I've told some of this story once on here but I'll put more detail into it this time. This happened probably 96/97 or so and I was about 17/18. I had this piece of property that I had hunted all my life and it was several hundred acres surrounded by many more. I hunted a lot, like almost every day me and my buddy were there probably doing more harm than good but we loved being in the woods. The guy that owned it lived next to my grandpa and was not a hunter. My grandpa was a man of God, in church all the time and gave me plenty of talks about the Lord. One day early bow season I had stopped at his house to get something to eat and he told me the next time I go hunt to watch out for the devil worshippers and he kinda laughed. I half heartedly took his advice and asked what he was talking about and he said the landowner had been over there and saw where some devil worshippers had been. I honestly thought he was joking and just trying to make me nervous so I didn't think much of it. Well, couple days later me and my buddy are going in to a place we called boomballa holla because we killed tons of deer in this hollar. This particular hollar is an old creek bottom that's all hardwoods with ridges on both sides that are surrounded by "bowater" pines on the tops and each end. Perfect place. We always got a creepy feeling walking into that place anyway and never knew why. My buddy was and still is scared of the dark so he was always right on my heels and first to stop and climb a tree. So that morning to mess with him as we're walking in I tell him what my grandpa said and he thought I was joking also. As we approach where the pines turn to hardwoods I'm leading and have my headlamp on and I notice something weird on the ground. Rocks were out of place that hadn't been there before. Not pebbles but bigger rocks. I immediately stop and say wth is this and we shine our lights and we're standing directly in the center of a pentagram made of rocks. Talk about freaking out! We shine our lights around and there's a place they had a small fire built with about 10 or so candles half burnt. Keep in mind this area is miles from any dwelling or access besides the property we had permission on. We investigate a little more and notice stuff hanging from a few trees, it was dead kittens! My buddy panics, takes his stand off his back and hooks it on a tree. I said what the h'$@ are u doing and he said I'm getting the h$&;: off the ground and in this tree! I said you're stupid and left him there to keep going and hunt my usual spot. Never saw or heard anybody in there ever again. Weird. Scared us to death for a little bit. Oh ya, the part about the kittens didn't happen but I thought it sounded cool while typing this
. But the rest of it is 100% true.
