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>be me
>early November in Virginia mountains
>22 year old airman home from second deployment
>go innawoods to cousins property to camp/larp with wasr 10
>cousin is dads age in his 60's (important later)
>hike mile in and set up camp
>all going to plan good fire and vibes on local bluegrass radio station
>poor e4 so no nods at time just light on my rifle
>hear howling that gets closer turn on light to pack of yotes, yell and they leave
>cold is setting in snow/freezing rain coming
>turn in for night and go to sleep
>awoken at 2 AM to the sound of my cousins voice yelling, "Hey Anon!"
>I yell back, "Yea Bill?"
>instantly realize that its strange that my 60+ year old cousins out in a freezing rain storm
>clutch wasr 10 in hand and sit up, adrenaline wears off, I pass out
>next morning wake up wasr 10 in hand and freezing
>dress and hike down the mountain
>ask Bill if he was innawoods thinking he was checking on me
>he says no, he had taken his son to physical therapy and went to bed at 8pm
>he says, "Those woods can do weird things to you"
>mfw I know he has experienced something here as well
>this comes up now as I learn that near by is an ancient Indian site of unknown origin
>I'm returning to solo camp again soon, wish me luck
