Humanoid beings who are translucent and look like the cloaked alien in the movie The Predator.
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These are a kind of experiences you don’t hear much about, because it is so unbelievable. If you saw a Bigfoot, your friends and family would most likely laugh at you. So, If you saw an invisible being, why would you even mention it?
If there are beings who are invisible how can you see them. Well, these beings are not entirely invisible. They are actually cloaked, like the alien being in the movie The Predator. They look like translucent beings. The only noticeable thing is the outline of the being which reveals its humanoid shape, while the background is visible through the being but distorted. Descriptions of this distortion varies according to the terminology used by the witness: heat waves, transparent plastic wrap, a shimmer. In an effort to put an name to this being, some people call it the Glimmer Man, but I think this is a misnomer. This being is not human; we don’t know their genders if they have one, and they don’t glimmer. That is why I call them Translucent Humanoid Beings.
We don’t know who those beings are. They seem to hang out in the woods, although there are a few reports of such a being inside one’s home. They seem to be very agile, being able to easily climb into a tree and hang out on a branch, they can swim, and they move very fast. They make noise when they move, so they seem to be physical, but somehow they have the ability to blend into the environment like a chameleon. They seem to be confident in their camouflage as they are startled when a human manages to spot them. Then they become curious and start watching the witness, often following him for a certain distance. So, they are probably not afraid of humans at all. Maybe they are a kind of predator after all. In one report, the being was making clicking sounds. Does this point to an intelligent animal, or to a language of a more evolved, maybe alien being?
There are quite a few report of these beings in trees. It seems that they are agile enough to climb into trees, and this would provide not only a better safety for them, but also a better vantage point to spot any human intruders.
Some people who have close contact with Bigfoot, or Sasquatch, say that it also has a cloaking ability. However, most accounts of Translucent Humanoid Beings are of small slender shapes, so they are different beings. It is still a mystery who they are. Maybe more witnesses will come out with their accounts allowing us a more in depth examination.
The following are accounts I found on the internet to give a better view on what these beings might be.
It is one strange thing to encounter a translucent being in the woods, and another to have your own father confess his own experience:
Being an outdoors man my whole life, I feel I can relate to you all, and being a next door’s neighbor, here in Louisiana, is that much better. First I want to say that even sharing this is hard, because it is so unsettling for me. This experience has left me shaking, and has let me questioning a lot in my life. You really hit it on the head on how people are affected by these encounters. It has taken me some time to get over this, and I think I am still not over it, but more like living with it, if that makes sense. My wife is the one who urged me to share these two stories with you all, telling me that it would make feel better if I got it out. I think she has been right so far. I hope if anyone else had anything like this happen, please share them. People should realize that there is more stuff like that out there and it is real. My story: I live in a little town in Grand Paris, Louisiana. It is a very small town, less than 500 people. Trust me when I say, everyone knows each other. People know what you are having for dinner before you do. Please don’t say the name of our town or our real names on the show. I really don’t want this to get back to me. I have grown up hunting and fishing my whole life, and spent countless hours in the Kisatchie National Forest. It is over 600,000 acres of public land and over a 100 miles of hiking and biking trails. Everything a growing boy needs, and I guess Sasquatch can also use it. There are lakes, creeks and plenty of wild life. Fishing, duck hunting and bow hunting is just what we boys do, and we love it.
So, I am in my thirties, and I had never anything strange happen in my life. No lights in the sky, or seeing anything strange, until last year. During bow season here you can only hunt certain designated units. You can’t bait deer here. You can’t leave your stand up either. So in order to be successful, you have to put in some time scouting. We use a lot of portable stands and climbing sticks, because they are light-weight and easy to move. We, as bow hunters, go as deep in the woods as we can away from the trails. So, last summer, me and my cousin (he is my number one hinting buddy, and he has been my whole life) start scouting trails. Now, we are putting up game cameras and marking them with our GPS for all the good spots, and places that we think will give us the edge for the upcoming season. It is August, so it is hot and muggy, and pretty much miserable, but you have to do it. We pack in and camp around all this area and had no problems until that afternoon.
We pick a camping spot, start setting up our stuff, and all is going great until my cousin asks if I heard that thing following us. I said “Hell no, stop being silly.” We were no kids anymore, and that didn’t work as it used to be. He looks me dead in the eye and says: “Man, I am not joking. I thought you were just ignoring it, so that is what I was trying to do. But it was getting close to me, backing off, and closing back in again, and backing off.” I told him “I haven’t heard a thing.” maybe it was just him hearing stuff, and that he was tired, and we needed to get some rest and food, and then everything would be good. He agreed, so we started setting up camp and started dinner. The weird thing about hearing something weird like that is that now every little noise you hear, you start thinking of stuff, and your mind starts making you crazy.
All that evening the fire would dance on the trunks of the trees, and I think I saw something shimmer, or that I heard something walking around the camp. I mean, all damn night walking around the camp. So I slept with my pistol close, and the next morning we packed it all up, and we kept scouting. About lunchtime, we stopped and started having some freeze-dried backpacker food, where you just have to add the water. I was using my jet-boil to get the water boiling. It is pretty loud for a pocket stove, so you have some left-over roaring noise in your ears when you turn it off. I shut it off, and poured it in our packets, and then we sat there about to dig in. That is when my life changed forever. My cousin jumped straight up, and freezes, standing there. I looked up from what I was eating, kind of startled, and asked him: “What the hell are you doing?” He didn’t, or rather, couldn’t reply. He just stared at that little clearing about sixty yards from us. I was starting to get that weird feeling that something wasn’t right. After that night, and all the noises I heard, I could feel all the warning bells going off in my body. Like when you see a snake that you didn’t know was there. Except this feeling was just lingering. So I asked him a second time. He tells me in a shaky, whispering voice: “I see the predator.” Now, at this point I should have laughed or something, but it never crossed my mind. I jumped up and looked with him. No joke man, there it was. Not like in the movie, where you can see the alien thing, but like this man-shaped shimmer. It was about ten or twelve foot up in a tree and it was crouched down. You could clearly tell it was a guy’s shape. I wheeled around and started throwing my lunch stuff in my pack while my cousin kept staring at it. I am really glad he did, because when looking back, if was had been alone, I would have just run and left everything. The packing took me less than sixty seconds. I had my backpack on and was holding his backpack. I walked back over to where he was, and this thing was still crouched on a limb. So I started thinking “Maybe it is nothing, and we are freaking ourselves out.” Because it hadn’t moved an inch. At that moment, it was like it was reading my thoughts. This thing stands up and drops down off the limb unto the ground. My f…ing heart stops. It was about five feet tall at max, and it was man made exact. When it hit the ground, you could hear it making a sound, like if any of us would jump out of a tree. It then steps back and against the tree it came out off for about five seconds, and then here it came. It moved towards us with a fluid movement of an animal and it covered about ten yards in no time, and slipped behind some small brush and stopped. We grabbed each other and took off.
