User:Dr Geboran

For the record, this is my recollection of what happened on a side road in Lynnwood, Washington on April 26th, 2011. Me and my friend Trista::n had a game and movie night over at my grandma's house. It was 2 in the morning and we had run out of Mountain Dew and root beer. So we thought it was smart to go to the gas station a couple blocks away to grab a couple more cases. So we snuck out of the house and headed down there with my nunchucks, a backpack and $40. We had some idea of defending ourselves from an unknown attacker, such as a crackhead or "highwayman". I wouldn't say we were scared for our lives as much as we were for getting caught by my grandma for going out so late. So for the most part we were calm and collected. That was until we were a block out from the house.

That was when we caught a glimpse of a dead animal about 20 feet away from us. That was when stuff started happening. You could call it paranoia, but looking at a dead animal probably wouldn't do that to you. I started hearing some gurgles and contortions of bone and fabric. I was freaked out. My friend Tristan told me it was probably coyotes that had captured yet another dog. I believed him too, that was until we saw it: It was barely passable as a human. With the amount of limbs it had, you could say it was more like an insect. It's face was hardly visible in the moonlight, what we could make out was enough for me to want to vomit: It was composed of a dough-like substance that appeared to ooze off of it's head, with stitches on its eyes to prevent the substance to impair it's sight. It had not seen us, so we ran all the way back home. I guess you could say we had an even later night after that.