WEBVTT - Season 09 Episode 29: The Howling Woods

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<v Speaker 1>Hello, and welcome to Unexplained with me your host, Richard

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<v Speaker 1>McLean Smith, where each week we explore another true tale

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<v Speaker 1>this is Unexplained, Season nine, Episode twenty nine, The Howling Woods.

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<v Speaker 1>When Marco Polo published his travelog in the year thirteen hundred,

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<v Speaker 1>it amazed the reading world, a rare popular success in

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<v Speaker 1>an era before printing and widespread literacy. The book chronicled

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<v Speaker 1>Polo's exploration of Asia and his time in the court

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<v Speaker 1>of the Mongol emperor Kubla Khan. The adventurous Venetian claimed

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<v Speaker 1>to have encountered all manner of strange sights, from unicorns

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<v Speaker 1>on the Indonesian island of Java to gigantic birds that

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<v Speaker 1>soared above the Indian Ocean, each large enough to grasp

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<v Speaker 1>elephants in their talents. But he wrote with particular horror

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<v Speaker 1>of the Andaman Islands, where he observed a very particular

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<v Speaker 1>native population. I assure you, Polo writes, the men of

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<v Speaker 1>that island have heads like dogs, and teeth and eyes likewise.

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<v Speaker 1>In fact, in the phase they are like big mastiff dogs.

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<v Speaker 1>They are a most cruel generation and eat everybody that

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<v Speaker 1>they can catch. Of course, it would be naive to

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<v Speaker 1>assume this is a literal description of actual dog headed humanoids.

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<v Speaker 1>Marco Polo wouldn't be the first person, and certainly not

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<v Speaker 1>the last, to depict others in racist and crude ways

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<v Speaker 1>in order to emphasize a perceived lack of civility. But

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<v Speaker 1>Marco Polo was far from the only writer in antiquity

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<v Speaker 1>to mention dog headed people. Back in the fifth century BCE,

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<v Speaker 1>the ancient Greek historian Herodotus wrote of dog faced creatures

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<v Speaker 1>who haunted the lands to the west of Libya. Again,

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<v Speaker 1>it sounds like fantasy at best, xenophobia at worst. Yet

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<v Speaker 1>on a plateau in the western Libyan desert there is

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<v Speaker 1>a dried river bed called Woddy, Matt and Douche, where

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<v Speaker 1>the dusty banks and boulders are covered in graceful, dexterous

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<v Speaker 1>etchings of animals both known and unknown. Among the camels, giraffes,

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<v Speaker 1>and buffalo. There are depictions of humans sporting distinctly canine heads,

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<v Speaker 1>and the carvings are four thousand years old. Perhaps the

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<v Speaker 1>fullest description of dog headed men was recorded by the

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<v Speaker 1>Greek physician Tisius in four hundred BCE. He referred to

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<v Speaker 1>the race as Caino cephally, from Caino and cephale, the

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<v Speaker 1>Greek words for dog and head, respectively. Tesius describes them

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<v Speaker 1>as a cave dwelling tribe who lived in the mountains

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<v Speaker 1>of India and North Africa. Their teeth were larger than dogs,

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<v Speaker 1>their nails longer, and they spoke only in a range

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<v Speaker 1>of guttural barks, he said. In the same era, Alexander

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<v Speaker 1>the Great wrote to his tutor Aristotle, claiming that he

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<v Speaker 1>had battled and captured a horde of dog faced men

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<v Speaker 1>in India who were little more than snarling beasts, as

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<v Speaker 1>he had it. Likewise, in the Welsh folklore, King Arthur

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<v Speaker 1>is fated for his battle with the vicious Cumben or

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<v Speaker 1>dogheads in what is now Edinburgh. As romanticized in the

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<v Speaker 1>Black Book of Carmarthen, Arthur and his knight Bedevere slew

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<v Speaker 1>hundreds of the Canid enemy in a supposed effort to

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<v Speaker 1>protect the realm from their encroaching savagery. This beastlike framing

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<v Speaker 1>of the chinocephaly recurs in cultural histories across the globe,

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<v Speaker 1>from European legend to Chinese Buddhist texts to the tribal

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<v Speaker 1>memories of the Ural Mountains. Dog headed men, it seems,

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<v Speaker 1>haunted the fringes of the entire ancient world. With time,

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<v Speaker 1>these stories have steadily dissolved into folklore, or have been

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<v Speaker 1>interpreted as fearful depictions of the other, or simply rationalized

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<v Speaker 1>away as misinterpretations of baboons and lemurs among other animals,

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<v Speaker 1>and the world moved on from such tall tales. However,

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<v Speaker 1>there does remain one corner of the modern world, in

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<v Speaker 1>which the so called dog man has not yet been

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<v Speaker 1>explained into extinction, where rumors persist of strange shapes seen

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<v Speaker 1>prowling between the trees, eyeshine glimpsed at the edge of

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<v Speaker 1>the campfire glow, and where dog is anything but man's

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<v Speaker 1>best friend. You're listening to Unexplained, and I'm Richard McLean Smith,

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<v Speaker 1>but most people. The story begins in nineteen eighty seven

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<v Speaker 1>as an April Fool's prank in Traverse City, Michigan, a

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<v Speaker 1>young DJ named Steve Cook hustled into the WTCM radio

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<v Speaker 1>studio with a grin. The station always ran an April

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<v Speaker 1>Fool's joke, but that year they'd been short on ideas.

