Testimonios De Personas Que Desaparecieron Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 The Witch House called me Brandon. I' ve gone to countless therapies, and I' ve taken a lot of medications. I don' t talk much about it with people about it, because every time I tell it I usually take it for granted or they just think that what really happened that day was too much for my brain to prosecute that he was the verdict of the authorities and many, including my parents, took it as a fact. Although no one has taken from my head what I lived that day. I know it wasn' t part of my imagination. My childhood was quite normal.

0:45 I was born into a good middle- class family. I don' t usually talk about it much, but I had a twin brother named Bruno. We were both practically inseparable. We did everything together and my mother says that we used to be very scavenging when we got together, but if they had us individually we were pretty quiet. I think I agree with her at that point, because since she' s gone, I haven' t been the same again. We were both eight years old when this happened, it was vacation and my parents decided that we needed some fresh air, which is why they wanted to send us to our grandparents, who lived in the province and had a small farm. They assumed it was okay to spend part of the vacation. So we could live with nature and animals and, by the way, they could have a little rest to take care of us. We were both quite excited to go with the grandparents we did not know them very well, as they visited us very little in the city, but every time they visited us, they both filled us with gifts and treats. We had been mentioned a side where we could swim and play. So as soon as the school finished, we took the first bus home to the grandparents when we arrived.

2:08 Everything went pretty well. In fact, the first few days I remember them as one of the happiest days of my entire life. Grandparents loved us very much and very rarely used to deny us any request. There was a slightly strict rule about not going to the woods. My grandfather said that we could get lost very easily and that there were animals and things that could hurt us. At first follow this rule. It was pretty simple. Everything was new and we could play on the farm at our disposal. After a few days we had already explored everything and we had swam a lot. And like all the children, we found ourselves at a dull point, and I found ourselves playing that day when something distracted our attention. It was a whole black rabbit was beautiful. I was right on the edge of the forest and seemed to look at something curious. We got close enough before my grandfather screamed a little upset that we were getting too close to the forest. His scream caused the rabbit to run into the woods and lose sight of him. We got a little scolding about the rules of not entering the forest and made us swear not to do it. Many times. If you tell a child not to do one thing, be sure he' ll want to do it more than anything. Bruno was the most enthusiastic when he entered the forest. I wanted to see that rabbit again that had left him completely amazed. For my part,

3:44 I wanted to obey Grandpa, but Bruno always knew how to convince me. He told me how the forest was an unexplored place and that it probably wasn' t so dangerous to go in there, as he had seen children in three and leave all the time and that we were missing out on the fun in all my time. There I had never seen children enter the forest, but Bruno said it so convincingly that I really believed him so we both came up with a plan to go into the woods looking for that black rabbit. The plan was very simple. In fact, it was a question of waiting for Grandma to take her nap and my grandfather to start his work of milking cows, as it was the time when we were practically unsupervised. When we were alone, then we' d come in. I managed to convince Bruno that we would only go deep enough not to have the chance to get lost, to which he assured me that we would only go a little bit, look for the rabbit and, if we did not find it, we would turn around and leave. So that left me more relaxed about disobeying.

5:00 I thought no one had to know and as we returned home soon it seemed like that would be the way to get into the woods. It was something I certainly enjoyed. While I was looking at and enjoying the nature of the forest, Bruno was more interested in finding that rabbit, which, for obvious reasons, was nowhere to be found. I mentioned to Bruno that he could probably have his burrow deeper into the forest, but for no reason would we go looking for it. That' s when a scream scared me. Bruno pointed to the rabbit, which was only a couple of meters from us.

5:41 He started walking without caring about anything and with all the intention of touching the rabbit or at least being able to see it more closely. As soon as he got closer, the rabbit ran. This is where everything is ruined. Well, Bruno, instead of stopping, took up a race behind the rabbit. I screamed his name to stop him. I thought I' d come back to alert my grandfather, but I knew that would get us into a lot of trouble, so I just started running after Bruno too, telling him to stop and we should go back. But all my pleas and recommendations were ignored. There came a point in it that the rabbit was faster than him, and we both ended up tired and completely lost in the woods, as wherever we looked, everything looked exactly the same. I was very upset with him, as he blamed him and he just felt ashamed and told me everything would be fine. We just had to find our tracks that would lead us to the exit. We were completely at night in the woods We were scared, hungry and tired. We didn' t know what to do to get out of the problem we had gotten into and the more we walked the more I was sure we were missing even more. At that time, the forest was beginning to look dangerous and I felt like someone was stalking us, although

7:14 that might have just been my suggestion and fear. As we walked, bruno stopped dry and pointed forward. I was totally surprised, because right in front of us was a house was like a small wooden room with a sheet roof despite its appearance, it looked as if someone had been living out there there was a fire that was off, but it still released a little smoke, which made us think that maybe the person who had lit it was in or would come back soon and then we would be safe. Bruno knocked on the door of the house, but we received no reply. Instead, we saw how it opened, as it was not secured with anything. It gave me very bad spine, but Bruno just pushed the door and started going in.

