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The rifle doesn't seem to have eased John's fears of being attacked.
Infrasound rays can have that affect on people.
The rifle doesn't seem to have eased John's fears of being attacked.
Vortigern,
I am at work this morning. If I had to make a knee jerk reaction, I would say it was not sleep paralysis. But I will study the information you provided closer when I get home tonight. I want to be fair to you and the fine research you put into it, so it does deserve a closer look when I have more time. Thank you so much for your effort.
JC’s encounter occurred in Pasquotank County, North Carolina, near the river that lends the county its name. He had gone there with a friend and his father to spend a little time hunting. JC was not himself a hunter -- in fact, he told me that he had never really been in the woods before this time. “I’m a city boy, a beach boy. I hadn’t been in the woods much,” he said.
“We left after his dad got off work on Friday night and then we drove down there,” he told me. “And at that time, it took us about two hours to get down there because they didn’t have the interstates that they do now. Now it only takes 45 minutes to get there. We got there about 10 or 11 o’clock at night on a Friday night. And where they parked the vehicles, we still had to walk back in the woods probably half a mile to get to where the cabins were. They had two cabins, and they were right on the Pasquatank River. And they were on these stilts, like a beach house. I guess if they get flooded, it won’t flood the cabins.”
The walk in was uneventful, according to JC, with no time to do anything more than hit the sack. Early the next morning, everyone awoke and preparations were made for the days hunting. “I had never hunted before, so they gave me a rifle and showed me how to shoot it,” JC said. “We went out right near the cabin. They showed me how to load it and shoot it and put the safety on. It kind of scared me.” JC paused for a moment. “I really wasn’t there to hunt. I just had never been in the woods, if you know what I mean? So, I’m an animal lover anyway, so I wasn’t going to shoot anything.”
There were five of them that day: JC’s friend, his friend’s little brother, their father, and his friend’s uncle, with JC making the fifth. With the uneven number, one would have to man a deer stand solo. JC drew the unlucky lot, and they took him out to their farthest deer stand. JC described the deer stand to me. “It was like a platform, and it had camouflage covering on it, and I’d been told it was a hunting blind. The only thing I could see out of was like a mail slot. It was a wooden platform floor. It didn’t have any walls, but the camouflage served as the walls of it. It was covered completely. It had a roof on it and everything.“ JC climbed up into the stand while it was still dark and listened as the sounds of the other men faded into the distance. But JC was not afraid at this point, he was excited to be out in the woods watching the animals that pass near the blind. “The wildlife started coming around. I saw a couple deer,” he said, and these he declined to shoot. “I saw a small black bear. I don’t know if it was a cub or if it was just a small one. I caught a glimpse of it as it ran by. And I also saw like, raccoon, or other little small stuff, which was pretty cool to me because I had never seen any of them before.”
But this idyllic scene was not to last. At about 9 o’clock, JC caught a whiff of something awful. “ It was like a dog that had been rolling in crap,” he said. “It was really bad. It was so bad it made my eyes water and it made me gag. Then I started having dry heaves, like I was going to vomit.” Maybe because he hadn’t yet eaten that day, JC was able to hold off the nausea. But the trouble didn’t stop there. “Then I felt like a static electricity shock, it felt like, and kind of.. have you been shocked before, it’s like your just frozen? All the hairs on your body are standing up, and you’re just stuck there, I guess. Then I started feeling like, I could feel my internal organs.. my heart, my lungs. I don’t know how to describe it, I’ve never been able to feel it before, but I could feel them. I can’t explain it, but maybe they were getting some kind of trauma. It was just the weirdest thing I had ever felt. And then I started having some kind of muscle spasms or nervous spasms, really bad, and I kind of slumped down on the floor of the deer stand, and curled up in the fetal position.” JC thinks he was on the floor for about five minutes, and then the strange feelings began to lessen.
I asked JC what he thought at the time about what might have caused the feelings, and he gave it some thought. “I didn’t know what.. when that was happening to me, I don’t know what it was. I really don’t remember what I was thinking. I just knew that I had never felt anything like that. Before or since. Never felt anything like that.”
Readers of this blog will perhaps think of the infrasound hypothesis at this point.
At this point JC was pretty disoriented. “I was really groggy and kind of getting myself back together. I sat back up, and was like, what the hell was that? And I started to look out the deer stand again. Then all the sudden I started hearing something, like footsteps, like branches breaking, like leaves crunching, like bushes rattling. Like something was moving through the forest. I was thinking, oh thank God! I hope it’s my friend and his dad coming to get me out of this.” But it was not his friends returning to fetch him.