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<v Speaker 1>That morning, post Jack O'Malley had played things straight, and

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<v Speaker 1>he'd been relieved when Steve finally arrived. Steve was a

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<v Speaker 1>lover of the weird and the absurd. He, more than

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<v Speaker 1>anyone at the station, had the right kind of mind

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<v Speaker 1>for the occasion, and he hadn't let them down.

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<v Speaker 2>This year.

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<v Speaker 1>He'd written a song. Jack read through the lyrics and

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<v Speaker 1>felt it seemed a little more Halloween than April Fall's.

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<v Speaker 1>But without anything else to hand, it would have to do.

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<v Speaker 1>A few minutes into his show, Steve played the song

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<v Speaker 1>to his unsuspecting audience for the first time. It was

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<v Speaker 1>called The Legend, a rather grandiose title for such a

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<v Speaker 1>crude effort, but one that would prove far more fitting

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<v Speaker 1>than Steve could ever anticipate. The Legend is a rhythmic

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<v Speaker 1>poem set to a backing track of timpany drum and

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<v Speaker 1>allulating since it opens with the story of eleven lumberjacks

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<v Speaker 1>working in Wexford County close to the Manestee River. The

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<v Speaker 1>men chase and torment a strange doglike creep until it's

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<v Speaker 1>finally provoked into standing upright on its hind legs, at

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<v Speaker 1>which point the men flee in terror, never saying much

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<v Speaker 1>about what happened to them that night. Each verse of

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<v Speaker 1>the song takes us through history, decade by decade, with

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<v Speaker 1>the reemergence of the creature in every spring and summer

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<v Speaker 1>of every year that ends with a seven. In nineteen seventeen,

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<v Speaker 1>a sheriff finds his band of horses dead from fright.

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<v Speaker 1>In nineteen fifty seven, a pastor is alarmed by claw

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<v Speaker 1>marks carved deep in his church door. The song tells

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<v Speaker 1>us that though the newspapers said they'd been made by

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<v Speaker 1>a dog, he'd have to have stood seven foot four. Finally,

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<v Speaker 1>Steve reaches the current spring of nineteen eighty seven and

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<v Speaker 1>confesses that no stories or sightings have yet appeared that year.

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<v Speaker 1>Have the dog men gone away? He asks? It was

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<v Speaker 1>supposed to be a bit of fun, but no. Sooner

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<v Speaker 1>had the final beat the song faded to static, then

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<v Speaker 1>the calls began. Incredibly, after Steve Cook's song went out

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<v Speaker 1>on air, local listeners of WTCM Radio began ringing in

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<v Speaker 1>with their own sightings of the very creature it described.

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<v Speaker 1>One woman reported that she'd grown up hearing similar tales

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<v Speaker 1>from her uncle. But first Steve just laughed it off.

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<v Speaker 1>He put it down to the success of his storytelling

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<v Speaker 1>and his lucky amalgam of all the things that frighten

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<v Speaker 1>you in the night, as he put it, just coming

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<v Speaker 1>together at the right time. But Steve's song, unwittingly had

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<v Speaker 1>done much more than that. It appeared to have opened

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<v Speaker 1>a sluice gate in the pool of local law and memory.

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<v Speaker 1>Over the next week, the DJs at WTCM Radio heard

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<v Speaker 1>from many more people claiming first hand experience of the monster,

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<v Speaker 1>and then they were weirdly specific. Callers told Steve and

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<v Speaker 1>his colleagues over and over that the canine thing was

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<v Speaker 1>an upright hairy bipedal creature, but crucially, it was not

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<v Speaker 1>a werewolf. Of that they were clear. Its body was

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<v Speaker 1>specifically defined as being part human and part dog. Over

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<v Speaker 1>the years, Steve Kirk estimates that he's been told well

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<v Speaker 1>over one hundred distinct accounts of what has come to

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<v Speaker 1>be known as the Michigan dog Man. They span a

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<v Speaker 1>century or more and came in from all across the state.

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<v Speaker 1>There is a locust, though, and it matches Steve's song.

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<v Speaker 1>Mapped out the supposed dog man encounters reveal a clear epicenter.

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<v Speaker 1>The majority of sightings occur in or around the Manistee

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<v Speaker 1>National Forest. This sprawling mosaic of hardwood trees and hardy

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<v Speaker 1>townships covers nearly a million square acres and is popular

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<v Speaker 1>for high king hunting, fishing, and cross country skiing. Of

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<v Speaker 1>the thousands of adventurous souls who venture into the red

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<v Speaker 1>pines of the Manisty, most return with memories of a

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<v Speaker 1>fine day out, but there are some who bring back

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<v Speaker 1>stories of meetings They are never quite able to explain

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<v Speaker 1>of being pursued by something that walks like a human

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<v Speaker 1>and looks like a dog, but is in fact neither.

