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  • BWBS Ep:126 The Whispering Fields
    Welcome to a story that will make you question every creak, every shadow, and every whisper you hear in your own home after dark. Today we present "The Whispering Fields," a deeply personal account of supernatural terror that unfolds not in some distant, fictional realm, but in the familiar setting of a family trying to start fresh in a new home.This is Marcus Hartwell's story, told in his own words as an adult reflecting back on the summer he turned twelve—the summer his family moved to an old farmhouse in rural Tennessee that had been waiting patiently for just the right occupants to arrive.What begins as a typical tale of moving-day chaos and the adjustment period that comes with any old house quickly transforms into something far more sinister and personal.Marcus narrates his experience with the unflinching honesty of someone who has carried these memories for decades, someone who has had years to process what happened to him and his family during those terrifying weeks in 1985. His account reads like a confession, a testimony, and a warning all rolled into one.There are no embellishments here, no dramatic flourishes—just the stark recollection of a boy who found himself at the center of supernatural forces that had been building for over a century. The story takes us deep into the psychology of haunting, exploring how a house can choose its victims and systematically work to claim them.This isn't your typical ghost story filled with jump scares and rattling chains. Instead, it's a slow-burn psychological horror that examines what happens when something ancient and patient sets its sights on a child, and how that child must ultimately choose between surrendering to forces beyond his understanding or sacrificing something precious to save himself and his family.Set against the backdrop of rural Tennessee's rolling fields and forgotten histories, Marcus's account weaves together family dynamics, local folklore, and genuinely unsettling supernatural encounters.The Blackwood property carries secrets that stretch back to the 1800s, involving a reclusive man whose interests in the occult left a permanent mark on the land itself. Marcus discovers that some places hold onto their past with a grip so tight that the boundaries between what was and what is begin to blur.What makes this story particularly chilling is its intimate, first-person perspective. Marcus doesn't just tell us what happened—he makes us feel what it was like to be a twelve-year-old boy slowly realizing that his new home had been waiting specifically for him, that he possessed something rare and valuable that entities from spaces between worlds desperately needed. His voice carries the weight of someone who survived something that could have easily destroyed him, but who paid a price for that survival that he's still processing decades later.This is a story about choices—the ones we make and the ones that are made for us. It's about the price of sensitivity in a world where some things are better left unseen and unheard. It's about family bonds tested by circumstances beyond normal experience, and about the courage it takes to sacrifice a part of yourself for the greater good.Content advisory: This story contains supernatural themes, mild psychological terror, and situations involving a child in supernatural peril. While there is no graphic violence or explicit content, the story does deal with themes of possession and occult practices that some listeners may find disturbing. The horror is atmospheric and psychological rather than graphic, but it builds to genuinely unsettling encounters that may not be suitable for younger listeners or those particularly sensitive to supernatural content.As you listen to Marcus tell his story, you might find yourself checking the corners of your own room, wondering about the history of your own home, or questioning whether that sound you just heard was really just the house settling.That's exactly the kind of lasting unease that makes this tale so effective—it doesn't just entertain, it lingers, making you aware of all the sounds and shadows that surround you in your own daily life.So dim the lights, get comfortable, and prepare to step into Marcus Hartwell's world, where an old farmhouse holds secrets that span generations, where dreams and reality blur together in disturbing ways, and where a twelve-year-old boy must face a choice that will define the rest of his life. 
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  • BWBS Ep:125 The Arkansas Dogmen
    In the summer of 2007, two sixteen-year-old boys from Mountain View, Arkansas set out for what was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime—three carefree weeks at a remote hunting cabin deep in the Ozark National Forest. Days of fishing, video games, and freedom quickly gave way to something far darker.What began as innocent summer fun spiraled into a nightmare that would shatter their lives forever. The boys came face to face with beings that should not exist—creatures walking upright like men, yet inhuman in every way.Their wolf-like faces were twisted into unnatural smiles, lined with too many teeth, and their piercing, intelligent eyes carried a predatory awareness no animal should ever have.Fifteen years later, one of those boys is finally ready to speak. Haunted by the trauma that led to his best friend Tyler’s tragic death in an alcohol-related accident, the survivor reveals—for the first time—the horrifying truth of what really happened during those four nights in the cabin… and why he stayed silent until now.While we cannot independently verify every detail of his account, the psychological trauma he describes is undeniably consistent with severe PTSD. Whether these creatures existed as reported—or represent a traumatic reinterpretation of a violent wildlife attack—the impact on both young men was catastrophic and real.And it’s worth noting: multiple independent accounts from the Ozark region describe eerily similar encounters. Make of that what you will.