We were a good ways off from where we had parked, and knew it would be a couple of hours hike, because we like to make a big circle when we go at it. So there was no sprinting to make it to safety or anything. We just had to push as hard as we could to get back to the truck. We moved as fast and as direct as we could, making our way through the brush and the forest, but it wasn’t near fast enough. Every time we stopped, and tried to catch our breath, there it was. It would never get closer than fifty feet to us. It was right there every single time we stopped moving. I am now positive, that was what we had heard the day prior, and all that night. It would aside from us and parallel to us, but it seemed to move much easier than we could. We never heard it speak, or breathing. We didn’t hear it making any other sound than the sound of movement. We pushed on so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack.
We eventually made it back to the truck, and this thing, this predator or whatever it was, had shadowed us for over two hours, in constant movement. We threw our stuff in the back and hauled ass. We didn’t speak at all on the way home. We weren’t just exhausted. By now, I think, we must have been in some type of shock. I dropped my cousin of at his house. I went home, and sat on my porch, looking at the trees and the other houses, making sure it wasn’t there either. My wife knew something wasn’t right. She started questioning me. After a few hours I told her. I know this sounds kind of silly, just holding her and telling her made me feel better, and help me realize that it was over. I was home.
I didn’t go back out there for a while. If I hadn’t left my trail-cam out there, I wouldn’t have gone back there all that year.
So jump forward, to Christmas 2017, a few months after this thing went down. We are all over my folk’s place, having a big lunch and a great time with family. Typical Southern Christmas. I am sitting by the fire ring alone, having a whiskey. My dad come out with an eggnog or something, because he doesn’t drink. He sits down beside me. We don’t say anything for a bit. We both just watching the fire. Without looking up he says: “So you ran into the phantom too?” My dad and I are best friends. We have talked about everything. But you could have knocked me down with a feather, when he said that. This is not a conversation I was ever planning to tell my dad, or anyone else for that matter, except my wife. My cousin and I haven’t discussed it since that day, until my dad now tells me this. My dad said that my wife had said something to him because she was worried that I hadn’t been the same since my experience. He asked her what happened. She pulled him aside and told him what I had said. All this had gone down since minutes before he came outside to talk to me. I turned my head around, and before I could say anything he tells me: ”I ran into him in my senior high school.” he tells me that in the winter of ’75, he and one of his best friends were duck-hunting on that guy’s place. They had their dogs with them, and they were having a great time. It was cool and perfect weather. My dad says that he saw something he couldn’t explain. He tells what he saw looks like stacks of Reynolds wraps, that clear, clean plastic stuff, except that it was in the shape of a man. It was moving along the shoreline, opposite the river they were hunting on. What he saw was man shaped between five and six feet tall, clear or see-through, except it had distortion along the edges, and the center was noticeable more clear. This phantom thing was moving like it had a purpose. The moment my dad and his friend started watching it, it somehow recognized that, that it was being observed, and it froze in place. It squatted down and watched them back for a bit. Their dogs were acting really strange, super nervous. They were whimpering and wining, and were getting antsy. My dad and his buddy stood up, holding their guns, and started to go back to the truck. This phantom thing then slid off into the water, and went under. They didn’t know what to say or what to do really. They bee-landed back to the truck, loaded the dogs, and their gear. They were about the head out, when my dad saw the thing in a tree about twenty yards from the truck, just watching them. He hadn’t heard anything, and the dogs had chilled out when they back to the truck. So they had not reason to worry. However, at that moment he got scared, and they hauled ass out of there. He and his buddy didn’t talk about it afterwards. They graduated and moved on with their lives. His buddy moved on and now lives in North Carolina. My dad mentioned it one time to the guy that owns the land that they had hunted on. He laughed and said that he had never seen anything like that, but it was hard to keep cats around his barn, and all around his place. Maybe that is why.
Dad assured me I wasn’t crazy.
This story is interesting because the witness saw the same, or similar, being twice in his childhood. Both times the being made clicking sounds.