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<v Speaker 1>It was the summer of nineteen thirty eight. Down on

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<v Speaker 1>the banks of the Muskegon River, on the edge of

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<v Speaker 1>the Manistee Forest in Paris, Michigan, Seventeen year old Robert

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<v Speaker 1>Forney was enjoying a rare day of peaceful fishing from

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<v Speaker 1>a quiet spot behind the local fish hatchery. Robert had

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<v Speaker 1>watched the day glide past at the end of his

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<v Speaker 1>fishing rot. By the afternoon, the breeze was moving briskly

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<v Speaker 1>through the foliage along the banks. As the sun danced

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<v Speaker 1>on the shallow, slow moving water. As it had on

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<v Speaker 1>and off throughout the day, Robert's attention slipped from the

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<v Speaker 1>lure on the end of his rod to whatever a

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<v Speaker 1>young man had to daydream about in nineteen thirty eight,

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<v Speaker 1>when something suddenly punctured his reverie, a disturbing clamor of

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<v Speaker 1>growls and barks, accompanied by the crackle of undergrowth that

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<v Speaker 1>seemed to be drawing nearer. It sounded like a ravenous

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<v Speaker 1>pack of wild dogs or coyotes. Even Robert glanced at

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<v Speaker 1>the rifle lying by his feet, and then quickly snatched

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<v Speaker 1>it up. But as he well knew as he angled

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<v Speaker 1>the barrel toward where the sound seemed to be coming from,

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<v Speaker 1>there were limits to how well even a crack marksman

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<v Speaker 1>can wheeld one weapon against a pack of feral animals.

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<v Speaker 1>Robert was far from that, and the dogs sounded full

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<v Speaker 1>of fury. The terror of rabies was just slipping across

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<v Speaker 1>Robert's mind when the first of the dogs breached the

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<v Speaker 1>tree line on the opposite bank. Dark furred and of

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<v Speaker 1>no determinate breed, it bounded straight into the river toward

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<v Speaker 1>him without hesitation. Robert's heart caught in his mouth when

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<v Speaker 1>the rest of the pack burst through moments later. There

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<v Speaker 1>were five of them in total, all running and snarling

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<v Speaker 1>into the water. Robert hurriedly raised his rifle and pointed

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<v Speaker 1>it vaguely in their direction, not entirely sure how he

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<v Speaker 1>was going to handle this, But as he peered down

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<v Speaker 1>the scope, it couldn't help but be distracted by one

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<v Speaker 1>of the dogs. In particular, For a start, it was

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<v Speaker 1>larger than the others, much larger, with a broad black

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<v Speaker 1>back and longer limbs, and in the treacle slow down

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<v Speaker 1>of time, Robert noticed there was something very strange about

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<v Speaker 1>this animal, but sheer size didn't account for. It was

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<v Speaker 1>something about its proportions and the way it moved. Then

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<v Speaker 1>suddenly he snapped back to the present because the lead

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<v Speaker 1>dog was already halfway to his side of the river.

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<v Speaker 1>With trembling hands, Robert raised his rifle and fired a

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<v Speaker 1>single shot into the sky. A flurry of birds blasted

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<v Speaker 1>from the trees, and the dogs snapped to a halt,

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<v Speaker 1>then turned to flee. Robert exhaled in relief as the

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<v Speaker 1>dogs quickly turned and scurried back into the trees, but

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<v Speaker 1>his relief was short lived because one of the dogs

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<v Speaker 1>didn't flee. Robert stood deathly still, keeping his eyes fixed

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<v Speaker 1>on the strange creature before him. The dog, if that

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<v Speaker 1>was what it was, stood its ground two dozen feet

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<v Speaker 1>from the stricken boy. Robert slowly took up the rifle

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<v Speaker 1>again and pointed it toward the panting animal, his finger

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<v Speaker 1>poised on the trigger. Get gone, Robert said, But the

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<v Speaker 1>dog didn't flinch. It simply stared Robert down with eyes

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<v Speaker 1>that Robert only then noticed were an almost preternatural icy

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<v Speaker 1>blue in color. And then the dog stood up as

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<v Speaker 1>Robert would later recall it didn't stand like a dog

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<v Speaker 1>trained to do so for treats or tricks. It stood

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<v Speaker 1>up like a human, as Robert had it. It had

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<v Speaker 1>shoulders and arms that dangled to its waist, ending in

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<v Speaker 1>a clawed appendage that was somewhere between hand and poor.

