I am walking through the woods with my parents and two other people. I don't see the faces of these other and do not even recall the gender. One of these people says to the other "you will die on this trip." I begin to feel very nervous as our group meanders through the forest. As I look in the trees above me, I notice a man hanging by his legs, swinging from limb to limb with his arms reaching down at our group.
I don't know why, but at this point in time I begin to feel like the other member of my party was wrong...I was the one who was going to die. The man swinging from the trees then reaches down and grabs me by the hair.
He must be really strong because my feet are coming off the ground and I am flying through the air.
I forget something in this part because the next thing I know I am running through the woods after the rest of my group. By the time I catch up to them, I am totally out of breath. I sit down on a rock and begin to explain to them that a man has been chasing me. They start asking me questions as if they think I'm crazy...
The man (he was wearing a blue and black flannel shirt with a bright orange hunting cap) was walking towards us but everyone else's back was turned towards him. I started screaming and my parents starting asking me what was wrong. I said "he's behind you" but they just kept staring at me. He began to walk through them towards me. He walked right in front of my mom and she didn't even blink. I was the only one who could see him. He gets close enough to me for me to notice he has no pupil or iris in his eyes, just pure white.
At this point I was woken up by a friend who said I was screaming in my sleep.
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I kinda wanna pull your hair too, but in a good way.
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