This is 100% true and is really hard for me to share because anytime I have tried to tell someone else about it, I get laughed at and accused of just trying to pull their leg. I recently seen an article about a woman who was hunting and seen a invisible/cloaked creature that she described as almost like a “predator” from the movie of the same name. I read her story and seen the picture she took of said “predator”. Now, as for her picture, I personally think it is a combination of flare from the sun and a close up of possibly her face or something. I am not dismissing her story though, actually quite the opposite, since I too have encountered something similar, and is what prompted me to seek out if anyone else has encountered a “predator” in the woods. Now on to my encounter:
When I was about 5 years old I was playing by the edge of the woods behind my grandmother’s house. I played there often and my grandma just kept an eye on me from the kitchen or living room because the house had huge windows that faced the woods. She would come out every once in a while just to see what I was up too. I was obsessed with digging in the dirt and collecting unusual rocks and arrowheads that littered the land where my grandmother lived. I should mention this is Midwest Illinois, not to far from Cahokia mounds, so finding arrowheads was actually not that uncommon. Anyway, that day, I remember picking out a spot to dig. I had been out there for quite a while because I remember I had a pretty decent size hole going, when something caught my eye up in the tree that I was next to. I almost don’t know how to explain it, but it looked like almost a heatwave coming off the branch of the tree. It was fall, I remember this because I had my pink jacket on and remember thinking that my mom was going to be pissed because I had dirt around the bottom of the arms from digging. I also remember there being a lot of leaves on the ground. Anyway, I am staring at this “heatwave” and realize it has a human shape. So here I am, 5 years old, and wondering why there is a invisible man in the tree. I remember feeling scared but unsure what to do. Then it started moving and making a faint clicking sound. That is about the time that I decided that I was not supposed to be seeing this, and I high tailed it back to the house. My grandmother seen I was pretty shaken, and I remember telling her that I just seen a angel. In my 5 year old mind, I didn’t know what else it could be. I had never heard of aliens or ghosts or monsters, so to me it had to be an angel because that’s all my little mind could think of.
Fast forward to when I am about 12 years old. By this time the encounter was way out of mind. I loved watching action and sci-fi movies. My dad rented a movie called Predator. I am watching it with him, and the first time you see the Predator invisible/cloaked I about shit my pants. All the memories from that day digging in the dirt came flooding back. I even asked my dad if Predator was real or if he knew if anyone or any animal that had cloaking ability that I didn’t know about. He told me it was all fake. It wasn’t like it is today where I could just Google it. I had no access to the Internet, so again I just put it out of my mind.
Again fast-forward to about the year 2004. I am grown. I have 3 small children. I just went through a separation from my husband. I moved to the next town over to an apartment with my kids. These apartments are all one level duplexes with there being 5 buildings. I am at the very last apartment of the last building. The apartments are considered “in town” but are on the outskirts. There is a deep ditch that runs behind the buildings with a chain link fence that separates the back yard from the ditch. There are about 6-7 trees on our side of the fence. If you follow the ditch a little bit, you hit a small forest that eventually leads to the country with a larger forest and farm land. I am a smoker, but would not smoke in the apartment because of the kids, so I often went out to the back porch. One night I was up late doing laundry and stuff after the kids went to bed. I decided to take a smoke break before I myself went to sleep. I am back there on the porch and I started hearing this faint clicking sound. I immediately looked to the ditch because I had seen a ground hog out there a few days before and thought perhaps he was out there again. The yard is faintly lit from the outside light that is by they playground that is to the right of my back porch. I didn’t turn on my porch light, I didn’t normally, if I was just going out for a quick smoke. I didn’t see any ground hog or movement from the ditch, so I go back to smoking my cigarette. The faint clicking sound keeps happening and a slight shift of movement makes me look up into the tree to the left of my porch. It’s there. The same invisible thing I had seen when I was five. It is like a distortion and in a humanoid shape. It is crouched down on the branch with an arm out holding on to the trunk of the tree. I couldn’t believe it. I was like “Is this happening, has it came to kill me from me seeing it all those years ago”. All I could think about was my kids in the apartment sleeping. I ran in and slammed and locked the door. I ran to the kids rooms and made sure all the windows are locked, then I just turn out the lights in the living room and stare out the blinds at the tree to see if I could catch another glimpse of it. I sat there for about a good 10 minutes and couldn’t see anything. I begin to think that I am just tired and my mind was playing tricks on me. Just as I was finally talking myself down, my neighbors dog comes running across the yard and starts barking at the tree at the same branch that I had seen this “predator” thing. That pretty much freaked me out because this dog was not a barker. I actually have never heard him bark at anything, even at the ground hog that had been hanging out at the ditch. This barking went on for a few minutes until I hear the neighbor lady who owns the dog call him back inside. The dog reluctantly turned to go back home, stopping every few feet to look back at the branch of the tree, until he was out of my sight. I didn’t sleep that night and have never seen anything like it again. I don’t know what to think of it. I am a grown woman. I have kids and a good career. I just want to know if anyone else has ever had an experience like this. I know what I saw. Believe it or not. Thanks for taking the time to read this.
(Reddit, comment on post)
They are not only in the woods, but also along busy interstate highways:
I am 40 years old and my name is Daniel Velazquez. I am construction worker in Seattle, Washington.
This was in late August this year 2018. I was riding in the passenger seat in our work truck with my boss driving and another worker sitting in the back. We were on our way to a job site in Seattle, and we were exiting the I-5 freeway which is the main interstate between Canada down to Mexico. As we were exiting the freeway, I was just sitting back in my seat and as I looked to the right I seen this “Predator” figure moving to its right. I jumped up in my seat and said to my boss “Oh my God do you see that? Look”! I was absolutely stunned! There was a little outcropping of trees and beyond that there were three to four homeless people just going about their business. They seemed to be clueless about the “figure” that was walking about twenty yards in front of them. I was absolutely shocked and did not know what to say or do. I only saw the figure for about four or five seconds, and when I turned to my boss to ask if he is seeing this, and then turned back to where I saw the figure, it was gone or I lost sight of it. It was exactly like the “predator” figure in the movie, not the alien form but the cloaked version. In my 40 years I have never seen anything like that! My wife is the only person that I have told because I don’t want people to think that I am crazy.
Two people saw a cloaked being in a driveway at night, in their spot light. Again, it is described as a human outline with a translucent, watery texture.
Hi. I have finally gained the courage to tell people about an encounter my husband and I had some years ago.
We recently bought our home in a new area in western Pennsylvania than it’s close to where we were raised. I found the home listed for sale on the Internet in the fall of 2000. Soon after, we bought the home and became familiar with our surroundings.