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<v Speaker 1>Its feet were submerged in the river, but its legs,

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<v Speaker 1>which he could see, were apparently bent backwards at the knee,

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<v Speaker 1>not at all like a human or a bear, as

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<v Speaker 1>some have theorized it might have been. And once those

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<v Speaker 1>legs were fully extended, the figure is said to have

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<v Speaker 1>stood roughly seven feet tall, a vicious looking giant covered

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<v Speaker 1>in dense black fur. The head was said to have

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<v Speaker 1>been almost entirely canine in nature, with a long muzzle,

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<v Speaker 1>erect ears, and hideously sharp teeth. Only those deep blue

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<v Speaker 1>eyes struck him as being close to human, and it

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<v Speaker 1>took all the will that Robert had to pull his

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<v Speaker 1>own gaze away. Robert fired another shot, wildly and without

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<v Speaker 1>proper aim, but again the strange doglike creature didn't flinch. Instead,

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<v Speaker 1>it bared its teeth in a distinctly uncanine manner. Decades later,

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<v Speaker 1>after DJ. Steve Cook's song had renewed interest in earlier

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<v Speaker 1>accounts of the creature. Robert said that he thought the

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<v Speaker 1>dog Man, as he came to call it, may have

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<v Speaker 1>been smiling at him, but he wasn't sure. So much

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<v Speaker 1>time had passed, but he remembered the distinct way in

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<v Speaker 1>which its lips had curled up, in a way that

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<v Speaker 1>was unlike any dog he'd ever seen. Finally, the dog

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<v Speaker 1>like creature turned on its hind legs and followed the

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<v Speaker 1>pack back into the trees, still apparently striding upright as

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<v Speaker 1>it passed from Robert's sight. After Robert Forney told select

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<v Speaker 1>friends and family about his frightening encounter, it wasn't long

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<v Speaker 1>before word got around, as it does in small rural towns.

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<v Speaker 1>For years more, anecdotes circulated of strange figures seen in

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<v Speaker 1>the woods around the town of Paris and in surrounding

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<v Speaker 1>counties bordering the Manistee Forest. One day, some time after

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<v Speaker 1>his song had aired, Steve Cook received a handwritten letter.

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<v Speaker 1>He was from a young man named Brian, who remembered

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<v Speaker 1>how his father had forbidden him and his sister to

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<v Speaker 1>venture out of the house after nightfall. Brian, who was

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<v Speaker 1>from the town of Big Rapids, six miles south of Paris,

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<v Speaker 1>claimed to have grown up hearing his dad cursing the

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<v Speaker 1>coyotes and wolves that he sometimes heard at night. He

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<v Speaker 1>used to assume day were the reason why his dad

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<v Speaker 1>had been so uncompromising with him and his sister. Only

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<v Speaker 1>later did Brian discover that it was something else entirely

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<v Speaker 1>that his dad was afraid of. Bryan's family lived across

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<v Speaker 1>the road from a manufacturing plant where his dad worked

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<v Speaker 1>as a night watchman. Both the house and the factory

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<v Speaker 1>abutted a stretch of wilderness known as the Haymarsh State

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<v Speaker 1>Game Reserve. Back in the summer of nineteen sixty one,

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<v Speaker 1>Brian's dad was working another of his night shifts. Sometime

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<v Speaker 1>around three am. During a quick break, Brian's father headed

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<v Speaker 1>home to make a pot of coffee, one of the

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<v Speaker 1>perks of living so close to the job. With coffee

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<v Speaker 1>in hand, he took a seat in the rocking chair

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<v Speaker 1>on the porch and gazed out toward the plant, faintly

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<v Speaker 1>visible under the soft, cool whip glow of the moon.

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<v Speaker 1>As he traced his gaze along the chain link fence,

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<v Speaker 1>he caught a flash of movement, causing him to sit

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<v Speaker 1>up Suddenly, someone appeared to be moving along the road

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<v Speaker 1>that ran between the house and the factory. Brian's dad

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<v Speaker 1>knew instinctively that anyone moving about at that hour of

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<v Speaker 1>the morning most likely had nefarious intentions. Brian's dad put

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<v Speaker 1>down the coffee and quietly rose from his seat. Then,

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<v Speaker 1>with one hand on his gun, he tentatively made his

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<v Speaker 1>way back to the plant. Halfway there, he froze suddenly

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<v Speaker 1>in utter horror. The figure was neither a vandal nor

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<v Speaker 1>a thief. It wasn't even human. Brian's dad would later

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<v Speaker 1>tell his son that the thing he saw was taller

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<v Speaker 1>than any man, with a muscular body in dense fur,

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<v Speaker 1>maybe gray or black, he couldn't quite tell in the

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<v Speaker 1>dim light, but it was walking on two legs. As

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<v Speaker 1>Brian's dad apparently continued to stare at the strange creature

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<v Speaker 1>in utter amusement, it dropped momentarily from a bipedal stance

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<v Speaker 1>to scurry about on all fours like a dog, before

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<v Speaker 1>rising back onto two legs like a human again. It

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<v Speaker 1>seemed to be searching for something gently. Desperate not to

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<v Speaker 1>attract attention, Brian's father rushed to retrieve a camera from

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<v Speaker 1>the house an old Kodak that he had some skill with.

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<v Speaker 1>Brian's dad knew how to handle the lighting, how to

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<v Speaker 1>account for the soft light of the moon and the

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<v Speaker 1>street lights that created deep pools of shadows between them.

