My car has been in the shop for a couple of days. That sucks. They are replacing the cooling system. That sounds cheap doesn’t’ it? I started cleaning the grout in the kitchen tile. That has been real thrill.
Around 11 years ago Brent Roberts and I were driving north on 69 Highway. We had been to Birmingham. We were talking about seeing demons. I was telling him about what my dad had experienced. He and I both talked about feeling like we were in the presence of something demonic at different points in our lives. Neither of us had personally seen anything that we could say was a demon. That was about to change.
Now, I don’t expect anybody to believe what I am about to tell. I actually don’t tell this story much in a public forum. The reason that I don’t tell it is because it does simply sound to weird to be true. So, I will tell you exactly what I saw. You can judge for yourselves. Real or not, this is the way it happened.
As I said earlier, Brent and I were talking about seeing demons. We even discussed whether or not we believed certain stories that we had heard. I am always a bit skeptical of people who are always seeing things and always hearing things. I hate those ghost hunters. It’s a bunch of crap. So, I was not looking for anything at all. The last thing that Brent and I were doing was searching for a demon. We were discussing trying to verify if it could be true.
Brent and I came down the stretch of the highway that leads out of Jasper going toward a community called Piney Woods. We drove over a crest in the road where you can turn left onto Walston Bridge Road. About a mile north of there is where it got weird. I don’t know far ahead it was because it was night. But, somewhere around 500 yards ahead I noticed something standing on the side of the road. The road was flanked on the right by a bank that would make whatever was standing on the right of the road ahead be at eye level when we passed. There was streetlight behind this object that created a silhouette. I asked Brent if he saw it. He said, “Yes,” and we kept talking. When we talked later neither of us recalled thinking anything of it at that point.
It’s funny how your mind works. When you are traveling in a car toward objects, your mind has to process information quickly. If someone pulls out in front of you, you have to make a quick decision. But before that, your mind is processing the input of your eyes. Your brain fires along the neuron pathways sending an electrical signal that tells your leg to pick up your foot and stomp the brakes. Simultaneously, your brain tells the rest of your muscles to steer the car and do whatever is necessary for that given situation. As we perceive real situations our minds narrow down the possibilities of reactions. As Brent and I approached the object or creature at 65 mph, our minds were ruling out the tangible possibilities of what it could be.
At first, I thought it was a coyote. As we got closer that was certainly ruled out. It was too big. Then, I thought it might be a cow. Getting closer I realized it didn’t look anything like a cow. Most of these guesses were between 500-350 yards away. All of this was happening so quickly. Around 100 yards or so, Brent and I both quit talking about what it might be. A heavy silence fell in the car. We both began to realize that we had never seen whatever it was. It became evident that this thing was certainly a creature.
At 50 yards, I would describe what I saw as a creature that had a torso like a gorilla, a face like a werewolf (It’s the only way I know to describe it), and a hind section like something that didn’t fit either of the first two parts of this description. At 25 yards, it sat on its hind section with its upper body upright. Its front legs were much longer than the back but bowed out almost like large arms. It was looking across the road perpendicular to our approach. It was huge. It was sitting down on its back end. It was at least 4 feet tall seated. It had a huge torso, or chest area. It was more slender toward the back end.
Not a word was spoken between Brent and me. I remember thinking, “Please don’t wreck Brent.” Around 20 yards, it turned to look at us. It looked at us until we got even with it. It never moved anything but its head. Its eyes were glowing red. Some could say that is because of the lights of the cars. I’ll buy that. But the rest, I cannot explain. As we passed this thing, I was about 5 feet away looking out the passenger window. I looked directly into its eyes. I believe time froze in that moment. I was paralyzed in the locking glare of whatever it was that we saw that night.
Brent and I didn’t speak for the next 3 miles. I am just telling you the way it happened. We turned onto the road that goes to Philadelphia Baptist Church. That is when we broke the silence. Brent asked me, “What was that?” I simply said, “It looked like a hound of Hell.” We were very shaken by the whole experience.
Some people say that you see what you want to see. I agree. That is why I had a hard time with facing the reality of seeing something that I can’t explain. I’ll let you decide for yourself. I think I have come to the conclusion for myself. I have nothing to gain from convincing others.