8:07 I told him not to, that maybe it would be better to wait for the owner to come back and ask for help. But he told me it would be best to wait inside. So we finally chose to go in the two of us that house was very dirty, there were frets and things everywhere and there was a very strong aroma of herbs. It looked more like an oil or something. I never knew it was everything. It was strangely silent, which was rare, as outside the house noises like the wind could be heard, blowing the leaves, some insects and that sort of thing. Soon we both could hear something It was a heavy breath that wasn' t from any of us. I was behind the bruno and told him it would be better to go out, but he kept walking. He was very curious and wanted to know what that sound was. It was when he opened a door, which looked like a closet just to run into something awful in a fetal position. There was a woman, or I think she was a woman, because she was completely covered by a viscous and reddish liquid, especially her hair, which was quite scarce. He found his face between his knees as if he were crying. He hadn' t even noticed our presence until Bruno stepped back from the impression and moved a chair. It was when she raised her

9:43 face, which was completely disfigured. He had no nose, no teeth, and only one eye. She was so wrinkled and awful. That woman screamed very loudly. It looked like he was trying to be threatening and both s r. We didn' t start running to get away I took a look back. I wish I hadn' t, but I did, that' s when I saw that old lady didn' t stay inside the closet. Rather, he was following us on all fours. His entire body was quite contorted. I could hear my brother screaming for help and I turned around and wanted to help him. The creature was dragging him and no matter how fast I ran I ended up losing him in the darkness of the forest. I could hear my brother' s screams for a long time before I didn' t hear them anymore. While I was completely immobile, not knowing what to do, I could hear my grandfather' s voice, which seemed to be very close. Then I saw the lights some flashlights had been found and I could only say that the woman had taken him. Those were the only words I could conjugate in that way. They searched for him for days, but he was never found. I went back to my parents and we had a little funeral. No body. To this day I feel guilty. I feel like I should have done more, even though I was just a kid.

11:15 I' m sure that what we saw was a witch who took him and I have no idea what he did to her. My name is Damian and what I' m going to tell you. It is an experience that, by remembering it today, generates a rather uncontrollable fear for me. I was eighteen when this happened. It was my eighteenth birthday. Unlike other kids my age, I didn' t enjoy going to parties or spending time with friends. What I really enjoyed was nature and there was a very specific one that called me the desert one. Since I was very young, I had enjoyed going and could just sit and watch it for hours, something that I certainly also enjoyed doing a lot When I grew up a little bit more, it was shooting that was one of my favorite hobbies. As I grew up for my eighteenth birthday, I wanted to do something really special, which consisted of spending all day in the desert. My father had given me a new weapon and I was quite anxious to try it. I told my parents I' d be back in time for the little meeting they' d arranged for me.

12:35 They both really wanted me to socialize more and by not wanting to argue with them, I had accepted that meeting, although I did more to get them to accept the idea of going almost all day into the desert. After I got up very early. I wanted to go out with the sun. I also wanted to avoid the talk about safety that my mother used to give me every time I waved out into the desert. I know he cared about me, but after so many years I considered myself a complete expert at taking care of myself there and it really bothered me a little bit to listen to the same advice every time I decided to go out, which was quite often in those times. I packed enough water and some snacks, but what I was most interested in was bringing water instead of food. I always knew that water was very important on the way to the desert, as it could get hot and a dehydration or heat stroke could be fatal being so far from civilization.

13:39 So just with enough water I decided to leave The one- way trip. It was quite peaceful and relaxing. The deeper I went into the desert, the more I felt it would be a great day. I saw some animals and among them I could see a coyote, which caught my attention quite a bit. He wasn' t that big and he looked pretty young, but he lacked much of his left ear and the tip of his tail was completely white. It was pretty flashy. Soon I completely lost sight of that coyote had called my attention enough to have it in my mind for a few meters further. But I finally ended up going back to my thoughts and focused more on the music I would put in, as I was starting to lose the radio signal. As usual, I liked getting too deep. Many said it was dangerous to do that. I could run into some dangerous gangs and men going into the desert to engage in lawless activities. I thought they were exaggerations, because in so many years that I had done that, I had never encountered anyone but some vans that passed by. It was good daylight.

15:01 I knew that as soon as the sun began to set, I had to return, as at night it was another completely different story. I knew there were people who could really hurt me a lot in case I saw myself there. This was why I used to put an alarm on my phone to remind me that it was time to leave, as many times I was so immersed that time was just going away. That afternoon I could say it was the most perfect afternoon I ever had in the desert. It was great and quiet. I was shooting most of the day, but when I got bored, I just sat down and started reading one of the books I had taken.

15:48 The wind wasn' t so strong and the heat didn' t seem so annoying. Everything seemed fine. Everything was so perfect that at one point I fell asleep while reading him and as if that wasn' t bad enough, that day I had completely forgotten to put the reminder on my phone that it was time to leave. I fell asleep until the sun had completely hidden. As soon as I woke up, I realized it was too late. At that time I didn' t care much about gangs or the danger I could run in the desert at night. I cared more that I was too late for the meeting that my parents had planned for me. So, picking up absolutely everything as fast as I could, I turned on the truck and accelerated.

16:38 I was going very fast and I think that was why I took the wrong path. Without realizing that or that I had never driven around at night I didn' t want to accept that I had taken the wrong path. Moreover, I strongly refused to believe it and because I was claiming to know that place as the palm of my hand, that stupid pride. He did not want to go back and I continued to move forward until, according to me, something became familiar to me. To my misfortune, this was never the case. The road began to become so bad that at one point my truck was stuck between rocks and sand. I did everything trying to get my truck out, but all my efforts were in vain. I couldn' t call my parents, as I didn' t have coverage at the time.

17:30 It was pretty bad and I didn' t know what to do. I didn' t even know where I was. I knew walking was completely useless and dangerous. Besides, I knew my parents would worry if I didn' t get there, so they' d probably be looking for me by now. I decided to just get in my truck and wait for help or at least wait for it to dawn so I could think things over in the light of day. That night was watched, very difficult to sleep Any noise or movement made me immediately wake up. It was almost three o' clock in the morning. When I could hear something run I woke up right away.

18:11 I had no idea what it could be. I knew that desert animals and predators used to be pretty quiet, but whatever I heard, it didn' t seem to be. That didn' t give me a good feeling. I looked in every direction trying to see something, but there was no sign of life, except for some rodents or animals that seemed harmless. At first glance, I thought as long as I was inside the truck. Everything would be fine. Every time I nodded or drowsy I listened to those steps again or felt really observed only that I could not see what it was and that started to make me pretty paranoid from one moment to the next the day.