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<v Speaker 1>So he waited until the creature stepped into an island

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<v Speaker 1>of light, and then a rusted the lens for a

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<v Speaker 1>long exposure. With trembling fingers, the man snapped what is

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<v Speaker 1>thought to be the first and most compelling photo of

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<v Speaker 1>the so called dog man ever taken. It shows an

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<v Speaker 1>empty street topped by an arching canopy of trees, with

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<v Speaker 1>the chain link fence in the background. In the foreground,

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<v Speaker 1>a street light casts its harsh glow, and beneath it,

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<v Speaker 1>half obscured by the light phole itself, is a figure

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<v Speaker 1>that looks for all the world like an upright dog

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<v Speaker 1>or wolf court on the cusp of movement. Its shoulders

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<v Speaker 1>are thick and heavy, surrounding a distinctly canine head, while

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<v Speaker 1>its torso narrows to a pair of legs angled like

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<v Speaker 1>those of a dog. A heartbeat after the photo was taken,

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<v Speaker 1>the creature is said to have dropped once more to

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<v Speaker 1>all forts and sloped off through the trees and into

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<v Speaker 1>the Haymarsh Beyond, Brian included a print of the photograph

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<v Speaker 1>in his letter to Steve Cook and offered to provide

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<v Speaker 1>the original negatives. As the so called dog Man has

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<v Speaker 1>grown in notoriety over the last forty years, naturally, Brian's

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<v Speaker 1>photograph has been at the center of the debate. Although

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<v Speaker 1>the film Stark has been authentically dated to the early

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<v Speaker 1>nineteen sixties, to the modern eye, in an era of

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<v Speaker 1>digital manipulation, the image at the center of it may

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<v Speaker 1>seem a complete farce. However, as many experts have argued,

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<v Speaker 1>if indeed it were a hoax, any tricks that would

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<v Speaker 1>need to have been employed to achieve it were much

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<v Speaker 1>harder to pull off, if not practically impossible in nineteen

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<v Speaker 1>sixty one. Of course, there are many who consider the

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<v Speaker 1>all too convenient synchronicity between Steve Cook's dog Man Song

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<v Speaker 1>and the sudden emergence of apparently historical dog Man encounters

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<v Speaker 1>to be proof of a hoax. To skeptics, at least,

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<v Speaker 1>it's clear that it was simply the fraw around the

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<v Speaker 1>song that birthed all the outlandish backstories. Yet it's hard

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<v Speaker 1>to dismiss the earnestness and speed with which Steve's first

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<v Speaker 1>callers responded to the legend For a start, several called

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<v Speaker 1>the station within minutes of hearing the song for the

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<v Speaker 1>very first time, eager to share their own encounters, with

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<v Speaker 1>little to no time to have manufactured their stories. And

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<v Speaker 1>what then, of the encounters that came after Steve's song

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<v Speaker 1>ends in nineteen eighty seven with an acknowledgment that the

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<v Speaker 1>creature had not yet been cited that year. In nineteen

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<v Speaker 1>ninety seven, on the tenure anniversary, Steve Cook re released

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<v Speaker 1>the legend, but this time there was an extra verse.

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<v Speaker 2>Then in the summer of eighty seven.

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<v Speaker 1>Then in the summer of eighty seven near Luth it

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<v Speaker 1>happened again at a cabin in the woods. It looked

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<v Speaker 1>like someone had tried to break in. There were cuts

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<v Speaker 1>around the doors that could only be made by very

0:23:10.800 --> 0:23:14.639
<v Speaker 1>sharp teeth and claws. He didn't wear shoes because he

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<v Speaker 1>didn't have feet. He walked on just two ports. Startlingly,

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<v Speaker 1>this was no make believe edition that Steve had grasped

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<v Speaker 1>out of thin air, but was in fact taken from

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<v Speaker 1>an apparently very real sighting that was documented in the

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<v Speaker 1>local paper on July twenty second, nineteen eighty seven, in Luther,

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<v Speaker 1>a small town close to the northern arc of the

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<v Speaker 1>Manistee River, a pair of summer tourists were woken in

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<v Speaker 1>the night by a commotion near their cabin. When they

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<v Speaker 1>peered nervously through the window, they apparently saw a large

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<v Speaker 1>shape moving about their property. Two Intimidated to investigate further,

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<v Speaker 1>they simply hunkered inside until whatever was prowling outside left

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<v Speaker 1>them alone. In the morning, they ventured out to find

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<v Speaker 1>the walls scarred with claw marks. Suspecting a bear attack,

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<v Speaker 1>they called the Department of Natural Resources and a pair

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<v Speaker 1>of agents were dispatched from the nearby Baldwin office.

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<v Speaker 2>So the officer and I went out there to take

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<v Speaker 2>a look at it. You know, it was obviously it

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<v Speaker 2>wasn't a bear, because you know, he just tried to

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<v Speaker 2>chew in around the doors, and you could see a

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<v Speaker 2>dog print alongside the windows still there, and so it

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<v Speaker 2>was obviously a dog.

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<v Speaker 1>It looked as though something had been trying to claw

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<v Speaker 1>its way inside the cabin. The Department of Natural Resources

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<v Speaker 1>agents discovered paw prints on the windowsills and on the

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<v Speaker 1>ground all around the cabin, but they were huge, bigger

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<v Speaker 1>prints than either agent had ever seen before. When word

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<v Speaker 1>of the assault on the homestead got out, locals quick

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<v Speaker 1>to link it to the song that they'd so recently

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<v Speaker 1>heard on the radio, and what had been a bit

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<v Speaker 1>of local color took on a darker hue. But that

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<v Speaker 1>was far from the last sighting of the so called

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<v Speaker 1>Michigan dog Man. Since nineteen eighty seven, there have been dozens,

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<v Speaker 1>maybe hundreds, of sightings of a hair suit towering figure

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<v Speaker 1>prowling the edges of the Maynaeste. Often it's no more

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<v Speaker 1>than a glimpse between the trees that line Michigan's county roads,

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<v Speaker 1>a fleeting Did you see that moment from a car window?

