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>My brother and I were out gigging frogs late one night.
>We're telling each other spooky stories and generally just trying to freak each other out.
>Walking along this creek that connects to a little pond to a larger swampy area, all of it surrounded by woods.
>he asks me if I heard that noise coming from the trees on the other side of the creek
>I assume he's fucking with me and ignore him
>a few minutes pass
>suddenly there's rustling that direction and it sounds big
>probably just a white tail or black bear getting some water
>still puts me on edge and my head lamp feels useless against the darkness in those trees
>RRRRRRAAAAAAAGH!
>this fucking horrifying scream from maybe a few feet behind me out of nowhere
>instantly the woods infront of me too explode with activity
>I'm sitting my pants and clutching my little frog stabbing spear which feels like a toy in the face of danger
>bushes rustling all around us like crazy
>then everything goes quiet
>takes me a minute to process and stop having pure adrenaline pump through me
Turns out my brother was scanning around with his bigger spotlight and shone it on a fox that was right behind us, it's screamed, which in turn spooked whatever big animals were on the other side of the creek that trampled the shit out of the bushes getting away as the fox darted off too. We had a good laugh about it but there was about thirty seconds where I really thought I was gonna have a fight to the death with some beast.
Pic taken where the creek joins the swamp a little ways away. It also would have been much darker out too.