Kit and Vort,
One major flaw I see in this theory.
I could smell that smell for about a day after the encounter. It seemed to be burned into my nostrils. I even tried to wash it out of my nose. Thoughts?
There are other flaws, but let's start with this one.
Psychological impression. There's no mention of anyone else saying you smelt like a wet dog rolled in poo and that it burnt there there eyes or nostrils.
Nor did this powerful, overwhelming odor seem to be lingering in the area when they came back to get him.
A bit off topic, but how irresponsible do you have to be to leave a kid alone in a tree stand who has never been hunting, and has little or no experience using a rifle? And for over 3 hours at that without checking up on him? Talk about an invitation for disaster.
This is an absolutely fair question. I'm quoting it because I think John has you on ignore and I would also like to know how people could be so irresponsible. That doesn't mean it didn't happen. I mean, the former VP of the U.S. was an irresponsible hunter, why not these guys? Still, that is just messed.
They came back to get me at least 3 hours, and perhaps a bit more after the encounter. Would the smell still be lingering there? I mean, I could not tell because I still had the smell in my nose. They never mentioned it, but they were busy screaming at me. LOL
This is an absolutely fair question. I'm quoting it because I think John has you on ignore and I would also like to know how people could be so irresponsible. That doesn't mean it didn't happen. I mean, the former VP of the U.S. was an irresponsible hunter, why not these guys? Still, that is just messed.
Very irresponsible. They had great parenting skills back then Huh? Actually I was in the tree stand for about 6 hours or more. From about 5:30 or 6 am till around noon.
I think there are elements of John's encounter story that may be contrary to hypnagogic hallucination (HH). He describes himself in the tree stand doing a variety of voluntary physical actions some of which were prompted by the Bigfoot. Each time it turned to look around he would duck down then rise up again to look at it. That is not classic sleep paralysis in which the person is unable to move regardless of any escalating danger. As the demon moves towards you and opens its toothy mouth to bite off your hand you are unable to retract your hand to prevent it from being eaten.
If you are going to suggest that his entire encounter was HH - then I will suggest it was a dream (nightmare). Better than that, I might suggest HH and then transition to REM sleep with a Bigfoot encounter dream. The stench and gut zaps were HH and the whole Bigfoot-arrives-and-then-leaves experience was the dream. Upon awakening (whether in a chair or on the floor) his false experiences are fresh in his mind as if they actually happened with a smooth transition. We cannot measure elapsed time during these altered states but because events occur in sequence it can give the false impression that an appropriate length of time did elapse. You can dream of playing an entire 18 holes of golf with two hole-in-ones and awaken to find that you were asleep for 10 minutes.
When he awakens, he looks outside to find that there is no Bigfoot. He saw it leave the area in his dream. Instead of thinking that it was never there, he feels relief that it really did go to some other part of the forest.
We don't regard dreams as being hallucinations. Dreams are dreams. Hallucinations are something else, but they may occur before dreaming.
Do I think this is what happened to John? I can't know.
There are only 2 plausible explanations for his sighting report...
1) He saw Bigfoot.....or...
2) He's making the whole story up.
What do you mean? I know they mocked you and said you saw a bear. Can yopu elaborate?
The smell impressed itself on you so strongly that you literally washed your nostrils out. That's a powerful impression.
John, you're a very smart guy and I want you to try and absorb something a little cryptic I'm going to say...
Fantasy is real.
I'll say it again.
Fantasy is real...
Maybe that sounds weird or dumb but think about it for a second. Fantasies can be very very real for the people that experience them and have very real effects that change their life and the lives of people around them. The next part is very important.
Not everybody that has a fantasy in their life wants, likes, or needs that fantasy and may never have tried to actively encourage it or create it.
You may be suffering from a post traumatic stress that has snowballed out of control. It can very well come from something that never happened. The experience of that time in the darkness shut away by yourself with a gun up in a deerstand in the dark woods you had never been in before left alone by those men and your friend with the expectation to be a man and kill something may have put you under a very real stress. You could have very well gone into the fitful and restless sleep that can bring on sleep paralysis.
I want you to think carefully about the possibility and try and absorb it. If it's just flat-out wrong, then you have nothing to lose but just think about it. People are out there who will coax you and encourage you to believe that what you saw is real but think about it...
Stress+fear+environment+known human phenomenon vs true giant man beast of epic size.
Would the smell still be lingering there? I mean, I could not tell because I still had the smell in my nose.