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<v Speaker 1>There have been more up close and personal encounters, though,

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<v Speaker 1>like the ones a deer hunter named Sam was said

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<v Speaker 1>to have had in November of two thousand and seven.

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<v Speaker 1>That year saw a particularly high number of dog man sightings,

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<v Speaker 1>but few, if any, were as telling or fry as his.

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<v Speaker 1>At the time, Sam was on a week long hunting

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<v Speaker 1>trip with two friends in the woods outside Reed City,

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<v Speaker 1>to the immediate east of the Maynastee. Over the course

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<v Speaker 1>of a long chilly day, all three young men had

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<v Speaker 1>separated to take up positions in their respective tree stands,

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<v Speaker 1>essentially extended high chairs that hunters can sit on for

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<v Speaker 1>better cover. As four o'clock came and went, the sun

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<v Speaker 1>began to descend fast on the snow covered forest. Sam

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<v Speaker 1>thought it was time to regroup and go home. He

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<v Speaker 1>had one foot on the ladder to get down from

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<v Speaker 1>the tree stand when he became suddenly aware that all

0:26:41.119 --> 0:26:44.960
<v Speaker 1>sound in the forest had ceased. Even at just twenty

0:26:45.040 --> 0:26:48.159
<v Speaker 1>years old, Sam was experienced enough to know that that

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<v Speaker 1>meant something predatory other than himself was in the area.

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<v Speaker 1>Trying to stay calm, he stepped back up to the

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<v Speaker 1>chair to wait and see what might happen next. Within minutes,

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<v Speaker 1>the spell was broken as the sound of soft crunching

0:27:03.240 --> 0:27:06.760
<v Speaker 1>snow was followed by the appearance of two fair sized

0:27:06.800 --> 0:27:12.040
<v Speaker 1>bucks in the clearing below. But the deer were not alone.

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<v Speaker 1>Sam watched in disbelief as a very different animal slinked

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<v Speaker 1>out of the trees behind them, tall, powerfully built, covered

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<v Speaker 1>in hair, and standing on two feet. At first, he

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<v Speaker 1>thought it was a bear, which were known to rear

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<v Speaker 1>up on their hind legs, but the way it walked,

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<v Speaker 1>hunched back and hurried bears didn't move like that. Sam

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<v Speaker 1>felt a rush of excitement shoot through his body as

0:27:41.000 --> 0:27:43.880
<v Speaker 1>he wondered for a brief moment if this was in

0:27:43.920 --> 0:27:48.280
<v Speaker 1>fact a bigfoot encounter. But then the creature dropped to

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<v Speaker 1>all thoughts, and Sam saw how its ears stuck up

0:27:51.920 --> 0:27:56.040
<v Speaker 1>straight from its crown and its muzzle protruded. Then he

0:27:56.119 --> 0:27:59.040
<v Speaker 1>caught the ice blue of its eyes in the dust light.

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<v Speaker 1>He realized then that what it most resembled was a dog,

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<v Speaker 1>some kind of husky maybe, but with black fur and

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<v Speaker 1>much much larger than any dog that he'd ever seen.

0:28:12.280 --> 0:28:15.480
<v Speaker 1>From below, Sam got the whiff of a hellish odour,

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<v Speaker 1>sulfurous and sour. Was that the stink of the creature itself?

0:28:20.680 --> 0:28:30.359
<v Speaker 1>He wondered whether it was the noxious scent or the

0:28:30.400 --> 0:28:34.280
<v Speaker 1>sound of movement. Something alerted the deer to the strange

0:28:34.280 --> 0:28:38.720
<v Speaker 1>creature's proximity, and together they dashed from the clearing. Then

0:28:38.760 --> 0:28:42.240
<v Speaker 1>the creature rose back up onto two legs and rapidly

0:28:42.320 --> 0:28:47.320
<v Speaker 1>gave chase. All three animals were gone in seconds, leaving

0:28:47.320 --> 0:28:51.120
<v Speaker 1>a terrified Sam alone in his tree, just trying to

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<v Speaker 1>process what on earth he'd just seen. When his friends arrived,

0:28:55.280 --> 0:28:58.280
<v Speaker 1>wondering why Sam hadn't met them at the truck, he

0:28:58.360 --> 0:29:03.200
<v Speaker 1>haltingly told them about strange creature, assuming he was playing

0:29:03.200 --> 0:29:06.360
<v Speaker 1>a prank. The others just laughed until they saw the

0:29:06.440 --> 0:29:10.240
<v Speaker 1>look on Sam's face. A short time later, or three

0:29:10.240 --> 0:29:13.360
<v Speaker 1>of them were back beneath Sam's tree stand. As Sam

0:29:13.440 --> 0:29:17.120
<v Speaker 1>pointed out the strange tracks in the snow, his friends

0:29:17.160 --> 0:29:21.200
<v Speaker 1>could only stare at them with wide eyed disbelief. They

0:29:21.240 --> 0:29:25.440
<v Speaker 1>were dog shaped, for sure, but huge. When the young

0:29:25.520 --> 0:29:28.040
<v Speaker 1>men measured them, they found the front paws to be

0:29:28.080 --> 0:29:31.560
<v Speaker 1>over five inches long, with an extra two inch claws.