19:02 Finally when I saw the rays of the sun, I felt completely grateful to have survived one night I tried to untie my truck again, but that was useless again. I knew I had to do something, because he seemed to be a pretty remote path and it was very unlikely that anyone would pass by. My parents knew my route, daughter. The more you would imagine that I could enter a place like that, so I thought it would be best to go back. I had enough water and I felt good enough to do it. The more I walked, the more I felt more and more watched. I didn' t know exactly where it didn' t matter, where to turn. I couldn' t see anything but sand and weed everywhere.

19:52 The road had been much heavier than I had anticipated and the water I had taken was beginning to run out before I could even recognize something of the road. I was thinking about the possibility that the water would run out before it could be found. When I heard a noise, it was pretty weird. It was nothing I' d heard before. It seemed something similar to a cat’ s purring at first, but the more I heard it the more it felt like the sound of a very big rat. I started rushing through. I wanted to end everything as quickly as possible. When I heard again the same thing I had heard all night before, only this time it seemed to run directly towards me, I could feel it behind me and I didn ' t have the courage to turn around and confront it, so all I could do at that time was start running. I wasn' t interested in knowing what was following me. I was just interested in losing him. I ended up falling down a small ravine, rolling and scraping a lot. When I got up, I could see just a few meters away what seemed to be the body of a dead coyote. It caught my attention, as I could see it was the same coyote I had seen the day before. He knew it was the same, because he was missing an ear and the tip of the tail was white. I knew that the chances of it having exactly

21:26 those similarities were virtually impossible. I touched it a little bit with my foot and realized it seemed completely empty. It was as if someone had drained all his blood and organs and left only his skin and hair. When I looked more closely, I realized that that coyote was not the only animal that was there. There were more foxes, snakes, all kinds of animals that didn ' t seem to have any injuries or reason why they might have died. I couldn' t understand. I didn' t want to see any more and I decided to get out of there. When I was finally upstairs, I realized that in the fall I had lost the rest of my water.

22:08 I knew I was lost. If I didn' t find the way soon. To my fortune, I still kept my gun. I heard that distinctive running again. I turned around and what I saw haunts me to this day. It looked like a spider, or at least its almost eight legs looked like a spider. They were very thin, but it was as big as a dog' s size. I couldn' t take a lot of shape. The rest of his body was like a whole body of flesh, which didn' t seem to have a head. It seemed to run very fast in my direction, which made me begin to run again the pain of the wounds caused by the fall They were quite painful, but they did not stop me from running to save my life. As I ran, I could hear that strange sound similar to that of a rodent, it seemed annoying. I can' t say for sure. When I fell, because of the pain in my foot, I remembered that I still had my gun with me, so without thinking twice I shot, I did it like three times and I think one of them did. I heard a shout before I ran out in the opposite direction, I was able to continue my way, although it wasn ' t for long, because for my fortune I found a van. They weren' t looking for me, but they were passing by, helping me and taking me back. Apparently, they had been looking for me, only

23:42 somewhere else I told what I lived, but I was taken by a madman, someone who had suffered hallucinations from dehydration and intense heat. But I' m sure what I saw even today. I feel that thing is still there waiting for anyone to venture into their territory. The man in the woods. The world is a complex place, full of riddles, which is often better not to investigate. Every time I look back, I can remember the face perfectly. I know what I saw that day wasn' t a human being and I' m completely convinced it' s still there. Sometimes I feel like he didn' t walk away from me, he keeps looking for me and he' s gonna find me someday. I' m callingÁlvaro.

24:40 I' ve always been a very strange boy to everyone. I didn' t used to hang out with kids my age or anyone. He was the classic shy boy who sat to the bottom of the living room and was practically invisible. I wasn' t upset about that. On the contrary, I enjoyed being here. Alone. I was sixteen when this happened. My school had organized an excursion to one of the woods. It made me pretty dumb. I didn' t used to go on those excursions. I always had excuses or just didn' t introduce myself. Most of the time. No one noticed it, but that time there was no escape. We were going to do some tests on trees or something. I don' t remember it well. The point was that I had to go, as it counted as qualification. The trip was just as expected. Boring as we walked with a group that was not interested in learning about trees. Or how old I could become a protected tree I thought it was a waste of time, so I barely had the chance. I put on my hearing aids and put on the music too loud to make that trip a little more comfortable. A moment later, we were told that we could explore a little, not without warning that we could not get too far away. I didn' t think it was such a bad idea. I wanted to draw something from nature, so I

26:11 set out to look for something good and by the time I realized I had gone far enough away from the group. I didn' t care at first. I knew that as soon as I turned around and walked a little in the opposite direction, then I would find them. I was still looking for that thing so perfect to draw and I finally found it. It was an orchid was beautiful. So I got comfortable on a rock and started drawing. I still had pretty high hearing aids and I didn' t even hear anyone say my name looking for me or something, although, to be honest, I doubt anyone even noticed my absence at the time. When I finished a little bit and took off my hearing aids, there was no sound to follow to get back with the gro At first I got scared, I thought I was in a lot of trouble. I tried to calm down and thought so.

27:07 I would walk a little over my own steps and then continue the marked path. I' d find them pretty soon and if I was lucky enough, they wouldn' t even have noticed I wasn' t with them, so I could integrate before they realized it. I started walking. The paths in the forest can be quite similar to each other and instead of following my own steps, I started to get lost. After walking, almost half an hour I realized I was really lost. I had no idea where I was or where to go. I only saw trees and nature. I didn' t know what to do or I could even think. The only thing I thought about was those chapters I' d seen about people getting lost in the woods and never coming out again. Those thoughts were not comforting at all, but I couldn' t help but think about it. I tried to call someone, but my phone didn' t have coverage in that place. Which made it completely useless. It was obvious that I had to move only that I didn' t know where. I didn' t know if the path I decided to take would take me further inside or get me out of there, but I also knew that if I just stood there I would end up being easy prey to some animal. The sun was starting to hide and I had to make a decision, so I decided to start walking, at least

28:42 to find a good place to hide. By that time I had resigned myself to having to spend the night. That' s where I came to a big tree, which looked comfortable enough to curl up and get some rest. I had some sandwiches my mom had put up for lunch and half a bottle of water. I knew it wasn' t enough and I didn' t even want to think about when that was over. I didn' t want to eat or drink anything. While I was sitting there, I thought it would be better to keep it for when I really needed it. As time passed, tiredness began to overcome me. Even though I didn' t want to sleep in that place, my eyes began to feel heavy and I began to fall asleep. That was the first time I saw him at a time when I woke up a little agitated because of a noise. I realized that a few meters stood a man who seemed to be turning his back on me.