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  • BWBS Ep:124 Coon Hunters Kill Bigfoot
    This episode contains one of the most haunting encounter stories we've ever featured on the show. Fair warning: this isn't your typical campfire tale about mysterious footprints or distant howls in the night. This is a confession, carried in silence for thirty-seven years by a man named Frank, about what really happened on a hunting trip in October 1988 that destroyed four lives and left a trail of tragedy that echoes to this day.Frank and his three lifelong friends—Earl, Tommy, and Roy—had been running coons together every Friday night for over twenty years in the ridges above Copper Creek, Tennessee.They knew the local folklore, of course. Everyone did. Stories stretching back to the 1890s about hunting parties vanishing, about doors torn from cabins, about children glimpsing a "hairy man" by the water. The Carver family incident of 1952, where something too tall for the ceiling walked through their home. The two boys who disappeared in 1963, their trail going cold at the same clearing where searchers found bones arranged in patterns. Luther's claim that he'd shot one in 1985, only to watch it run away on two legs despite blood loss that should have killed anything.They knew these stories, laughed at them over beers, and kept hunting those ridges anyway. After all, they'd each had their own strange experiences up there—tracks that didn't make sense, deer cached impossibly high in trees, nests lined with pine branches and dark hair too long for any bear.But talking about those things would make them real, and it was easier to look away.That October night started like hundreds before it. Six dogs eager to run, four men who'd known each other since grade school, and a perfect autumn evening for hunting. For two hours, everything was normal. Then the dogs' voices changed from the musical baying of a chase to something else entirely—confused yelps escalating to screams before cutting off one by one like someone pulling plugs.What followed was an encounter that lasted perhaps ten minutes but destroyed four lives completely. Frank's account describes creatures that stood seven feet tall, covered in dark hair, with faces almost human but not quite. Hands with five fingers and opposable thumbs. Eyes that reflected yellow-green in the flashlight beams. And intelligence—clear, undeniable intelligence in how they moved, how they communicated with clicking sounds, how they herded the men toward a narrow trail where escape would be impossible.When the largest creature blocked their path—an old male with a twisted left leg from some ancient injury—Earl raised his rifle and fired.The bullet struck, blood flowed, but the creature didn't fall. Instead, it crossed twenty feet in two strides and swept Earl off the trail with one arm. The sound of Earl hitting trees on his way down the slope, then silence.In the chaos that followed, Frank and Tommy shot both creatures—the injured male and a female who charged when she saw him fall. But the female, Frank realized too late, had been nursing. Somewhere in those dark woods was an orphaned infant.They buried the bodies deep, concocted a story about Earl slipping in the dark, and carried their friend's broken body out at dawn. The lie held. The funeral was well-attended.Frank gave the eulogy, standing in his only suit and lying about how Earl died doing what he loved.But the real dying had just begun. Tommy crawled into a bottle and never climbed out, dead in a Memphis flophouse two years later at thirty-nine. Roy fell into religious mania, convinced they'd killed angels or demons, eventually disappearing into some compound in Idaho to wait for the end times.And Frank? Frank spent thirty-seven years researching, mapping sightings, understanding too late that what they'd killed weren't monsters but something parallel to us—intelligent beings with their own culture, their own families, their own art. He still keeps a river stone he found clutched in the female's hand, marked with deliberate patterns. A mother carrying something beautiful she'd made, perhaps for the baby she'd never see again.Frank's confession carries the weight of understanding that came too late. These creatures had names he'll never know, burial rituals that were interrupted, others who mourned them. The old male's sad eyes in that final moment before the killing shots—not angry anymore, just resigned to how it would always end between their kind and ours. Frank is seventy-nine now, hands too shaky for a rifle, knees too weak for mountain trails, but still hearing that roar of loss when the male saw his mate fall. Still knowing that somewhere out there, if it survived, is a creature his age who grew up without parents because of what happened that night on Copper Creek.The stories about that area have mostly stopped now. Development has pushed through with gas stations and subdivisions where ancient paths once ran. The young people don't know the history, and the old-timers who remembered are mostly gone. But Frank knows they're still out there in the spaces we haven't reached yet, teaching their young to fear us, to run rather than stand their ground. We won that night, he says, but what did we really win? The right to pretend we're alone? The comfort of not sharing the world with something that shows us what we might have been?This isn't a story that asks for forgiveness or understanding. It's a confession of something unforgivable, a truth that needed telling before it destroyed the last man carrying it. Earl didn't die in a hunting accident. Tommy didn't become a drunk for no reason. Roy didn't lose his mind from nothing.They killed two beings that might have been the last of their kind in those mountains, orphaned a baby, and covered it all up with lies that poisoned everything they touched afterward.Some encounters change you. This one destroyed four men as surely as those bullets destroyed two creatures who had the misfortune of crossing paths with humans on a dark mountain trail. It's a reminder that sometimes the real monsters in the woods carry rifles and flashlights, and the things we fear might have more reason to fear us.If you've had an encounter that's haunted you, whether for years or recently, reach out to Brian at paranormal world productions dot com.Every story adds another piece to the puzzle of what shares our world. Some stories thrill us, some mystify us, and some, like Frank's, remind us that contact between worlds doesn't always end with wonder—sometimes it ends with the kind of regret that follows you to the grave.
