What you're about to hear is a firsthand account of an encounter sent to us through our website at bigfoot classified dot com or the squatch line at eight seven eight squatch. That's eight seven eight seven seven eight two eight two four. And now for the encounter. My name's Mikhail. I'm a lot of the story I have to share is about the the almost, the almosty. This happened in two thousand and one, so I was eight at the time. Um. But what what happened just kind of I don't sweep next to windows
anymore because of it, even did this day. UM, I will always move by bed away from windows. UM. So it was me and my parents. We we lived been a really small small village um in Siberia. Um. Actual village name is called the rodolfka Um. And this was in March. We were we were hiking up a trail in the woods and my dad, I just remember, he stopped us. And keep in mind this he was in the military for almost twenty years. I think he spent four
years in the regular army and the rest was in the um. In this in this spetsmas. So he was not somebody who was easily intimidated but he just kind of stopped us and just kind of instructed us to like start walking backwards. And uh, and he was just looking at something. I didn't see what he was looking at at the time, but he um, he acted really really insecure. We ended up heading back home. I didn't see anything, but I definitely could as we were walking down the trail, I
could have like smell a weird kind of kind of smell it. Um. The best way I can describe it is is kind of like a smoky, kind of kind of kind of smell, like of like an old old fire that had like burned out, but it was like that mixed with like rotten food or some sort of garbage. It was really really pungent. Um. I just remember smelling that as we were walking by, walking down the trail,
and I could hear stuff kind of moving around in the brush. But like I said, again, I didn't I didn't end up seeing anything. Uh. What it ended up happening later that night was the really spooky part. So the way that our house was set up was um. The area where I slept was on like in a loft pretty much. Um because the way most Russian houses and you know, out there because it gets so cold.
Is they set up like the bedding above like in a house like chimney area, said, I way, it like stays nice and like warm. So sleeping up there in like this loft area with a little tiny window um above above my head that you know, would slide open and stuff. Um, I always like sleeping air because I liked the fresh air. But we had a woodpile outside um alongside of the house. But this window was at
least you know, seven or eight feet in the in the air. Um. What I'm sorry, What ended up happening was I was sleeping that night after we got back, and I guess something had slid open the window and it reached down and it wrapped onto my face and was attempting to pull me out of the window. I remember trying to scream, but it had its hand bike around my jaw, the bottom of my jaw, so I couldn't really scream, so it was muffled. Thank god, my dad woke up.
I don't remember a whole hell of a lot that Night's really kind of fuzzy for me, but I do remember my dad screaming, swearing, my mom crying, and what I was saying, was my my dad ran out of the house and he I remember hearing multiple gunshots he fired, um, and then this this horrible noise. Um. It was it wasn't like anything I had ever heard. It was almost like a bellow. UM. Trying
to trying to think of how to explain it. It was kind of similar to a way of a man would kind of roar, but it was it was a lot a lot deeper, and it just had this echo to it. UM. I don't I don't even know how to describe it. It was. It's it was just very very strange, very large sounding. UM. But whatever it was, it let go and ran off. UM. My dad will never tell me what that was. Um, he just will. He just absolutely refuses to talk about that night. And my mom the
same thing. They just they just absolutely refused to talk about that incident at all. UM. I kind of got a little bit out of my dad when I got him, when I got him drinking out my twenty first birthday. UM, I got a little bit of details out of him. He said that he wasn't exactly sure what it was, but it was large, covered in like a brownish hair. Um, but it was it was hair
that was like longer than it bears and it was bipedal. Um. But after after that, UM, him and probably about twenty other people got together and they went out into the uh, into the woods and just kind of like what. They were gone for three or four days. Um. But they came back and I don't know if they ever found anything. None of them would talk about it. Ah, But I to this day, I
have never encountered anything like that again. UM. But yeah, now, and now I've lived in the US and it's uh, well it's less uh le's interesting at night, UM. I mean the most will get woken up by here. It's like a dog barking or something. But yeah, I uh yeah, that's my story. I'm sorry it took so long, but
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