29:45 I got excited instantly. I thought my savior was there, maybe even looking for me, even though I couldn' t recognize him, I didn ' t care. I stood up, started yelling at him and running towards him to get his attention, but it didn' t matter how much he screamed. The man seemed to stand without even realizing my presence. I finally got to him and touched his back. By that time I hadn' t noticed how strange it was that I hadn' t turned around to see. I just wanted to get out of that place. As soon as I touched his back, he turned around and what I saw was nothing I expected. He looked like an almost normal human being, at least he had the shape, but as for the face, he was nothing like a human. It had only black holes where the eyes were supposed to be and also the nose and what should be the mouth was deformed. The first thing I did was run in the opposite direction to that man or what looked like a man, but he didn' t follow me because when I turned to see he just seemed to be standing in the same place, he started turning towards me looking at me as I walked away. I went deeper into the woods, but I didn' t care. I just wanted to get away from that thing.

31:04 As soon as I completely lost sight of him and nearly an hour passed without even a hint of him, I began to relax and try to find rational explanations of what I had just seen. I attributed it to a dream, to a hallucination, or maybe I just saw it wrong, and I just got confused. I was trying to give an explanation to everything I could think of, but whatever it was, I always ended up throwing away the idea and coming back to the fact that what I had seen had been real. I felt like I was going crazy. I still couldn' t get out of that shock because I saw that thing. When I saw him again in the distance, he seemed to be the same distance as the first time.

31:48 I couldn' t be sure if he was turning his back on me or facing me with what I was sure was that he knew I was there looking at him and that filled me with terror. I stood up immediately and stepped back. That' s when I knew he was looking at me straight ahead and he moved his head to one side almost similar to when a dog seems confused and from one moment to the next he started to run towards me I screamed and ran in the opposite direction. I didn' t care where I was going, I just wanted to get away from that man. It was getting closer and faster. I don' t know how yet, but I managed to lose him. Or so I thought since I stopped listening to his footsteps, although that did not give me confidence to stop, as I continued to run until my legs could no longer and my lungs were burning.

32:44 I knew I had to hide I found a safe place, especially because the night had already covered everything and I could not see clearly. The light on my phone wasn' t going to last forever and I knew I had to save the battery in case I got coverage again. I didn' t know anything about survival or sheltering, so I finally chose to stay behind a couple of downed trunks. I figured they' d cover me long enough not to be seen by that man. I thought it was working well, because for about two hours I didn' t see that man or anything like that.

33:24 I found myself relaxing a little more and I was so tired that back the tiredness seemed to take control of my body again, although every fiber of my being wanted to be awake, I could not do it. There came a point where I fell asleep and was awakened to feel like a pair of hands. They took me by the feet and pulled me very hard. I woke up just to have right in front of my face that nightmare being. His smile was immutable and he seemed to enjoy my fear, which had paralyzed me at the time. He looked at me with those black, empty eyes like I was a really fascinating creature. I could feel one of his hands touching my head and soon felt a very strong pain, as he seemed to be burying one of his nails, which he cut like a blade. That made me scream very loud, but he didn' t stop almost seemed to want to rip my face off I struggled, but he was much stronger than I was. I felt it was my end, but for my fortune, my screams were heard. Apparently there were people looking for me and thanks to my screams they had found me. I could hear some dogs barking and then see flashlights. At that moment, that man took off from me and from moment to moment. He just vanished into the night, leaving me lying on the ground. I was taken to the hospital that same night. No one could

35:00 understand the severity of the wound, since it was very deep and I still keep that scar until today it hurts me sometimes, although I don' t know if it' s your management. I told what happened to my parents and the police, who discredited my story as soon as they asked me for the man' s description. I don' t blame them. So, if someone described me to that guy, I wouldn' t believe his existence was possible. Some nights I think I see him by the reflexes or with the corner of his eye in the darkest places. It might as well be just my brain playing a very macabre joke on me. The rabbit man' s name is Nicholas. And what I' m going to tell you next is the most vivid example of how some urban legends tend to be much more than that was the 1990s. I was 23 years old and I was a pretty ordinary kid. To tell the truth, like anyone else, I really liked spending time with my friends, who always had hobbies very similar to mine, and one of the ones we enjoyed most was camping in forests, which were not necessarily places or tourist spots. We liked nature in its utmost splendor and, at the same time, being completely alone, away from the disturbance

36:30 of the city and people. It was just like the summer break. My college friends decided we' d go to a forest in Arkansas. This one had the peculiarity of being quite dense and completely surrounded by urban legends. They knew I was a big fan of everything that had to do with the paranormal issue. So they thought I' d really like to camp in a place like that. At first I wasn' t very excited about the idea. My friends said that the legend of the rabbit man had originated in that place. I' m not sure if anyone here already knows this legend, so, to be on the same page, I' ll share a somewhat short version of this one. Outside a small farming village, a lonely man suffering from a mental illness lived in a cabin on the edge of a forest.