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  • BWBS Ep: 123 The Bushman Is Watching
    Tonight on Backwoods Bigfoot Stories, we venture deep into Alaska with seven chilling encounters that reveal an alarming rise in Sasquatch aggression. These aren't distant wood knocks—they're face-to-face confrontations forcing hunters to tears and driving families from their cabins.We open with Donnie and Becca’s harrowing winter camping trip near their Yukon-Kuskokwim Delta village. An ancient, leathery face circles their tent, sparking a desperate battle between their sled dogs and an unseen predator, ending in an eerie scream amid heavy snow.Bernard’s Copper River Valley tale from the 1960s reveals golden-yellow eyes watching him build his cabin, a mimicry of his tools, and impossible feats of strength suggesting intelligence beyond animal instinct.Kirk's family's moose hunt near the Koyukuk River spirals into terror as something imitates his calls—and horrifyingly, communicates telepathically with his wife, demanding their child.A cast-iron skillet twisted effortlessly emphasizes the frightening power they faced.Julius, near Sutton, introduces a spiritual element when a spontaneous prayer repels a nine-foot-tall Sasquatch, aligning with traditional Native beliefs about these beings.Tommy and Alice’s recent nightmare in the upper Kuskokwim demonstrates frighteningly intelligent teamwork from two creatures who stalked them and crushed kitchen implements, forcing an emergency evacuation with their daughter.Tony's encounter along the Nushagak River highlights relentless pursuit and infrasound-induced sickness, while Derek’s experience at Lynx Lake suggests calculated boundary-testing by multiple creatures.Finally, Randall and Gwen's highway encounters underscore the growing boldness of these beings, resulting in vehicle collisions and prolonged observations of humans.With sightings rapidly increasing and people mysteriously disoriented in familiar terrain, one message resonates loud and clear:Alaska is changing, and the Hairy Man is becoming bolder, smarter, and undeniably dangerous. Listen, heed the warnings, and trust your instincts.
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  • BWBS Ep:122 Ranger Confessions Part Two
    After 25 years of silence, retired forest ranger Carl is finally ready to speak. Not about what he saw—but about what others brought to him. Hikers, fellow rangers, and search-and-rescue volunteers found their way to Carl, each one pale, shaken, and desperate to tell someone who wouldn’t laugh. Someone who knew the woods. Someone who might understand.In this chilling episode, Carl opens his personal archive of six unforgettable encounters—stories he quietly collected throughout his career. From a Vietnam veteran relentlessly pursued in the Oregon Cascades in 1974 to a tech-savvy couple whose 2019 hiking trip turned into a viral but quickly buried video, the accounts span decades but echo the same patterns: intelligence, intent, and something just beyond explanation.A deputy sheriff from Kentucky reports what she can only describe as “herding behavior” during a search for two missing hunters.A Colorado ranger finds strange objects left on the steps of his remote outpost. A woman alone in an Adirondack cabin experiences three nights of deliberate, methodical investigation. And a seasoned SAR volunteer recounts a baffling case of a missing hiker who reappeared days later—confused, unharmed, and with no memory of where she’d been.Carl watched these patterns emerge—year after year, region after region. What started as distant glimpses slowly turned into direct encounters. Fear gave way to curiosity.Whatever is out there, Carl believes it's getting closer. More confident. Less concerned with staying hidden.Told with the quiet authority of a man who spent a lifetime in the wild and learned to trust what the trees don’t say out loud, these accounts will stay with you long after the episode ends.And next time you find yourself deep in the woods, and that feeling creeps up your spine—that sense that you’re not alone—you’ll remember this episode. And you’ll wonder if it remembers you.
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Welcome to "Backwoods Bigfoot Stories," the ultimate destination for thrilling tales of encounters with cryptids like Bigfoot, Sasquatch, Dogman, and other mysterious creatures lurking within the depths of the woods. Join us as we venture into the uncharted territories of the unknown, sharing spine-chilling stories of the strange and terrifying things that happen to people who dare to venture into the backwoods. From hair-raising encounters with Bigfoot to unexplainable encounters with UFO's, strange lights, and other elusive cryptid creatures, our channel is dedicated to sharing the secrets hidden within the dark forest's. Prepare to be captivated by firsthand accounts, and storytelling that will leave you questioning what lies beyond the veil of the natural world. Subscribe now and embark on a journey into the heart of the unknown, where the woods hold secrets that are waiting to be revealed. But beware, you may need to sleep with the light on!
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