Tonight, five of us were sitting around a campfire when we heard coyotes howling. That's a creepy sound itself, and not often heard around here. Or maybe we hear it and mistake it for distant parties. We are on the edge of a swamp, with woods behind it, and rolling hills behind the swamp.
In the middle of a conversation, we heard a bone-chilling sound coming from across the swamp, and we all stopped to listen. I have to say it was the freakiest sound I've ever heard, and lasted for about a minute to a minute and a half. Tiffany got up on the picnic table to listen closer, and we all stood up to see if we could see what was making the noise. It was a horrible noise, obviously made by an animal of some kind - in distress. Then we heard a splash, and the horrible sound stopped. Bryce, Tiffany's husband, was out of his chair and halfway up the road thinking that whatever we heard was coming for us.
A neighbor came by a few minutes later, wanting to know if we had heard the same thing. Several of the witnesses were seasoned deer hunters, and figure that we heard a deer being attacked by coyote, and finally falling in the water. No matter what the explanation, it was a freak-out moment for all of us. Little dogs are being locked inside campers tonight, and we're all on edge. Not a sound we'll ever forget.
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