Ghostfacers!

I Hope You’re Having an Alright Life

I’ve read a few stories about the not-deer cryptids of the Midwest, and decided to post this video I took last summer. I was riding a mini bike, and saw a deer in a field nearby. I whipped my phone out to take a video, but a few seconds into filming it, you can hear my voice crack.

This Thing was not a deer.

There were not enough joints. Or was it too many? It’s ears were too big, and it’s face looked like it was deformed severely. It’s black eyes also faced forwards, something usually only found in predators, and it didn’t run away despite the loud motor sounds.

It walked strangely after I cut the video, and it’s neck was too long, accompanied by a body way too big for it. In that moment, I couldn’t help but feel that our roles were reversed. I was the prey and that thing was the predator.

The terror of seeing that messed up Thing didn’t set in until I had cut the video, after seeing it walk so strangely.

Abandoned