard a splash, about the size you would hear if you had thrown a thumb sized pebble in. 4 High power flashlights flicked on and centered on the source. Ripples were going outward from a spot about 2 feet and a half from the left hand side of the bank, about 30 feet away. While my one friend turned off his light to fetch his camera from the vest pocket we heard another splash. This one being louder, so it had to have been a bit larger. Again we shone light, seeing nothing but ripples. This was in the general same distance from the bank, but about 12-15 feet away this time. I made a statement that I thought it was nearly time to go, when we heard 2 more water plunks, one right after the other, one near the middle under the bridge, and one on the other side to the north. Racing over, we saw the ripples from what we presumed to be the last one. About 2 minutes had elapsed since we heard the first. We left and drove back to Plymouth.
Don't know what it was. I'll make a guess that it could have been a Raccoon, however we saw no light reflecting eyes, and whatever it was had to leap off the bank, swim submerged a distance, leap out of the water, only making more noise than it had when it entered, and repeated this twice more.
Earls tree and dog face are just plain f**king spooked out.
Second most haunted? The second worst I have been to is Earls tree cemetery. I know it sounds minor, but we used a digital voice recorder, and distinctly heard a third voice, between me and my friends conversation about when we would get the first snow. Adding too that, the whole unease you feel when you park your car and get out. It hits you like a weight, right in your shoulder blades and its a terrible feeling. Not of dread, like Dog face, but just of, the feeling that your not supposed to be there, that whatever is there is defiantly not for you to hear or see. I literary had to keep myself from going back to the car. When we left, myself, the other fellow with me, and a guy who had been asleep in the back continually checked over our shoulders to the back of the vehicle to see if someone else was in there. It felt like it the whole way back to Plymouth.
I don't know what would be my third one. The creepiest would be troll bridge. While I was there with 3 others doing a photo run for a more in depth planning phase we all stood at the south side of the bridge facing the heavily wooded area. We heard a splash, about the size you would hear if you had thrown a thumb sized pebble in. 4 High power flashlights flicked on and centered on the source. Ripples were going outward from a spot about 2 feet and a half from the left hand side of the bank, about 30 feet away. While my one friend turned off his light to fetch his camera from the vest pocket we heard another splash. This one being louder, so it had to have been a bit larger. Again we shone light, seeing nothing but ripples. This was in the general same distance from the bank, but about 12-15 feet away this time. I made a statement that I thought it was nearly time to go, when we heard 2 more water plunks, one right after the other, one near the middle under the bridge, and one on the other side to the north. Racing over, we saw the ripples from what we presumed to be the last one. About 2 minutes had elapsed since we heard the first. We left and drove back to Plymouth.
Don't know what it was. I'll make a guess that it could have been a Raccoon, however we saw no light reflecting eyes, and whatever it was had to leap off the bank, swim submerged a distance, leap out of the water, only making more noise than it had when it entered, and repeated this twice more.
Earls tree and dog face are just plain f**king spooked out.