37:29 This man had an obsession with rabbits and spent most of his time watching them and studying them in their natural habitat. One day, the man mysteriously disappeared and legends about a rabbit man began to emerge among the locals. It was said that they had seen him wandering through nearby fields and forests with a sloppy appearance and erratic behavior. Some claimed to have seen him with one day rabbit figures, thus feeding rumors about his transformation into a half- man creature half - rabbit. It was later discovered that the man had died tragically in the forest due to complications related to his illness. The supposed sightings of the rabbit man were attributed to the exaggerated imagination and fear of the inhabitants of the village.

38:24 Although the story of the rabbit man persisted as an urban legend, some residents of the village remembered the lonely man with compassion, recognizing that his illness had been misinterpreted and exploited to fuel local myths and fears. There are many versions of this story, but the one I just told is the most popular, or at least the one I' ve heard the most in that town of Arkansas. It used to be also said that if you were in the woods during the night and you had the unfortunate luck to deal with him, then it would be the last thing you' d ever see in your life. It was never very clear what the rabbit was doing with his victims or what he wanted or what his motivations were. It was an urban legend, quite simple, which, more than anything, served to keep children away from the forest and prevent them from getting lost. It was a little different to me. I had read about whether that case had been true or at least a bit of it. There were real testimonies and even a police investigation about a man dressed in rabbit, although this happened in the early eighties and after that nothing had been known about among many urban legends, stories about ghosts and apparitions, the story of the rabbit man became one of the most credible, one that could really happen at any time. Anyone could well say dress up

40:00 like a rabbit and scare people away. So when I was told that place was the cradle of that legend, I was immediately moved by the idea of camping there, so we left. It was a pretty nice camp. There was nothing out of the ordinary. The time came when we were all pretty drunk, so I can remember it was pretty fun, but what I can ' t remember at all is how I got to where I woke up. I was awakened by the rays of the sun. Hitting directly on the face. I got up pretty quiet thinking I was still at camp. I soon realized that I did not recognize the place and was surrounded by nature without any trace of my friends. I thought maybe I had just separated a little bit and if I walked, then I would easily get back to my friends or camp. I was still quite dizzy about everything I ingested the night before and I wasn' t very sure where to go so I started walking and by the time I realized it I was missing. I spent a day and a half walking and trying to reach out. Time was passing very fast as I tried to find my way back, but I quickly realized that I was walking in circles, as many trees really looked alike and could not understand how I was going to get out. It was the night of the second day.

41:35 I was very hungry and thirsty. By that time I felt I would probably die in that place. I remembered all the programs I' d seen about people dying in the woods from animal attacks or poison bug bites, and I thought that would sooner or later happen to me. I was immersed in my thoughts almost about to fall asleep. When I first saw him, even though he was almost closing my eyes, I could distinguish a rather strange silhouette, which was a couple of meters hidden behind a tree trying to see me and then again hiding behind it. The more I saw that strange silhouette, the more I was made to take the particular form of a rabbit. I had big ears, which were the most striking thing to see I was very puzzled.

42:30 I even thought I was hallucinating because of hunger and thirst but after a while of looking at it, I knew I was really there and I wasn ' t imagining anything. That' s when I knew something really had to be wrong. I stood up slowly. I didn' t want to make a sudden move, but at the same time, I wanted to run away as quickly as possible that situation. It really gave me the creeps and it wasn' t because of the rabbit man legend. It was more because I felt that, far from being a ghost or a supernatural entity, it might well be a psychopath who had seen me as an easy prey. As soon as I took a couple of steps back while looking at him, he seemed to be upset, as he came out completely from behind the tree and let himself be seen only for almost immediately. Start running in my direction running so fast and nimble that I couldn' t understand how I could do it with that rabbit costume. I didn' t want to stand there and wait for him, so I just turned around and also started to run I felt that nothing I did or how fast I ran was of much use, as this one seemed to be getting closer and closer. I couldn' t understand how agile he was with that. Put it on and finally this one knocked me down. We both fell to the ground and struggled ns a little. He didn' t emit any kind of sound, he just seemed to want to

44:07 subdue me I started hitting him and hurting him. I don' t know how long we' ve been struggling. I don' t remember very well all the details of what happened. Then, I will never be able to take it out of my mind, given my frustration, when I thought that the suit protected him against my beatings, I began to have the sole purpose of taking his head off the costume So, at least I could see who he was and if he was alive I could give a better testimony to the police about my attacker, for when I finally managed to take my head off a blow, I looked in horror at how under the suit there was no one the impression of that, along with that being separated from me to pick up his head and made me get up and run away completely terrified. I didn' t hear him following me at all, and I was pretty relieved about it. I ran for a long time until I finally got to a road that was a little familiar to me. I was very far from the camp, but I could recognize one of the signs, so I knew I had made it out. I looked back one last time just to make sure that thing wasn' t following me and for my fortune, it wasn' t. I came to a house, which was a pretty nice man' s and he let me use his phone, so I managed to be rescued.

45:37 I never went back to that place or camping. That certainly ended for me. Even today. I can perfectly remember that rabbit suit, pretty sun - weared and dirty by the ground and dry leaves. Sometimes I want to convince myself that it was just a dream because of all the stories I had heard about the rabbit man and also because of the fact that I was very weak in a rather stressful situation. The Devil' s cave called me Leo and what happened to me that day was an event that had an impact on everything I believed. I would even dare to say that it continued to affect my life today. I was twenty- nine years old when it all happened.

