Late last night as my Brother and I where getting ready to lay down and sleep we started to converse over how our life had been on the upswing lately. We had just bought a piece of land off an old dirt road and build a nice shack to live in. It's nothing too special just yet, only enough room for two beds, a dresser, refrigerator and a TV. After a about an hour of shooting the shit, he decided to finally go to sleep. He got up off the bed, and handed me the remote to the TV on his way to grab a cup of milk.
As he walked past me I heard a loud BOOM, and look over to see a deer had busted in through the door. It wasn't startled at all to see us, unlike my Brother and I were. It just stood there staring at me. My brothers dog ran at the deer, trying to attack it. I grabbed her by the collar thinking this deer wasn't going to do any damage. My Red Nose APBT sat by my side and stared at the deer, probably thinking the same thing I was. The deer then preceded to take it's front foot and snatched my Brothers dog up underneath it in one quick swoop.
It started to bite her, and it'd made her whine out in pain. Not knowing what to do I picked my seventy pound dog up and literally threw it at this damn thing. It swiped my dog away like a fly and preceded to try and kill my Brother's dog. This is when things got out of hand, my dog turned rabid and launched himself the deer again, this time to much more success. My brother and I separated his dog from the deer's grip, and we put her on the bed. She was bleeding pretty bad so my brother stayed with her while I tried to get the damn deer back outside. My dog had started to get the better of it, and I didn't want anymore of a mess in the house so I rammed the thing outside, and called my dog off. Thank god he's a good listener.
As I turned around to go check on the other dog, I hear a big creak behind me. I turn around to see a woman who looked to be in her early twenties, staring at me through her brown bangs. She was hunched over like she had a bad case of scoliosis, and I was so freaked out I didn't notice the knife she had in her hand.
She told me in a low screechy soft voice "We are the O'Haire Family, and we're here to kill you". Now, I consider myself a tough guy, as well as my brother, but after seeing what the fuck I just did I was frozen in terror. Every hair on my body stood up on end, and I couldn't move any part of my body nor say a single word. Even my dog seemed terrified, he just stood there with a look of awe on his face, lowly growling. The woman just stood there, silently staring at me. She started to slowly creep towards me, step by step. This is when I panicked and yelled towards my doorway "HELP ME", my dog whined and ran and hid on the bed. I saw a hitchhiker/loner walking down the road, and once he heard the panic in my voice he turned around and started running towards me. This is when I realized the woman wasn't alone, as the man turned around another man appeared outside of the corner of my eye and started walking towards the loner.
As they both met each other I started to hear the worst blood curling screams I've ever heard. This made the woman smile, and she walked back outside, limping like Lisa Trevor from Resident Evil. I took this opportunity to grab my phone and call 911, the operator was shocked to hear the screams and sent a dispatch out as quickly as she could.
Finally gaining my wits I grabbed a knife myself, and went outside. To my amazement, there was no one outside. No signs of any kind of struggle, no foot prints, or blood. It was so dark though that I couldn't see but five feet in front of me, so I decided to wait by the entrance to my door way, knife in hand just in case those loony fuckers were still out there.
I started to hear the sirens getting close so I put the knife down, and went to check on my Brother's dog. As I laid my eyes on her she looked up at me and took her last breath. My brother and I both broke down crying, we had no idea what we had just witnessed and to lose our dog that we've raised since she was eight weeks was to much for us to bare. As the police entered the house, I explained what happened. They had the audacity to tell me that I was a fucking nut and to never call them again. I yelled a few obscenities their way as they left, and then went back to my Brother's side to console him. We wrapped our dog up in a blanket, and put her body outside. I fixed the door to the point where it'd stay shut to keep the insects out, and just in case those crazy fuckers came back. We were too tired to dig the dog's grave now, so we went ahead and tried to sleep.
Even though neither of us said a word, I know he was up all night just like I was. First thing at dawn we got up and said our goodbyes to our dog, and put her in the ground. As I looked up from putting the last pile of dirt into the grave I see a deer standing about 15 yards away just staring at me. I saw the wounds my dog had made on it and realized it was the same one from last night, but it wasn't alone this time. It had it's much bigger counter part with it.
As my hair stood up on end, I rushed my Brother back into the house, and made plans to leave. As we pulled off in the truck, the two deer's just stood there. Staring us down with pitch black eyes. Now we're back at our folk's place, and we don't even know what to tell them. I do know one thing though, tonight I'm going back with my rifle and I putting that deer down.
Any thoughts on what in the hell this deer entity or whatever the fuck it is could be?
Submitted September 02, 2015 at 11:31PM by TheTylerMatthew http://ift.tt/1IKdbrw nosleep
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