The next year before buck season, we were out with our spot light to go and view the deer in the area. We drove down our long dirt road and turned onto another dirt road. These roads are the kind that only locals would use because they are so bumpy and treacherous and didn’t really take you anywhere but to farms. There is no winter maintenance for snow removal either. Just as we turned off of our road and onto the next, my husband was shining the spot light on the left side of the road from the driver seat of our car. He continued to drive slowly flashing the light around when he shone the light in what looked like a driveway. It was actually one of a series of roads meant for gas trucks to tap from various gas wells in the area. They are quite common and abundant. As he shined the light in this small dirt road that resembled a driveway, he kept his light fixed. At first, I had deer ingrained in my mind and was expecting to see the shape of a deer.
As I stared at this shape, I realized that I did not know what I was looking at. I knew it wasn’t a deer. It wasn’t any animal at all! As my brain tried to comprehend what I was looking at it became more clear the longer I stared.
What I saw had the shape of a man but it was not a man. It was not see-through as a ghost. The only way I can describe it was that it was like standing water. But it didn’t cast a shadow. It didn’t have any glare to it as the light was on it. It did not reflect the light. It was not gas. As gas does not have a significant shape. Gas will ebb and flow with the breeze or at least have an inconsistent shape. Rather, what I saw had a defined shape. That was the only way I can see it because, it had the shape of a human and I could make that out because of the defined edges and curves. Only because of its outline was I able to make out what I was looking at. When I realized that I was looking at a human shape, I noticed the posture was similar to a person skulking or sneaking. It was hunched over a little and one of its arms were frozen in place in front of it. As though it knew we saw it and it froze its position to try to be undetectable.
A few seconds had passed as it stood there like a mannequin in mid step frozen in space. In front of it, I could see a small knoll about a foot and a half tall that had a small graded slope to it. After what seemed a long time but, only moments, I remember feeling very afraid. What I was looking at knew that I was looking at it! It could easily pounce at us! It was only maybe ten feet in front of us on the driver’s side of the road! It was standing in some low grass beside the driveway gas well road. It was close enough to hurt us! I didn’t know what this thing was and I didn’t want to find out what it was capable of doing!! Our sons were at home right down the road from where we were! But, nobody really knew where we were! If we needed help there was no one around for a couple miles!! There was no cell service on our road either. We were out there alone with that thing!
After we stared at this thing for maybe 10 seconds, it then began to slowly crouch into a seated like position but having its feet underneath, like it was ready to lunge at us. Again, I could not see its body parts only the outside shape of it.
After it remained in the squatted position for a few more seconds it then appeared to slowly lay down onto the little knoll and then it disappeared. I could no longer see it. It had just seemingly vanished! I could not believe what I just saw. I was stunned to the core! I then began to doubt what I saw and said to myself that I must be seeing things. This is crazy! I resolved to not even say a word to my husband. I thought he would poke fun at me and not even believe me anyway. Then my husband looked at me and asked, “Did you just see that too?”
After hearing him admit that he too had seen exactly what I just saw, I turned to him with my mouth still hung open and told him “Yes. I saw that too!” Then I immediately told him to drive and get me the hell out of there! And what’s so strange is that my husband thought the exact same thing that I thought… that he was seeing things too. Like me, he was not even going to say anything to me. He thought he was seeing things too! But, as he turned towards me once he began to drive away, and he saw my mouth just hanging open, he knew that I had seen it too. We both saw the exact same thing!
He saw that it was the shape of a man. He saw that it was hunched over as if caught red-handed. He saw that it was cloaked like the predator but it didn’t have a jagged camouflaged look. The thing we saw had a smooth look. It was like standing water without the reflective aspect and its outside shape was smooth, definitive. I do not know what we saw, but I do know it was real! I have been really guarded about this experience and have only told a few people. Because, I know how skeptics are. I am one of them! Yet I cannot refute what we saw. It was real. Nevertheless, whatever it was or is we saw it. There is no doubt in my mind or in my husband’s.
Another reason why I am finally sharing this is because lately I have been watching various TV shows about cryptic phenomena like Bigfoot and whatnot. It’s October and creepy shows are airing this time of the year. Watching these shows reminded me of our experience all those years ago. And, even after all these years, I’ve never done any research to see if anyone else has had a similar encounter.
For a long time, I just as soon wanted to forget all about that night. But now, I thought I’d search Google for the keywords “predator-like sightings” and was astonished to see a couple of people seeing what we saw. I then came upon this website and decided to tell our story. I do not expect a lot of people to believe me. I don’t really care what people say in that regard. I get it. Unless you have your own experience, most won’t get it. What I would like is to know if there are more sightings of this thing and what people think it might be. I assure all of you that we both saw the same exact thing.
Yes, it was dark. But, the spot light was exceptional with its quality and there was no mistaking what we saw being confused with any shadows, strange light reflections, optical illusions, gas leaks, ghosts or any other possible phenomenon.
The cloaking capabilities were of absolute exceptional clarity. It bent the light in such a way that it looked like the surrounding environment without any flaws save for the outline of the man/humanoid being. Aside from the distinctive outline, we would not have been able to detect that anything was there at all. Now, if light affects the cloak in the daylight then more people will have more sightings. However, I have a sneaking suspicion that our spot light defected the cloaking mechanism in such a way that we were able to detect the outline because of it. Just a noted theory.
In any event, is there anyone else out there that has seen this being?
From a Coast To Coast Radio broadcast on October 26, 2014; Greg in Dobson North Carolina called in to tell of his sighting of a Predator like creature in Antioch, Tennessee.
