Ghost Story # 2…Keith Alvey’s Ghost Story

 Here it goes. Back in 1994 my brother drug me off to go deer hunting at the Higginson Henry wildlife preserve.I didn’t want to go, not my idea of a fun Sunday afternoon. It was November,  still slightly warm and sunny. We walked about 2 miles back into the forest.we came to a clearing ,basically a field surrounded by woods on all sides. We both set down up against trees facing the south end of the field,id say it was about 3 o’clock . As we set and waited my brother soon passed out asleep. I however had the pleasure of setting and staring at the opposite end of the woods. Soon I began to notice something strange about a tree at the opposite end of the field.
I was probably at least a football field away from the tree so I could make it out with the naked eye. It appeared that out of the left hand side of the tree… a boar’s head was sticking out of the tree. I pulled my rifle up so I could look through the scope and I could make out the tusk, snout, eyes and ears of a huge boar. But the odd thing is the tree was only probably 3 feet across so I should have been able to see the boars ass end and hind legs. But of course I couldn’t or this would have just been a story about me seeing a stupid wild pig.
I set and contemplated shooting …but as an avid Stephen king reader I contemplated what if whatever I was looking at didn’t die if I shot  and as the sunlight grew dimmer the head of this thing seemed to be slowly moving from the side of the tree to actually facing me .
It was now near dusk, the light was slowly dieing and my fucking brother was just snoring away. I peeped into the scope again and sure enough the boar was staring me eye to eye and the thing I recall about the eyes was that they where a dim green.
Something was still telling me not to shoot and then just to make things even more fucked up I looked up and saw a nice fat full moon rising in the sky. That’s when I noticed that the naked tree branches began to make the shapes of skulls….not just faint I guess if you look at a certain way it looks like a skull ….but no doubt about it skulls.
Finally though as if by some act of God my brother woke up and asked if I’d seen anything. I said no cause I just wanted to get the hell outta there.
I didn’t look back I just hurried out of the woods. It’s really hard to actually explain what I saw. I wasn’t on drugs… No drinky. Nothing… Stone cold sober. I have never gone back to Higgingson Henry and really dont want to.

 

Keith Alvey