46:30 He was a reporter who wished with all his might to become someone relevant in the industry. He had many good colleagues who wanted what I wanted and since the position was quite demanding. Commonly, our bosses took advantage of it and put us to compete with each other in order, according to them, to show who wanted it most. I don' t remember the endless hours I spent trying to please those people who wouldn' t raise their hand to vote because I lived or didn' t give them enough of the same. But at that time I really wanted the job and I didn' t care about anything but getting it. That was my goal at the beginning of October and the reports that caught the most attention at the time were those that had to do with spirits or ghosts, so they asked us to investigate one and that at the end of the month they would choose the best. I thought it would be a great opportunity to show them that I was capable. He was a big fan of the paranormal subject and knew he could do a good job. I spent a lot of hours looking for the perfect topic on which to do my report and finally came across a small article about a rural village in which many inhabitants claimed that there was a cave that was the entrance to hell. That cave was better known as the Devil' s Cave. Looking

48:01 into it a little bit further, I saw that there was a lot of material that would make the report something very interesting. There were countless testimonies from people who claimed that if you went to the hill where the cave was located at some time of the night, you could see creatures leave there. Others said that anyone who dared enter could no longer leave. No doubt, they were testimonies quite similar to any other. I thought it was interesting enough to make a report about that. I wanted to make it a little more personal. So, instead of simply gathering testimonies to do that report, I decided to go straight to the village to take my own shots of the cave and maybe go a little further to record the inside. At that time I wasn ' t even able to dimension into what I was getting into. I went to town with just a handheld camera and wanted to do a good job.

49:02 The first few hours in town I spent talking to people, trying to get them to tell their stories and that kind of thing. Many did not want to talk about it. I assumed it was normal, because small towns used to be like this and I didn' t want to force anyone to do it, so I didn' t manage to get many new testimonies. After that failed attempt to get testimonies, I decided better to go to the hill to visit the Devil’ s famous cave. When I got to this one it seemed a fairly common cave. I could not see the bottom in plain sight and, according to what the inhabitants of the village had told, it had no end, which seemed impossible to me. I decided that as soon as it got darker, I would come in being honest, I wasn' t very sure to enter, not so much because I believed in all those islands, but because it really looked deep and I had heard cases of people getting lost going into caves, so I didn' t plan on going in too much, just a little bit to tell more about the history of the cave and then going out were about two in the morning and I felt it would be a good time to get in. Most sightings of those things occurred around 2 a m, so I approached the entrance cautiously. I didn' t see a demon coming out of the cave or anything, and I decided

50:37 to go a little further into the cave. I didn' t have a good set to record in the dark, so I tried to do what I could with the camera and a flashlight kept telling stories and I got as far as the mysterious symbols many mentioned were. They didn' t seem satanic or significant to me. They looked like scribbles, made of teenagers who had nothing better to do and, in fact, I remember mentioning it. There came a time when I thought I' d gone too far, so I decided to come back. I turned off the camera and turned around. When I did, I saw I couldn' t see the way out. To the naked eye. That didn' t make sense. I was sure I hadn ' t come in enough so I couldn' t see the way out.

51:25 He had only taken about forty or fifty steps inward. I walked a little in the hope of seeing the exit soon, but after a few minutes I started to panic. I got to the point of running, but I could see nothing but rocks and darkness. I really wanted to stay calm and think clearly, but the situation was not conducive to that. Tired of feeling lost, I wanted to clear my ideas and think of the best way out of the cave. That' s when my flashlight started giving slight flashes until it finally went out. When this happened, I was in complete darkness. Because of the panic this caused me, I had no idea what to think or what to do. I couldn' t even see my hand in front of my face. Because of the darkness so deep around me, I got up and began to grope. I thought if I sat there, I wouldn' t find myself, so I should try to get out. I don' t know how long I' ve been walking like that. I wasn' t sure if I was dating or going further, although I was quite convinced it was the second. I walked a little longer before I heard the first noise. It was like when they hit two little sticks over and over again.

52:49 I think that' s the closest sound I can describe that noise with. I didn' t know exactly where it came from, because because because of the darkness I could only be guided by my ear and, given the echo the cave had, the sound could come from anywhere. I didn' t even know where to look or what to do, so I put my back against the wall and tried desperately to turn my flashlight back on in one of those desperate blows. Suddenly one would think I was relieved about it, but it was quite the opposite, because now I could see what caused the strange noise. I' m not sure it was like smoke, a very black cloud of smoke that also sparked a strong rotting smell, which almost made me throw up that cloud. Or whatever it was, it was coming straight at me. I wanted to start running, but my feet didn' t answer. You may have enough strength to lift one of my arms and try to push it away. Touch wasn' t like smoke or something. It felt more like touching meat. I don' t know what happened next, since I lost consciousness and before I closed my eyes. I remember my last thought was that I was going to die in that cave. I woke up in a hospital. Apparently, one person had found me and from what they

54:19 told me, found me lying at the entrance of the cave. I had my vital signs very weak. I don' t have any idea what I saw that day, but I' m 100% sure it was real. Unfortunately, I lost my camera and everything I had recorded, although I never actually recorded that thing, so it wouldn' t be worth anything. As proof from that day I have many dreams, strange dreams of hell. I think I' m destined to end up there no matter what he does to me, he tells me. It took me a long time to get out of the hospital. Many consider it a miracle I' ve known there are days when I wake up and feel like I' m still in the cave.

55:04 I don' t know why the place could be the entrance to hell or at least a portal, something that the human being isn' t even able to understand. The town. Human beings. We think we know the answer for almost everything. Some of us are so bold that we dare call lies to things we can' t even understand. And I was like this last group. I used to make fun of people' s beliefs and used to be the classic skeptic who was looking for a logical explanation for anything and it worked very well for me, because most of the time there was.

55:52 But this changed a good day in November. I was thirty years old at the time and was quite excited to take a road trip. It wasn' t my first trip, but if it was going to be the longest, I said I was going to have adventures and live things I would never experience in the city. He planned to do it alone and had been planning it for a long time. I was planning on going in my car for a whole month, getting to know many places and, in general, having fun, the trip was perfect and met all my expectations for the first two weeks. Like I said, everything was going pretty well for that point in the trip. I already considered myself a complete expert in fixing my car when I had any faults or when it came to finding a place to sleep. If I couldn' t find rooms available in some passing hotel at the time there were no things like GPS or smartphones, which is why it was very easy to change the route and although I couldn' t read a map perfectly, that never discouraged me, as I was always on the way back. That day was almost eight o’ clock at night when I began to notice that the path I had taken was not the right one. As planned, he was supposed to arrive at a place around eight o' clock at night, but the only thing he could see around was earth and desert nature. I

57:23 stopped the car for a moment to think better and check the map, and that' s when I realized that I had the wrong route and that it was advisable to return. When I wanted to, I realized my car didn ' t start again. It didn' t make sense, I had the tank full and before I left I made sure it was okay, I decided to get off to check what was wrong. I spent a lot of time checking and moving, but no matter what I did, I couldn' t get the car on That started worrying that I knew that if I couldn' t get it on, I would soon have to spend the night in that place. At one point I gave up turning it on. I started looking around more than anything to make sure I didn' t stand somewhere dangerous.