0:29:32.360 --> 0:29:36.080
<v Speaker 1>The back legs left prints closer to eight inches in length.

0:29:37.320 --> 0:29:39.840
<v Speaker 1>Sam began to wonder if it was the so called

0:29:39.960 --> 0:29:43.440
<v Speaker 1>dog man that they'd heard so much about growing up.

0:29:43.880 --> 0:29:46.920
<v Speaker 1>Though his friends weren't quite sold on the theory, they

0:29:46.960 --> 0:29:49.320
<v Speaker 1>had to admit at least that the tracks would have

0:29:49.320 --> 0:29:53.960
<v Speaker 1>been large for even the biggest black bear. The following day,

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<v Speaker 1>Sam was far from eager to head back into the forest,

0:29:58.320 --> 0:30:00.440
<v Speaker 1>so his friends left him at the cabin with a

0:30:00.440 --> 0:30:04.240
<v Speaker 1>walky talkie in case he changed his mind. As the

0:30:04.320 --> 0:30:08.400
<v Speaker 1>morning lengthened, oredom and self doubt began to creep in,

0:30:08.800 --> 0:30:11.320
<v Speaker 1>and Sam decided to go back to his tree stand

0:30:11.360 --> 0:30:14.800
<v Speaker 1>after all, but this time he armed himself with a

0:30:14.840 --> 0:30:17.760
<v Speaker 1>knife and a pistol, as well as his hunting rifle.

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<v Speaker 1>Once back in his stand, the hours passed without incident

0:30:23.680 --> 0:30:28.400
<v Speaker 1>until night began to fall. It was some time around

0:30:28.480 --> 0:30:32.200
<v Speaker 1>five PM when Sam heard a single gunshot bring out

0:30:32.280 --> 0:30:35.239
<v Speaker 1>from the direction of his friend's tree stand, roughly one

0:30:35.320 --> 0:30:39.840
<v Speaker 1>hundred yards away. At least someone's had some success, he thought.

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<v Speaker 1>Then the walky talkie sprung into life, and a tiny

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<v Speaker 1>scream ripped through its speaker. Within seconds, Sam heard someone

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<v Speaker 1>coming fast through the trees. Then his friend burst into

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<v Speaker 1>the clear wide eyed and yelling about having seen the

0:31:03.000 --> 0:31:07.200
<v Speaker 1>same creature that Sam described from the day before. In

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<v Speaker 1>utter terror, he sprinted up the ladder to join Sam,

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<v Speaker 1>his feet barely touching the rungs. Moments later, the dark,

0:31:15.480 --> 0:31:20.680
<v Speaker 1>furred figure apparently ran into the clearing. This time Sam

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<v Speaker 1>had time to take in its details, the disproportionate length

0:31:25.080 --> 0:31:27.600
<v Speaker 1>of the arms that dangled to the waist like a

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<v Speaker 1>human's and ended in those same strange and poor like things,

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<v Speaker 1>just like Robert Fortney had described in nineteen thirty eight.

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<v Speaker 1>Then slowly horrifyingly, it turned its piercing blue eyes up

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<v Speaker 1>to where Sam and his friend huddled in the tree

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<v Speaker 1>and bared its teeth, almost as though it were grinning,

0:31:50.440 --> 0:31:53.800
<v Speaker 1>is how Sam would later describe it. Then it took

0:31:53.840 --> 0:31:57.920
<v Speaker 1>another step closer. Scared that it was about to climb

0:31:58.000 --> 0:32:01.520
<v Speaker 1>their ladder, Sam drew his pistol, but just as he

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<v Speaker 1>was about to shoot, the creature apparently jerked away, then

0:32:05.720 --> 0:32:09.640
<v Speaker 1>ran on two legs from the clearing. The two young

0:32:09.720 --> 0:32:12.920
<v Speaker 1>hunters tried desperately to raise their other friend on the

0:32:12.920 --> 0:32:17.240
<v Speaker 1>walkie talkie. When their friend finally picked up, the voice

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<v Speaker 1>on the other end asked, is this your idea of

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<v Speaker 1>a joke? What said Sam, perplexed, is this you in

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<v Speaker 1>a werewolf costume at my tree? Because it's not funny.

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<v Speaker 1>Before they could respond, another screech of feedback shot out

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<v Speaker 1>of the walky talkie, followed by five sharp gunshots. Sam

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<v Speaker 1>and his friend are said to have leapt down immediately

0:32:41.120 --> 0:32:44.680
<v Speaker 1>and raised to their other friend's location. When they got there,

0:32:45.000 --> 0:32:47.640
<v Speaker 1>they apparently found him shaking at the foot of his

0:32:47.760 --> 0:32:51.400
<v Speaker 1>tree stand with his rifle gripped tightly in his hands.