In 1993 or 1994, I’m not sure, I was living in a place in Nashville, Tennessee in a small town called Antioch. I was out walking the dog one day, or letting the dog do his business out in the front yard. I could feel something watching me. It was about 3 o’clock in the afternoon and everybody around there was at work except me. And I could just feel something watching me. I started looking at some woods, down in the woods directly in front of me, and I couldn’t see anything but I could hear leaves rustling in the trees. So I started looking up towards the tops of the trees and I had very good eyesight at the time. I didn’t do drugs. I didn’t drink. I saw something crouched down in the tops of the trees. The only way I could describe it and I don’t even know if the movie had come out yet so I didn’t know anything about it but the movie Predator where they saw that invisible creature. You could see the outline of everything but you could see right through it. And it was sitting up in the very tops of the trees where it wouldn’t hold the weight of a man by any means. This thing was as big as a man. I just stood there looking at it and then I let go of the leash and I took off at a dead run and I yelled, ‘Hey!’ And I took off at a dead run towards this thing and it started running across the tops of the trees. It ran the length of a football field in, just in no time. I mean it was really fast. I don’t know how it was running across the tops of the trees but I know what I saw. After I thought about it, I thought, What in the world are you doing chasing this thing? I stopped and it stopped about the length of a football field away from where it started and it turned around and looked at me again and then it took off out through the woods, through the tops of the trees out into the woods and I didn’t see it again. It scared the hell out of me, I know that. And I never ever told anybody about it because I thought people would think I was crazy as a loon.
The following might be a sighting of a cloaked Bigfoot, or Sasquatch, as the witness thinks it is:
Even as a child I loved to walk and explore the forest that surrounded my home. I was probably around seven or eight when this happened, I really don’t remember exactly. But, anyway, one day I went for a walk in the woods and came to a log, in a very peaceful setting. I made this spot my regular place to go when I felt a need to be by myself. I would sit on the log and listen to the sounds in the woods, and just feel the peace and calm of the place.
I had gone to this spot many times by myself after my discovery, and never felt frightened.
I suppose I was meditating, even at that young age, but didn’t know anything about what it was called at that young age.
(Yeah, people back then actually allowed their kids to wander off by themselves. It was safe. I miss those days!)
This particular day, as I sat on the log, I heard some rustling in the bushes. I felt an uneasiness come over me… as if I was being watched.
I could sense the direction it was coming from too. So I stood up and walked slowly to get a better view when I noticed a very large creature that I could see through standing between two trees. I would say it was at least 8 foot tall, maybe more.
The body of this creature had a wavy pattern flowing through it, like heat waves that come up from a hot road surface. I could see the forest behind it… through it!
The wavy pattern is how I was able to make out it’s form. (There wasn’t anything causing a heat wave anywhere else.)
It just stood there looking at me. I froze for a moment in pure fear that encompassed my entire being!
But out of pure fight or flight adrenaline, I finally made my legs move, and I walked a safe distance… then I ran!!
I was afraid if I started out running, it would chase me, like they say animals will do.
I made it safely back home, and I don’t remember EVER going back into those woods alone after that!
I missed going to “my spot”. It was my place to find peace and talk with nature. That “thing” stole it from me!!
Since that encounter, I’ve often wondered if this is how Big Foot is so good at avoiding being captured? I’ve read where others say they think it has the power to become invisible. I think they’re right! It looked like a Big Foot to me, only invisible!
The following story is interesting because the sighting is directly related to a strange presence of unknown beings in the witness’s bedroom. Every single activity by these beings are typical for the classic ‘visit’ by alien beings (the Grays).
When I was approximately 7 years old, which would be around 1973/1974, we were living in a mobile home park in Mission, TX. We had just moved to this mobile home park as my parents had just sold the property we lived on. The park was huge, probably 20 to 30 acres and it had just opened, there were only 2 or three other homes in the whole park, spaced far apart. The park was surrounded by orange groves so it was relatively isolated. I believe it was called the Trade Winds Mobile Home Park. I don’t know if it still there as I haven’t been back to Mission since I left in 1991.
One morning, early, before sunrise, I woke up to noise outside by bedroom window, I don’t recall clearly what the noise was but it was enough to rouse my curiosity. I figured it was probably coyotes and was quite curious to catch a glimpse. I had to stand on my bed to look out my window. I was scanning the yard below but didn’t see any coyotes. I then noticed motion to my left and turned to see a figure standing next to my mothers car. It was an “outline” of a large being, it had to be huge as it was several feet taller than the car. I would guess maybe 6.5 to 7.5 feet. The figure was big and bulky, the shoulders very wide and the legs very thick, but all clearly humanoid shaped. The inside of the outline was very dark shimmering-like light couldn’t escape (the best way I can describe it) but the outline was clearly visible. It turned towards me, and we just stood there looking at each other for several seconds. I don’t know how I knew it could see me, but I did. At this point I did not feel any fear, I was just stunned, trying to understand what I was seeing. It then slowly turned and walked off into the darkness.
At this point I jumped from my bed and ran to my parents room, I woke up my mother and tried to tell her what I had seen, but she insisted it was a “bad dream”. I knew it wasn’t. She got up and continued to get ready for work. She tried to laugh it off but I kept insisting and did not want her to go outside because the big, invisible man would get her I feared. At that point she didn’t want to hear anymore about it. I think I was somewhat in shock and traumatized by the experience. So I said nothing else about it.
However, several days later, there was a small article in our local paper “The Monitor” about a local woman who had seen the same EXACT thing I saw, only she reported it to the police. As I recall the article made the woman out to be a “crazy lunatic”. My mother read this article to me, and we both just sat there stunned. She then questioned me about it again and told me not to tell anyone. I suppose she didn’t want to expose me to ridicule. To this day she refuses to talk about the ordeal.
What is even scarier is that some time after this incident I began to recall more and more of the events that happened before I heard the noise outside. I remember laying in my bed, unable to move. This being shining a light in my eyes and “telling” me that they would be gone shortly (no words were exchanged though). I remember feeling like I was wrapped in thick Jell-O. I could see another being in my room looking through my dresser drawers, for what, I have no idea. The being was shining a flashlight looking device into my draws only the light (greenish) was coming OUT of my drawers not going INTO my dresser drawers, but the light moved when the being moved the “flashlight”. I remember starting to panic then all of a sudden feeling calm. The first being again “told” me (without words) that they would be done soon and that I would not remember anything and it would be okay. The next thing I remember is waking up to stand up on my bed to look out the window.
