Hey, thanks for taking my call. I've told this story a hundred times over the years, but people still want to hear it. This happened back in April of '94. I was eighteen, just a regular kid. Didn't do drugs, didn't listen to heavy metal, never played Dungeons and Dragons. I say that because people always want to make you out to be some kind of weirdo when you see something like this. I wasn't. I was just driving my truck home through the backwoods of Pierce County. It was morning, around 9:30 AM. Broad daylight, you know? I'd been out near Buckley, in the foothills of Mount Rainier. Beautiful country out there, lots of forest, not many people. I was on this stretch of road, maybe a mile from anywhere, and that's when my truck just died. Engine cut out, everything went quiet. I tried to restart it, turned the key over and over, but nothing. The thing wouldn't even turn over.
I'm sitting there trying to figure out what's wrong, and that's when I looked up through the windshield. There was something standing in the road maybe thirty feet in front of me. And I mean, my brain couldn't process what I was seeing at first. It was nine feet tall, easy. Covered in this bluish fur, like nothing I'd ever seen on any animal. The face was like a wolf's, with these yellow eyes staring right at me. Tufted ears. And its mouth, when it opened its mouth, it was full of these sharp white teeth. The feet were bird-like, with talons. But the thing that really got me, that I still see when I close my eyes, were the wings. feet tall is hard to mistake for anything else - Tom' Two massive wings, attached at the shoulders, folded against its back. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I just sat there in my truck staring at this thing, and it stared right back at me. I don't know how long we stayed like that. Felt like forever. Could have been thirty seconds, could have been five minutes. Time just stopped.
Then it moved. It unfolded those wings, and I swear to you they must have been twenty, thirty feet across. And it launched itself into the air with so much force that my truck shook[ The whole vehicle rocked like something had hit it. I watched it fly up over the treeline and disappear. The second it was gone, my truck started. Just like that. I turned the key and the engine fired right up like nothing had happened. I got out of there as fast as I could, drove straight home, ran inside and told my dad to grab a gun and a camera. We went back out there, my mom came too, and a neighbor. We searched that whole area looking for tracks, feathers, anything. Found nothing. Whatever it was, it didn't leave a trace.
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