0:32:52.560 --> 0:32:55.440
<v Speaker 1>When he finally calmed down, he filled them in on

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<v Speaker 1>what happened. Having decided to call it a day, Sam's

0:33:06.600 --> 0:33:09.280
<v Speaker 1>friend had just climbed down from the tree when he

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<v Speaker 1>saw what he assumed was one of the other two

0:33:12.280 --> 0:33:15.520
<v Speaker 1>dressed in a werewolf suit. He was just about to

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<v Speaker 1>call out to them when the creature suddenly charged him.

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<v Speaker 1>With nowhere to run, the man held the gun out

0:33:22.800 --> 0:33:27.000
<v Speaker 1>between them and braced for impact. As the story goes,

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<v Speaker 1>the creature knocked him off his feet and swiped ferociously

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<v Speaker 1>at his face, but the young man managed to hold

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<v Speaker 1>him off with his gun. Then somehow he'd got a

0:33:37.200 --> 0:33:41.000
<v Speaker 1>shot off and the creature pulled back. Another shot had

0:33:41.040 --> 0:33:44.280
<v Speaker 1>it scurrying all the way back into the trees. The

0:33:44.360 --> 0:33:47.680
<v Speaker 1>man claimed to have fired another three times, right into

0:33:47.720 --> 0:33:50.600
<v Speaker 1>the creature's back as it went, but it showed no

0:33:50.760 --> 0:33:54.160
<v Speaker 1>sign of being hit. The young man offered up the

0:33:54.200 --> 0:33:56.800
<v Speaker 1>stock of his gun for Sam and the other friend

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<v Speaker 1>to examine. Deep grooves had been scratched to the wood,

0:34:01.000 --> 0:34:05.600
<v Speaker 1>supposedly caused by the creature's claws. There was nothing left

0:34:05.680 --> 0:34:08.560
<v Speaker 1>but for the three young men to nervously make their

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<v Speaker 1>way back to the truck and back to the cabin.

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<v Speaker 1>When they got there, they are said to have been

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<v Speaker 1>unsettled to find that the snow around the property was

0:34:18.680 --> 0:34:22.680
<v Speaker 1>littered with large paw prints as if something had expressly

0:34:22.760 --> 0:34:26.319
<v Speaker 1>been looking for them. Deciding that they didn't want to

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<v Speaker 1>wait around to find out what it was, they quickly

0:34:29.560 --> 0:34:32.279
<v Speaker 1>packed up their belongings and brought the trip to a

0:34:32.320 --> 0:34:36.960
<v Speaker 1>swift end. A short time later, with nighttime having well

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<v Speaker 1>and truly fallen, it was with some relief that Sam

0:34:40.600 --> 0:34:43.759
<v Speaker 1>started up the engine and eased his truck away from

0:34:43.760 --> 0:34:48.120
<v Speaker 1>the cabin for the last time. Then a few hundred

0:34:48.200 --> 0:34:52.520
<v Speaker 1>yards down the narrow track, Sam felt the entire truck jolt,

0:34:52.920 --> 0:34:56.120
<v Speaker 1>as though something heavy had just collided into his rear

0:34:56.200 --> 0:34:59.759
<v Speaker 1>passenger door. It would have been impossible to see what

0:34:59.840 --> 0:35:03.520
<v Speaker 1>it was in the moonless dark of the forest, but

0:35:03.640 --> 0:35:07.040
<v Speaker 1>Sam knew, and though he would never forget the whole

0:35:07.160 --> 0:35:11.440
<v Speaker 1>terrifying ordeal, he never reported the incident to officials for

0:35:11.520 --> 0:35:15.759
<v Speaker 1>fear of ridicule. He'd heard the legends himself, had never

0:35:15.840 --> 0:35:22.240
<v Speaker 1>taken them seriously until then, he hardly expected anyone else to. Today,

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<v Speaker 1>Steve Cook has moved on from his radio DJ days,

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<v Speaker 1>and that song of his that some say started it

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<v Speaker 1>all could be said to be a relic of a

0:35:32.400 --> 0:35:35.680
<v Speaker 1>less hyper era when the media had time to dwell

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<v Speaker 1>awhile on the oddities of small Town Americana before hoaxes

0:35:40.400 --> 0:35:44.759
<v Speaker 1>and disinformation became just another cynical tool with which to

0:35:44.800 --> 0:35:49.359
<v Speaker 1>flood the zone. Yet hoax or not, that novelty folk

0:35:49.480 --> 0:35:52.880
<v Speaker 1>song still resonates among the town and villages in the

0:35:52.920 --> 0:35:56.319
<v Speaker 1>shadow of the Maynesty and Plenty would say there's a

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<v Speaker 1>real warning to be found in its closing lines that

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<v Speaker 1>somewhere in the Northwoods darkness, a creature walks upright, and

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<v Speaker 1>the best advice you'll ever get is don't go out

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<v Speaker 1>at night. This episode was written by Neil McRobert and

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