01 Feb 3 Scary Stories from Reddit Nosleep
Back in college a buddy and I were hanging out in our dorm room, smoking some weed and chilling. We get on the topic of creepypastas and stuff, and I mention that I’ve heard some really creepy skinwalker stories. My buddy gets really quiet out of nowhere.
“I saw one, once. Up close and personal. That shit is real, bro.” Of course I asked him to tell me more. He said he didn’t like talking about it, but eventually opened up.
So his story took place back in the summer before he left for college. Him and his high school friend group had planned a big “last hurrah” camping trip. He was from Scottsdale, AZ and I think he said they only drove a good hour and a half outside the city, to one of their friend’s parents’ ranching properties.
There’s about eight people in their group and everyone shows up around the same time in three separate cars. Around when they show up, it’s already starting to get dark, so they set up their tents and a campfire and start drinking and smoking.
This one dude in their group, let’s call him Tim, is being a little more quiet than usual. My buddy asks him what’s wrong and he says something like “I don’t feel good, just a little under the weather today.” Regardless, they start making brats and are all having a good time.
Then out of nowhere, everyone notices Tim is gone. Just totally vanished. Nobody even saw him leave even though everyone was relatively close to the fire. The group starts calling his name, thinking he’s pranking everyone. Then they start to get worried once Tim has been gone for over an hour.
So my friend and a couple others go out into the hills to search for him. They walk around for a good 15 minutes calling his name before they finally get a response.
It’s not Tim: instead, they hear the familiar howl of a coyote. And it’s answered by a couple other coyotes. My buddy says he was a little worried at this point that Tim might have gotten dragged off by the wild animals. Everyone in their group was paranoid because there’s no way Tim could have gone missing without anyone noticing, just no way.
They hear another howl, suddenly. It’s longer than the others. And different in that it sounds off, like if someone had a recording of a coyote howling and decided to play it. My friend’s blood ran cold when the howl ended in a sort of hacking laughter. And unlike the howl, the laughter sounded close. Like, 20 feet away close. The group starts frantically looking around, convinced Tim is out there fucking with them. He isn’t. They don’t see anyone.
They return to the fire a little shaken up. Everyone is really starting to get worried at this point. The group starts considering calling the police when suddenly a truck pulls up to the campsite.
It’s Tim’s truck. Tim steps out of it and is wondering why everyone has been freaking out. Tim says he’s sorry, he got off work two hours late and hurried out to the ranch as fast as he could. This is when the group realizes that Tim didn’t carpool there with anyone.
As if on queue, they hear another long, drawn-out howl just like the other one. At that point the group noped the fuck out of there. They ended up paying to camp in a designated campground and the night went on as normal. But my friend still says he thinks about when he asked Tim if he was alright. He claims that at the time he could definitely tell something was off about Tim but didn’t think anything of it. But now he’s 100% convinced that “Tim” was some sort of skinwalker entity impersonating his friend for shits and giggles. How the creature knew what Tim looked and sounded like… well he has no explanation for that. Maybe it just got inside their heads.