After hearing all the stories on here, I wanted to write down my own experience that still freaks me out whenever I think about it.

Just down the road from where I used to live a few years ago in Southeast Australia,

there's an opening that leads into about 100 acres of woodlands and bush.

I frequently went there when I was younger to ride, camp, and do the usual outdoorsy things.

One night, around 11.30 p.m., I was out driving with my girlfriend.

Since we were in the area, I decided to show her the woodlands.

She loves everything related to nature, and because it was summer,

the night was extremely warm. I parked my car so the headlights were shining into the trees,

as we weren't planning to go very far and it was pitch black inside. We both sat there chatting,

having a smoke, and generally relaxing.

She was sitting on a sort of plastic-covered map of the area, and I kept watching the trees

because I had a strong feeling that something wasn't right.

I've read posts where people mentioned feeling like they were in danger, even though

nothing around them seemed out of place, and I had that exact same feeling. Every sense was

on high alert, and my adrenaline was up, yet I couldn't see anything unusual in front of me.

After lighting another cigarette to calm my nerves, I scanned the tree line again, and realized

it looked different than before. It took a moment of staring into the dark to notice that moonlight

was now hitting some grass where there had previously been a black shape blocking the light.

A shape I had assumed was just a tree. I get goosebumps just typing this, but the only way to

describe the next moment is that all sounds suddenly ceased, leaving everything dead silent.

A few seconds later, a horrible feeling of dread washed over me.

I saw something move in the dark along the path. It was crawling toward us on all fours.

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