I have no idea what they were looking for or why. Perhaps I had found something, and they wanted it back. I don’t know and probably never will.
I have never told this story to anyone other than my mother. I have not even told my partner of 18 years this story.
Hello, I found my way to your website while doing some more research to try and figure out what it was I saw last summer. I live in a very rural stretch of Western Washington state. Here’s my story:
It began in late July, when I was forced to make semi-regular patrols around the property on which I live (heavily wooded, very hilly and wet with a creek and swamp at the bottom) when I was made aware of local drug addicts attempting incursions upon the property. As most of you likely know drug addicts have a natural tendency towards violence, especially the breed we have in my neck of the woods. I began carrying a rifle as I made my patrols because as the old adage puts it “Better safe than sorry”. Very quickly I found their tracks at the bottom of the hill, and I even managed to claim a gas can as a kind of war trophy. That lead me to believe they may be aiming to perform illegal logging on the property, which intensified my patrols. Soon after I ran into a rather unsettling shape in the forest.
I was on another patrol, standard, routine procedure when I passed an ancient cedar tree. I’d been past it a million and a half times but I suddenly felt as though I should take a seat underneath it, and rest a while. I sat down under the trees boughs, and set my rifle and daypack at my side. I sat in the silence and stillness for a while, taking in all the sounds the woods have to offer, I almost felt as though I had entered the same state of zen I had the year previously, kneeling beside a natural spring after heavy rain. All was well, the world was fine and everything would be okay. I felt wonderful. I opened my eyes and rolled my head to my right to look out into a grove of alder trees. Glancing upwards I saw a humanoid shape.
It was roughly 15 feet up in the air, and had the distinct shape of a human head, neck and shoulders but no discernible bottom, it just seemed to fade away. The only way I can describe it is similar to the Predator films, in which the titular creature uses a cloaking device. It was very, very similar to the device. At its edges it seemed reality itself was embossed in that shape. I sat and stared at it for probably about 3-5 seconds before an overwhelming feeling of dread and anxiety overtook me. I should add that I’m very tough to genuinely scare. I’ve been through a great many nasty situations that don’t bear mentioning and suffice to say that this shook me to my very core. I was almost petrified, scared out of my mind of what would happen if I dare move. I finally mustered the strength to remove my glasses and wipe them on my shirt, and re-donning them I could see the shape was still there. The dread grew in intensity tenfold every few seconds and my naturally calm, rational mind took hold again. I began counting down in my head:
When I reached “Zero” I thrust an arm under my rucksack’s shoulder strap, grabbed my rifle and sprinted home, saying a quick prayer as I ran. I haven’t encountered it since, but believe me – There’s more to this story.
I began asking around online about my experience, if anyone had seen anything similar. I was told time and again “Talk to Wen”, “Wen’s the person you should see.” I contacted Wen and we talked over my experience before forming some theories. In that time I was still performing my patrols, although I made a point to avoid that area as best I could. I eventually decided that expediency dictated I visit again, and soon after I did. All was well, and it stayed that way for a few months, even getting to the point at which I’d talk aloud into the woods about my problems. I once even left a gift of food for whatever was there. But, after talking with another party (who shall remain nameless) activity picked up again. I still didn’t see the shape but I certainly felt that anxiety.
Early in my patrols I found a strange, L-shaped hole as well, very near the spot. It was very cleanly made, not something an animal would scratch out of the dirt. The hole was very fresh when I first found it September third of 2016. I made sure to take photos of it. As Summer wore into Fall and Fall into Winter strange things began occurring at the hole as well. Namely, large scratches were appearing near it, about 2 feet long and perfectly straight, as though someone dug their shoe into the leaf litter on the forest floor and scraped hard as they could. I took photographs of that as well but sadly those are lost, more on that below.
I continued my patrols, making totally sure not to bother the hole too much and keeping an eye on every angle around my in a complete sphere. I made sure to start affixing my bayonet to discourage anything jumping from the bushes, or out of a tree if the rifle was slung over my shoulder. We have much to learn from mother nature, don’t we?
When I returned approximately a month and a half ago for pictures of the scratches near the hole things got worse. Usually the anxiety sets in just as I would pass the cedar, but this time it hit immediately as I stood on the porch, camera in hand and ready to document my findings. It got worse and worse each step I took towards the hole, climaxing as I took my photos. I wasted no time, I got my documentation (the lost pictures) and hurried back to the house, praying again. As I closed the door a thought occurred:
“It was windy.”
The hole is at the bottom of a ravine filled with large, old growth trees. It suddenly got terribly windy when I was there, if stormy days are anything to compare, I would say winds were reaching 30-40 MPH at the bottom of a ravine filled with wind-blocking trees. Temperature felt like it dropped by about 20 degrees as well. I’ve been back since, but not often. Each time I visit I say aloud that whatever is there does NOT have my permission to come with me back to the house, and most assuredly nowhere else I go. I’ve been there with a friend as well, but nothing strange happened any of those instances. I’m including pictures of anything relevant that I still have available.
(pictures can be found at the source: Phantoms and Monsters)
This story is interesting because the large number of these beings, and also that they seem to hang out in the trees.
47-year-old Gerald Phair says he first saw the “invisible” beings back in September. “They are in my backyard sometimes,” the Tulalip resident told Cryptozoology News. “I watch them for hours. I think they know I am watching them and they mess with me later at night.” The commercial fisherman adds that the most remarkable sighting occurred one day while his girlfriend was taking a shower inside. “I went to the backyard to pee, my girlfriend was showering, and I caught one of them looking towards her. I spot lighted him in the face.” He says he called the police but that by the time they arrived, the unidentified creatures were gone. “I almost wound up in mental hospital. They made me question my sanity. Nobody believed me.” Phair claims that the trail cameras around his property are unable to capture the entities. “They just disappear before I can get one. They have a human shape. At first, I thought they were people in camouflage. It is really predator-looking military style,” he said about the humanoids. The Washingtonian also says that these beings are now “building fortresses” in the trees. “It’s been three months now. One day I counted over 30 of them,” he said. Tulalip, a former census-designated place in Snohomish County, is the largest community of the Tulalip tribes of Washington and has a population of 2,000.