58:17 That' s when I got to see some lights were a little far away, but they were perfectly visible. I thought they might as well be from some house, which might help me. So I didn' t think twice before I started walking there. It didn' t take too long to walk. I' d say about 20 minutes when I got to the entrance of a town. This one didn' t have a name, it just had a sign that said welcome. The town looked pretty old and many of the houses seemed to be Adobe with roofs mostly of sheets. So I just walked into town thinking that if I couldn' t get there from someone, I could at least get a phone to call a crane. As I walked through the streets of that town, I came across some strange looks. I felt I wasn' t very welcome in that place. Soon I ran into a man who seemed willing to talk to me. I told him what happened to my car and that' s when he told me they couldn' t help me. When I asked for a phone this told me that there was no phone there, I was a little tired to even think about walking back to the point where my car was. I asked if there was somewhere I could spend the night. He said yes and gave me the name of a woman who seemed to have some rooms for rent and who could probably rent one for

59:53 one night. Thankful, I set out to walk where I had been told that woman lived. That' s when I noticed something strange. As I walked, I heard a donkey snorting was very strong and no matter where I turned, I didn' t see any donkey. There were some dogs and chickens, but I didn' t see that animal. Even though that squawking was heard very close to me I decided not to give it much importance and continue walking, but the more the sound did it seemed to get stronger and stronger, as if it was getting closer to me. Instead of moving away, I began to rush the pace, as I really began to get restless and the further I went, I realized that I was going into a part of town where there were no people and the few lights were non- existent.

1:00:52 The only thing I had to light the way was the moonlight and all that was getting quite restless, but I kept walking the more I walked the more I watched. I felt like someone was watching every step I took and soon I began to hear steps behind me. That' s when I turned around to see who it was and then I saw him a few meters away. There was a donkey, but it wasn' t any donkey. This one was standing on two legs. He seemed to be seeing me directly and although he couldn' t see the factions in his face, I was pretty sure he was looking at me with a lot of hate at the impact of seeing a thing like that It' s really something I don' t wish anyone. The donkey was fully upright at the same time that it was very large, bigger than any other donkey I' ve ever seen. He rebuzzed again, but this time he was stronger to the point of making me tremble.

1:01:58 I picked up control of my legs and started running. I don' t think I' ve ever run so fast in my life and while I was doing so I can almost swear that I heard him laugh as he ran, I could see almost at the end of the street that there was a woman watching the whole scene from the door of his house. I screamed for her help, but the woman remained completely immutable until I got to where she was. He let me through to his house and locked the door, not before pouring some salt into his entrance. It took me a while to catch my breath, but the woman was quite patient. It seemed like I understood what was happening to me, so I just let it take my time before I could talk again. The only thing I could ask was that it was that, to which she replied that it was only the sorcerer. It was not very clear to me when she said that and I think she could see it, since without me asking anything, she began to say that from time to time there was a sorcerer who went to town and chose some people, who were never seen again. That didn' t have any logic or sense for me and for a moment I thought they were trying to make a joke on me, but seeing his face seriously, I quickly realized that this wasn ' t so. Even with some disbelief. I questioned why they didn'

1:03:29 t call the police if that was true, or why they didn' t do anything about it, but she just told me they didn' t even know who I was. In fact, this one only appeared from time to time and took the people without anyone noticing and that the only thing they had as a warning were those donkey sounds, which were suddenly heard throughout the town. He told me that he had been very lucky, since apparently he had not liked it at all and that, otherwise, he would not have even had the opportunity to come with her and that probably the only thing he wanted was to scare me. I didn' t know how to feel about it.

1:04:14 All that was too much to process and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn' t find a logical explanation for all that. The woman told me she couldn' t get out of there anymore, she had already put the grain salt in the entrance and that breaking it could have consequences. I didn' t question your methods to drive that animal away. I just sat down and thanked myself for letting me be there. I questioned a little bit more about it, but the woman seemed not to tell me exactly what she was. He was just telling me he was a sorcerer and whatever he did to the people he took away. These were never seen again. I couldn' t sleep that night I spent the night dreaming about that donkey, listening to his squawking and even at one point in the night, I was sure that animal was trying to get into the house, but fortunately it didn ' t. When the first rays of the sun began to appear, the woman told me that it was safe to leave and that it would be best if I left, since that place was not a place for me. They didn' t have to say it twice I went straight to my car and, for my fortune after a couple of attempts, I managed to get it on. That was an event I could never explain, and I don'

1:05:47 t think anyone will be able to explain the island. Sometimes I wish I hadn' t lived what I lived. Every time I close my eyes, the memory is there, it persists no matter how hard I tried to forget it, trying to convince myself that it wasn' t real. Many tell me that it was only the fruit of my imagination, that I did not think clearly given the circumstances in which I was at that time. But I know it was real. There' s a part of me that knows, a part of me that refuses to let me forget. I hope you don ' t mind if I don' t tell you my name. I' d rather stay anonymous. What I want to tell you today is a part of my life that if I hadn' t lived it I probably wouldn' t believe it. No one who told me would think that he has a lot of imagination or that he got it out of some horror movie, but it was my turn to live it I was twenty years old. She was a bit of a smug person, since I always had all my hands full and because I didn' t have much parental supervision. It was not much surprise when I became a young man who I thought I could do what I wanted when I wanted and there would be no consequences. It was Easter season.