I love you, your servant, your friend,
Tim
Around 11 years ago Brent Roberts and I were driving north on 69 Highway. We had been to Birmingham. We were talking about seeing demons. I was telling him about what my dad had experienced. He and I both talked about feeling like we were in the presence of something demonic at different points in our lives. Neither of us had personally seen anything that we could say was a demon. That was about to change.
Now, I don’t expect anybody to believe what I am about to tell. I actually don’t tell this story much in a public forum. The reason that I don’t tell it is because it does simply sound to weird to be true. So, I will tell you exactly what I saw. You can judge for yourselves. Real or not, this is the way it happened.
As I said earlier, Brent and I were talking about seeing demons. We even discussed whether or not we believed certain stories that we had heard. I am always a bit skeptical of people who are always seeing things and always hearing things. I hate those ghost hunters. It’s a bunch of crap. So, I was not looking for anything at all. The last thing that Brent and I were doing was searching for a demon. We were discussing trying to verify if it could be true.
Brent and I came down the stretch of the highway that leads out of Jasper going toward a community called Piney Woods. We drove over a crest in the road where you can turn left onto Walston Bridge Road. About a mile north of there is where it got weird. I don’t know far ahead it was because it was night. But, somewhere around 500 yards ahead I noticed something standing on the side of the road. The road was flanked on the right by a bank that would make whatever was standing on the right of the road ahead be at eye level when we passed. There was streetlight behind this object that created a silhouette. I asked Brent if he saw it. He said, “Yes,” and we kept talking. When we talked later neither of us recalled thinking anything of it at that point.
It’s funny how your mind works. When you are traveling in a car toward objects, your mind has to process information quickly. If someone pulls out in front of you, you have to make a quick decision. But before that, your mind is processing the input of your eyes. Your brain fires along the neuron pathways sending an electrical signal that tells your leg to pick up your foot and stomp the brakes. Simultaneously, your brain tells the rest of your muscles to steer the car and do whatever is necessary for that given situation. As we perceive real situations our minds narrow down the possibilities of reactions. As Brent and I approached the object or creature at 65 mph, our minds were ruling out the tangible possibilities of what it could be.
At first, I thought it was a coyote. As we got closer that was certainly ruled out. It was too big. Then, I thought it might be a cow. Getting closer I realized it didn’t look anything like a cow. Most of these guesses were between 500-350 yards away. All of this was happening so quickly. Around 100 yards or so, Brent and I both quit talking about what it might be. A heavy silence fell in the car. We both began to realize that we had never seen whatever it was. It became evident that this thing was certainly a creature.
At 50 yards, I would describe what I saw as a creature that had a torso like a gorilla, a face like a werewolf (It’s the only way I know to describe it), and a hind section like something that didn’t fit either of the first two parts of this description. At 25 yards, it sat on its hind section with its upper body upright. Its front legs were much longer than the back but bowed out almost like large arms. It was looking across the road perpendicular to our approach. It was huge. It was sitting down on its back end. It was at least 4 feet tall seated. It had a huge torso, or chest area. It was more slender toward the back end.
Not a word was spoken between Brent and me. I remember thinking, “Please don’t wreck Brent.” Around 20 yards, it turned to look at us. It looked at us until we got even with it. It never moved anything but its head. Its eyes were glowing red. Some could say that is because of the lights of the cars. I’ll buy that. But the rest, I cannot explain. As we passed this thing, I was about 5 feet away looking out the passenger window. I looked directly into its eyes. I believe time froze in that moment. I was paralyzed in the locking glare of whatever it was that we saw that night.
Brent and I didn’t speak for the next 3 miles. I am just telling you the way it happened. We turned onto the road that goes to Philadelphia Baptist Church. That is when we broke the silence. Brent asked me, “What was that?” I simply said, “It looked like a hound of Hell.” We were very shaken by the whole experience.
Some people say that you see what you want to see. I agree. That is why I had a hard time with facing the reality of seeing something that I can’t explain. I’ll let you decide for yourself. I think I have come to the conclusion for myself. I have nothing to gain from convincing others.
I love you, your servant, your friend,
Tim
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