Source: Cryptozoology News
This is not in the woods, but on a busy street. It seems that some of these beings, being (nearly) invisible are confident enough to walk in our midst.
Basically I’m not asking you to believe me or anything, I’m just using Reddit to see if anyone else has ever seen or heard of anything like this, and can help me find out more.
This memory has haunted me for a while, but today I was strangely reminded of it. It was a few years ago, I was being driven to school, probably 15 at the time. We were just driving up a busy road when I saw a “man” walk onto the street. It looked like the silhouette of a man, but as if he was invisible, as if I could only see him because he was reflecting light and color around him. It’s so strange to describe, it was as if he was made of glass or mirrors, but barely distinguishable from his surroundings, as if he was invisible, but not quite.
I remember pushing my mom to force her into turning the car because I was afraid of hitting him. She had gotten back control really quickly and we only swerved a little bit. She had lectured me about it on the way to school.
I don’t know why I’m thinking about it today. I looked it up online, trying to describe what I saw best I could, but couldn’t find anything relevant (just a bunch of English reflections on the book The Invisible Man, lol). Perhaps I was young and never actually saw anything, although I remember it very vividly.
Yosemite Park, USA “When l was a young kid my family and l went to Yosemite Park. One evening after a hike l saw something moving in the trees what ever it was, it was like looking through water, but it had a shape. l tried to show my dad, but he didn’t see it. I remember him telling me my eyes were playing tricks cause it was getting dark. Years later when the movie ‘Predator’ came out l almost jumped out of my sit. THAT IS WHAT I SAW!!!” RJR
Source: Phantoms and Monsters
Skinwalker Ranch, also known as Sherman Ranch, is a property located on approximately 512 acres southeast of Ballard, Utah that is reputed to be the site of paranormal and UFO-related activities. The following quote is from the book Hunt for the Skinwalker, by Colm A. Kelleher and George Knapp. In June 1996 a man showed up at the ranch, telling the rancher that he had heard about the paranormal activities on the property, and he insisted that he wanted to meditate on the property:
The three of them piled into Tom’s diesel truck and headed down into the ranch. After about a mile, the stranger announced that he would like to meditate here, near a small pasture surrounded by trees. The stranger walked into the middle of the open ground, about a hundred yards from the tree line. Tom walked with him a short distance and then stood watching. He glanced back at his still grinning son who had elected to stay by the truck. Tom was about thirty yards from the stranger, who had closed his eyes and, in a faintly religious gesture, had spread both his arms out. Tom was amused. Silence reigned and the late afternoon sun cast a beautiful light on the scene, this tall blond man standing silently in the middle of the pasture with his eyes closed and his arms raised, much like the pose struck by saints and angels in religious paintings. In the distance Tom heard the sudden chime of a cowbell. He was puzzled. None of his animals had cowbells. The sound seemed to be coming from deep within the trees. There it was again, nearer this time. The stranger seemed not to have heard it. Tad made a gesture of puzzlement. Tom looked at the trees and thought he could see a faint blur. Something was moving very quickly between the trees. Tom could not make out the shape, but he knew it was big. Was that the source of the cowbell sound? He watched carefully as the shape moved like a fast blur from tree to tree. It was almost as if it was circling. Tom suddenly felt uneasy. Without warning, something broke from the tree line and moved swiftly toward the meditating man. Tom blinked. He still couldn’t see what it was even though it was broad daylight. It was blurred as if it was hidden in the middle of heat distortion, and it was covering ground at enormous speed. Gorman realized that this chimera was making a beeline for the blissful meditator, who was completely unaware of what was rapidly bearing down on him. Tom was about to yell a warning, but it was too late. The shimmering wraithlike huge “thing” had stopped just inches from the meditator as it let out a deep-throated animal roar that echoed around the ranch. The roar sounded half like a bear, half like a lion. Tom froze. The stranger leaped back about ten feet and fell down. He began screaming. As fast as it had approached, the shimmering, almost invisible “creature” departed for the tree line at top speed. Tom’s sharp eyes could make out only a blur of dancing, flickering, wavy lines, like pixilated blocks. Within seconds, the creature had vanished into the trees.
…Some time later, as Tom and Tad were watching the movie Predator, in which Arnold Schwarzenegger and Jesse Ventura battle an alien life-form in a jungle in Central America, they let out a loud yell when they first saw the shimmering creature. “That’s what we saw,” they yelled in unison to the astonished family. The predator in the movie seemed to exactly encapsulate the degree of camouflage of what they had seen. Tom calculated that the thing they saw was moving at between fifty and sixty miles per hour when it broke cover from the trees.
I guess the cryptic being, probably a Bigfoot type, made his point: you are not welcome here!
This is rather unusual, something that was moving around into he air, but shows the same characteristics as the other translucent beings.
The thing I saw was not a machine. I have no idea what it was but it was close to me and flying. On a very cold winter night in ’92 or ’93 I stepped out to the car at about 10 pm and looked up (Bridgton, Maine). It was exceptionally clear and starry. Right away I saw movement above me. Something was moving, rapidly twisting and turning like a bird, like birds in a fight over some scrap. This thing was about 60 ft above me, looping back and forth within an area of less than 100 ft. It was about 5 ft across and it was transparent. It looked like it was made of glass, like a glass sculpture the way the stars behind it were distorted. I can’t say for certain that it had wings but it moved like a bird. I got the sense that it was angry, distressed or just plain pissed-off. I would not have seen it except for the exceptionally starry night and the light from the stars behind this thing streaking/shifting/distorted. I watched it for about 3 minutes before it went out of sight behind some trees. I don’t think I can properly convey how fast this thing was moving in tight twists and turns. If a person had body language like this I would say they were out-of-their-mind-angry. I’ve never heard of anything like this. (Phantom and Monsters)
The following, partial account, was written by Rosemary Ellen Guiley. It is an interesting account because the sighting of the translucent being happened in an area known for strange sightings/events and UFOs/lights. Here we also find the familiar arousal of fear and temperatures drops associated with strange beings. The sudden strong wind is a more rare occurrence, but is not unknown. Also interesting is the mysterious disappearance of the photo file on his computer. These entities often do not like any evidence, and will make sure it disappears or sometimes gets burned in a mysterious fire.
