A family was having a picnic in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey during early 1970s. The discovery of a noose, a fresh mound of dirt and rhythmic drumming deeper in the wood alarmed the family.

"He came running out of the woods, yelling that they needed to leave. They had never seen terror on this man as they had at this moment. He was a man afraid of nothing, unbothered by the world around him. This was the most emotion any of them had ever seen from him. He saw something in those woods, something that shook his very being to the core. My grandmother began throwing everything back in the car as the kids got in as well. John and my grandmother picked up their things and as quickly as possible threw it all into the car. They had no care for the things they were packing up due to their fear, food was all over the trunk, and items were broken. After everything was tossed in they both got in the car and drove away." Read more...