1:07:08 Many of us were on vacation with a group of friends who were just as spoiled as I was. We had decided to celebrate it big. We took one of the father' s boats from one of my friends and decided to have a little party in the middle of the sea. We didn' t have the necessary security to do something like that. Moreover, only one of us knew how to handle that huge ship and, to be Francos at all, it is not that he knew how to do it well either. I' d only done it a couple of times. We didn' t care much about that we just wanted to have a good time and we did. It was almost midnight, when the alcohol was coming to an end and we were all in a rather deplorable state. The only friend who knew how to drive that boat was so bad that he could barely stand up. We didn' t care. On the contrary, we found a storm funny.

1:08:06 He took us by surprise. An hour later. It seemed like a slight breeze at first and we didn' t want to take on the importance we owed. That slight breeze soon turned into a very ugly storm. We were on a little boat that we had no idea how to drive, and that triggered in the worst possible scenario. We ended up in the water. I remember screaming and crying, but I don' t remember very well the moment I managed to take a Lifeguard, which managed to keep me afloat even with my alcohol level very high. The current dragged me away from my friends, who didn' t make it. I was the only survivor of that reckless party. I was dragged to an island. I thought I was lucky enough as soon as I touched the earth. I felt grateful. I had no idea how he would survive there, but I thought anything would be better than going on in the water. The first thing I did was try to get something to eat, because I was hungry. I managed to find something, which was some fruit. They weren' t very mature, but at the time I didn' t care much I was eating. When I heard the first voice it was pretty scratchy and I couldn' t understand what he said.

1:09:29 I turned right away to see who it was. I felt even a little relieved to think there were people there, but when I turned around I couldn' t see anyone. I got up right away and headed where I thought I heard the voice, calling whoever was hiding and telling him a little bit about what had happened to me. But when I got where I thought there was no one, I got a little confused. I was pretty convinced I' d heard someone, but I thought it might be my imagination. After all, I haven' t listened to anyone for a long time and any noise could get my brain confused, or that' s what I thought.

1:10:12 I was on that island for several hours without listening or seeing anyone. I was thinking about every stupid decision that had taken me to that place. You think a lot of things when you find yourself in that kind of situation. I was thinking if anyone could be looking for me or in the well - being of my friends the night fell. I was completely at the mercy of the weather. It was very cold and not to mention the thirst I had at the time, even though the fruit had a little water, it was not enough to be able to moisturize me completely. I could get some sleep. While I was doing so, I felt watched, though I thought it was a dream. I also heard some voices. This time I could hear well enough to understand them. I could only hear laughter, several steps and one and another whispering. That opened my eyes, but all I saw around me were three wild pigs, who seemed to be staring at me and as soon as they noticed that I was awake, they ran out and hid in the bush of the island. That took me by surprise. I' ve never seen wild animals before, and I thought maybe they thought it was pretty curious or something. I thought about what I had heard, but I came to the conclusion that that had been a dream and that I had confused

1:11:43 the sounds of those pigs I could not sleep the rest of that night. I felt watched all the time and even sometimes when I turned my head too fast to look somewhere, I could see how those pigs hid quickly. I had no idea if that was normal behavior in pigs, but I decided not to worry too much. After all, they were just pigs and I didn ' t think they could do anything to me. The day came again, I decided to go a little further into the island, as I thought that if there were wild pigs there there should be a source of water, so I set out to look for it. I started getting deeper and deeper.

1:12:29 This was a place that never seemed to have been stepped on by the man. Everything was full of plants, although it was a little strange to me that the only animals I saw all that time were only those pigs. But, as I said before, I didn' t know much about anything, so I thought it might be normal. There came a point where I was very tired and I still couldn' t find water anywhere. I stopped to rest so I could regain strength. While I was resting I could hear a voice, which, although I could not understand everything, if I could understand the tone of voice, which was surprising and if I had to guess this one, said that I had found myself. When I heard that voice, I knew that it couldn' t be my imagination so I stood up and started screaming towards the direction where I had heard the voice to ask for help and as I didn' t get an answer, I decided to walk in that direction. I had a stick in my hand and I started hitting the plants where I thought the person who was following me and talking was hiding.

1:13:41 That' s when I felt like I hit something and I also heard a whining with a voice that sounded really annoying. That' s when one of the pigs came out. It was the first and last time I could see the look of an angry pig. He stared at me and talked about what many are thinking, but that pig really spoke to me with a voice like a person who barely knew how to speak. He told me he loved me and that he hadn' t eaten. I didn' t want to stop for a second to reflect on the words he said. Lumping a scream, I ran as fast as I could hear it behind me. I was so scared that I didn' t stop for a moment I jumped in the water.

1:14:29 That might sound a little irrational. I didn' t even think about it at the time. I just wanted to get away from that island, from those pigs. While I was swimming, I turned around to see that they were at the edge of the island watching me walk away. I' m not going to lie saying that I swam for hours, maybe forty minutes at a time and I didn' t even get far from the island until I found a fishing boat, which pulled me out of the water and put me to safety. I didn' t tell them what I saw on that island. The last thing I wanted was for them to think I was crazy and that I could hurt them somehow. Some time later I told some relatives and my doctors, but no one believed me. They always had the perfect explanation, the thirst for sunshine, the hunger, or maybe it had been a dream for some time. I wanted to make myself believe the same thing, but as I said at the beginning, I could never convince myself.

1:15:30 I know what I saw that day on that island was real and I' m sure they' re still there. I have no idea what they were planning to do to me, as between memories, they seemed to have a plan with me. I think it' s best not to think about it and just thank you that I managed to escape. I don' t tell the story much. When I do, they call me crazy, but I hope there' s someone who believes me and maybe knows what those things were, which will live forever in my memories.