We camped in the area of Cane Creek Kentucky, near Laurel Lake.
Me and my friend camped down on his property in literal BFE. No service, no noise, no anything but you and the woods. We set up our tent under an overhang, and I was tasked with gathering firewood. It was about. 5pm or so, while collecting I get an odd feeling, and start hearing whispers. They weren’t saying anything, it was just murmurings, couldn’t make anything out. At that point I get a creepy odd feeling and move closer to our camp to collect firewood. Not straying anymore after that lol
Night progresses and nothing out of the ordinary happens, until we climb into our bags. I heard foot steps in the leaves and more murmurs, I was getting genuinely freaked out but I know the best thing to do is ignore it, and sleep. I did. And the following morning me and my friend found ourselves awake at 5am. He asked me if I heard whispering at night, I told him I heard it twice. We were both equally as baffled.
Clarification: We were not the first people to camp in this area. His uncle and his friends attempted to camp there but couldn’t make it through the night. My dad is a hunter and he refuses to go down there to hunt anymore, as well as another friend I have, his dad says that the air down there is “rich in death.” We have also found arrowheads on the property.
What it means, no idea. Any idea’s here? This is the first time i’ve ever encountered anything like this in my camping adventures.
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[link] [comments]We camped in the area of Cane Creek Kentucky, near Laurel Lake. Me and my friend camped down on his property in literal BFE. No service, no noise, no anything but you and the woods. We set up our tent under an overhang, and I was tasked with gathering firewood. It was about. 5pm or so, while collecting I get an odd feeling, and start hearing whispers. They weren’t saying anything, it was just murmurings, couldn’t make anything out. At that point I get a creepy odd feeling and move closer to our camp to collect firewood. Not straying anymore after that lol Night progresses and nothing out of the ordinary happens, until we climb into our bags. I heard foot steps in the leaves and more murmurs, I was getting genuinely freaked out but I know the best thing to do is ignore it, and sleep. I did. And the following morning me and my friend found ourselves awake at 5am. He asked me if I heard whispering at night, I told him I heard it twice. We were both equally as baffled. Clarification: We were not the first people to camp in this area. His uncle and his friends attempted to camp there but couldn’t make it through the night. My dad is a hunter and he refuses to go down there to hunt anymore, as well as another friend I have, his dad says that the air down there is “rich in death.” We have also found arrowheads on the property. What it means, no idea. Any idea’s here? This is the first time i’ve ever encountered anything like this in my camping adventures. submitted by /u/SimilarRock6037 [link] [comments]