An interesting entity contact case surfaced in rural Western Washington State. The experiencer, whom I shall call “Ben” to keep his identity private, provided an account to Lon Strickler’s Phantoms & Monsters blog, published on March 22, 2017. This is a followup with additional information and discussion of explanations.
The property has been subject to trespassing and squatting by drug addicts, some of whom are violent, and in late July of 2016, Ben armed himself with his rifle and began making patrols through the heavy woods. In early August, he was on patrol and had the sudden urge to sit down beneath a large, ancient cedar tree. He set down his rifle and daypack and relaxed, closing his eyes. He entered into a pleasant, zen-like state, feeling that everything would be okay.
After a while, he opened his eyes and glanced to his right toward an alder tree grove, and saw a humanoid shape about 15 feet up in the air. It was not solid, but looked like rippled air, similar to the cloak of invisibility portrayed by the alien entity in the Predator films. Its head, neck, and shoulders were outlined, but the rest of it fell away into nothingness.
As he stared at this shape, an overwhelming dread seized him, penetrating to the core of his being. He was deathly afraid to move in the slightest way. At last he took off his glasses, wiped them on his shirt, and put them back on. The shape was still there.
Enlargement of shape in the trees.
Ben counted down in his mind from five to zero, and at zero grabbed his belongings and dashed for home. Nothing pursued him, or showed up at the house.
He researched for an explanation. One of his friends, a Heathen, told him he had encountered a “forest wight,” a guardian type of being. He also received suggestions that he should make an offering of food to the spirit or being.
Ben avoided the area for a while, and in September 2016 returned to the spot to take photographs. He took along an offering of food and water. A feeling of dread built up in him as he approached the site, but it was not as intense as the first time. He did not see the rippled-air shape but felt its presence. When he put out the offering, he did not have any ill or bad feeling. He talked aloud, explaining that he was trying to protect the property, and nothing was allowed to follow him back home.
Around this time, Ben found a mysterious, L-shaped hole about 75 feet from the cedar tree. It was cleanly made and did not appear to have been caused by the digging of an animal. He took photos of it.
When he returned to the area again, he found two long gashes in the earth by the hole. They were about two feet long and about as wide as man’s foot, as though someone had dug his boot heel deep into the earth and dragged it. They, too, did not appear to have been made by an animal.
Ben continued his patrols of the property, and was in states of heightened awareness whenever he was near the tree and gouged earth. A rising anxiety especially occurred every time he passed the cedar tree. He put his bayonet on his rifle to discourage anything that might jump out of the bushes. He talked aloud to reassure whatever was there that he meant no harm, and it was not to follow him home. He did so even though the being or presence seemed tied to the spot, in an area he roughly estimated was about 300 feet in circumference.
In January 2017, Ben decided to return to the site to take more photographs of the gouges and hole. This time, the anxiety hit as soon as he stood on his porch with his camera in hand. The dread increased with every step, mounting to the intensity of his first experience.
He noted the temperature as he left, and recalled that it was between 55-57 degrees F. As he got closer to the hole, the temperature steadily dropped to an estimated 42-44 degrees.
Ben wasted no time snapping his photos, feeling a great urge to clear out as quickly as possible. While he was there, a strong wind arose and whipped through the site. This was strange, because the site was at the bottom of a ravine, surrounded by wind-blocking, old-growth trees. Yet, wind that felt like 30-40 miles per hour in strength—storm wind—surged around him.
When he finished taking photographs, Ben high-tailed it home, again instructing that whatever was there did not have permission to follow him back.
The new photographs from that day were destroyed due to a mysterious file corruption. Before they were lost, Ben was able to send one to a friend in Florida. The photo showed the woods on a gray, overcast day. There were no anomalies in it, but his friend commented that just looking at it filled him with a weird feeling and an unexplained dread.
As of the end of March 2017, Ben continues to patrol the property, and plans to take additional photos. The only change that has occurred to the hole and gashes is a filling in with leaves and dirt debris. He continues to sense a presence, but has not seen the rippled-air shape since his first experience.
Ben notes that he has taken a friend to the site, but nothing unusual happened.
This story happened in California, and was posted in 2014 on Your Ghost Stories. Although this one was completely transparent, it had a clear defined outline.
Early one morning between 2 am and 3 am, my dogs woke me. I let them outside and they took off running across the patio and down the slope behind my house. Normally they walk out.
At that moment, the bending and swaying of two 7′ blue spruce trees 30′ from me caught my attention. I could see movement and an outlined creature jumping on to the top of one tree. It didn’t climb, it jumped from ground level to the top of the tree. I saw the movement and then the top of the tree bend. Then it jumped on to the next tree about 3′ away. Both trees bent over with the weight. There was no wind and the tops of the trees bent and swished as if something heavy had jumped on them.
I saw the outline of a creature that was transparent, but ape or monkey like, jump from one tree to the next. I could see the tree through it but the outline of the creature was white and sharply defined. My impression was that it was around 5′ or 6′. The landscape lighting gave me a clear view of the trees.
As I stared out the patio door, the top of the patio cover over my head (which is constructed of wood beams and wood) started sounding as if something heavy was on top walking. The trees were now standing straight as normal. I didn’t see it leave the tree but I had the impression that there might have been two of them.
I didn’t feel threatened but I definitely wanted to close and lock the door. I called the dogs, thank goodness they were already almost to the door, and closed it. My dogs usually go out early morning and have for years. This was the one and only time anything like this has happened.