Crazzzy Adventure

First let me give you an idea about where I just moved. It's a Midwest wealthy suburb, what used to farming area and woods. Some farms still remain and still a lot of wooded area. There's basically a 6-7 mile strip of highway with businesses on it with residential subdivisions behind them all on both sides. In between subdivisions there's usually woods.

Someone with a big mower decided to recently make trails through a large wooded area between two subdivisions. The trail, from looking above, looks like a huge oval (way bigger than a high school track) with two trails that make an X through it. The oval trail is very open, but the X part is through very dense woods. There's a bunch of bogus legends about it, like how a cult apparently meets and sacrifices animals in the middle.

So here's the story. I had never been there so my friends and I decided to check it out. It's past midnight, but we just graduated and didn't have school. We get on the trail on the opposite side of an entrance, so we basically had to walk through a tiny trail of heavy woods to get to the oval trail. We go to a bench on the trail and smoke a bowl. As we are, I'm the phone with some chick and I hear my two buddies freaking out and looking down the trail. I look down it too. I see something white. It looks like it could a plant or something, so I ignore it. I get off the phone a few minutes later to them arguing about what it is. I look at it again and it has moved from where it originally was. We eventually agree that it's a possum. It's still pretty far, so we keep smoking.

We keep watching it slowly get closer. My friend starts freaking out, so he gets up and is like "I'm just going to punt the bitch" and runs down the trail. My other buddy and I just start cracking up and watch him. The thing runs off when he's halfway there, but he keeps chasing it. He eventually gets too far for us to see. We start wondering what we should do. Of course, he doesn't have his phone, so we can't call him. But we didnt want to walk down the freaky trail.

Eventually, we decide to go. We walk for atleast 20 min all the way around the oval, still can't find him. We're freaking out at this point. We decide to walk to the center of the X. He heard rumors that if you come to a place where it dips down and you have to duck under trees for 50 feet, to clap your hands for the ghosts or whatever to come out. We're older, so we laughed at the rumors and decided to try it when got to that. Bad idea. We start hearing a bunch of flapping all around us. I thought it was just a bird or something, but it sounded like there were hundreds, and instead of them being scared and flying off, they just stayed where they were and kept flapping. Then I heard screeching right above my head. They were bats. At this point, I'm almost too scared to move, but I somehow broke into a jog. We eventually clear it and we both stop to catch our breath. Then we're scared shitless when the lost friend appears and was like "Where have you guys been?" We were in the middle of the X and even realize it. He had been waiting there for us. All there was a fire pit and a few benches.

We decide to start heading back. We spend another 15 minutes just looking for the tiny trail we came in on. Eventually we find it and we're back to where we parked in a subdivision. We saw the subdivision clubhouse and pool right there. We reach through the tall iron fence, grab a lawn chair, lift it over the fence, and stack two high so we can jump it. We call up 4 girls and they ended up swimming with us. All 7 of us smoked 3 more bowls and the girls brought some vodka. We eventually convinced the girls to strip down to nothing while swimming. When the sun started to rise, we all went home.

So we had a really crazy night, but it ended up turning out pretty well. I like being spooked every now and then anyways.

 

No. More west. Don't really feel comfortable sharing exactly where with all the details I already gave out...