in May of 1815 a group of fur Trappers were making their way along the Big Creek river in what is now Washington State near the Big Creek Falls area when they came across an abandoned Camp it was obvious to them the camp belonged to another group of Trappers but appeared to have been empty for some time they searched the camp and found a journal hidden under a rock that was under a beaver pelt the man who found it kept it and passed it down through his family written in it were the disturbing events that took
place to the group in May and June of 18 12 spanning a month or more the journal belonged to a man by the name of John Patrick Henry of the Pacific Fur Company this is his story it's been transcribed to modern day English I believe the day is June 2nd but I'm not for certain what's happened to us over the last few weeks and continues to happen is something none of us could have ever comprehended we're all confused and frightened none of us know what to do anymore we're all so tired there were nine of
us we're now down to 7 I fear we will continue dwindling when we began this journey I was quite acquainted with three of the men having trap with them before but the others were strangers we came to the spot we're at now several weeks ago and began trapping the area 4 days after arriving we trapped it out so we decided to move Downstream the following day the day it started that morning was like all others before we awoke cooked breakfast had some coffee packed our gear for the journey Downstream then left it was slow goinging
as we walked along the river as we had more weight now from the Fresh beaver pelts we didn't have a plan as to how far we'd go just until we found more impoundments we'd been going for some time as it was mid-afternoon when we came to a set of thick pine trees that looked like a wall stretching out as far as we could see I was in the rear but could hear one of the men angrily blurt out as I went through the trees and into the clearing what in the bloody hell is going on
I was exhausted and breathing hard so it took me minute to fully understand why he was angry there on the ground in front of us were the remnants of a recently built fire I started looking around and everything seemed familiar then it hit me we're back at the camp we left this morning this can't be I thought this is a damn camp we left this morning said Ephraim who's the leader of our group hogwash it's not possible responded Samuel take a closer look you coot you see the carving on the tree over there Carson put
yesterday replied Ephraim my ear started ringing as the men began to argue about what happened and how we could have possibly ended up back at our previous Camp when we were obviously following the river Downstream this makes absolutely no sense I thought to myself we set our gear and pelts down as we were all exhausted I then went and sat down against a tree slightly away from everyone as I watched them continue to argue about what was happening as I sat there I pondered the possibilities and thought maybe we did just go in a circle
or somehow got turned around and went back the way we came whatever it was we really had no choice but to spend another night there and leave again in the morning when morning came like before we ate gathered our things then left this time though Ephraim took the lead as the rest of us followed as we walked along I remembered specific landmarks to my right from the previous day which to me meant we didn't get turned around no one said anything about it though not wanting to argue but I suspect some of them knew it
as well this time I was paying closer attention to my surroundings when the wall of thick pine trees came into view I almost shouted out we should walk around them but everyone was tired so I kept my mouth shut I was in the rear again as I'm the slowest and was lagging further behind this time before I even reached the trees I heard Ephraim yelling something but couldn't make out exactly what he was saying so I picked up the pace as I stepped into the clearing I couldn't believe my own eyes we were right back
at the camp again epim threw his musket down and started going hysterical he picked up some dead branches breaking them against trees as he shouted cursed things the rest of us stood there silent and dumbfounded thinking this was impossible what sort of Witchcraft is this I mumbled quietly to myself the devil is at play here said Duncan you don't know that something is definitely a miss here though responded Carson what else could it be asked Duncan it's not the devil damn it we're cursed said Ephraim angrily it took a spell for Ephraim to calm down
so we could discuss what we should do next after a long heated discussion we made the decision to go back Upstream the following day and find a different tributary to trap everyone was mostly quiet in Camp that night I remember staring at the fire and having dark thoughts about what was actually going on I was startled awake the next morning as I heard hey Carson and Duncan are gone shouted Alton what in the blazes are you going on about yelled Ephraim as he rolled over and sad up they're gone but their gear is still here
replied Alton I jumped up to look and could see Duncan's moccasins and Carson's boots next to their bed rolls no man could walk through these mountains without their boots I said aloud I was now panic-stricken as I did my best to hide it from the other men something very wrong was happening and I wanted to leave the area get up men we're leaving now yelled Ephraim as he stood up as he gazed down at their bed rolls he said I don't know what happened to Duncan and Carson but we're not sticking around here I'm guessing
they left on their own accord we quickly gathered our things and left without having breakfast we wanted to put some distance between us and that camp as we walked Upstream we talked and laughed trying to make light of the situation I was starting to feel a sense of relief but couldn't stop thinking about Carson and Duncan no one I mean no one would go through the mountains without their gear especially their boots maybe they lost their minds I told myself it was midafternoon when we came around a small hill and what I saw made me
nearly drop my musket there in front of us was the wall of pine trees bloody hell this can't be grumbled Ephraim like before I was about to say we should go around when he said we'll try going around the damn thing this time even after he said that I still felt like something was wrong we' been going in the opposite direction but still came to the wall of Pines we turned and started heading west going for quite a ways but the wall of trees was still there after a while we came to the bottom of
a hill and stopped to take a rest before climbing it no one said anything as we rested I suspect everyone was deep in thought wondering if this nightmare was ever going to end when we made it to the top my heart sank and a sense of dread filled up inside me as we looked down in the small Valley the nightmare seemed like it would never end the wall of Pines was there in front of us and seemed to go on forever as far as we could see my mind then went to another place to try
and cope with what was going on as the men started arguing again rather it was the Devil Himself or some sort of Witchcraft it made no difference whatever it was it was in fact happening we were stuck in a Perpetual nightmare we were aways from the river and needed water so we decided to go back to where we turned West and go through the wall of Pines it was almost dark when we made it back before going through we looked at each other and I could see Ephraim look frightened which was unlike him to show
any emotion other than anger I imagine he was blaming himself being being he was in charge let's get this over with he said as he proceeded to walk through as we followed like before after passing through the trees we were back at Camp something came to mind as I passed through and into the clearing what if I go back so I turned and walked back but ended up at the same place I just left at that point everyone was mentally and physically exhausted we dropped our gear made a fire ate dinner then went to bed
the next day instead of trying to leave the area we put our efforts towards finding deer and Elk to eat as we were running out of meat we had long talks about what to do but no one could agree on how we get out of this or what to do we decided to hunker down and focus on nothing but survival I think it's the 7th of June I'm not keeping track of time much anymore and I haven't written in here for several days yesterday something unfathomable happened to four of the men Ephraim and three others
decided to see if they could find a way out while the rest of us remained it was Midday I was sitting by the campfire by myself while Alton and Olan were off fetching wood not too far from Camp when I saw something out of the corner of my eye staggering towards me from the trees I immediately stood up grabbed my musket and took aim Ephraim is that you I said as I lowered my musket I could barely recognize his face as it was disfigured and bloody it was then I noticed both of his hands had
been cut off and his Entre were hanging down below his belt he then walked up to the fire and collapsed next to it it I quickly knelt down and rolled him over asking what had happened he was trying to say something but could barely breathe and blood was flowing out of his mouth as he took his last breath I yelled out to Olen and Alton to come quick a few minutes later they came running back this can't be happening said Alton as his voice trembled it indeed is happening I'm afraid responded Olan we need to
go find the others I said as my voice trembled with fear all right but we stick together replied Olan we grabbed our muskets and took off going the Ephraim had come back to camp we formed a skirmish line with our weapons at the ready as we crept along through the forest we had no idea what to expect but I kept thinking We Were Somehow next we walked along the river for a while before I caught sight of what looked like a piece of clothing on the ground in some bushes I whistled and pointed letting them
know I saw something up ahead as we got close enough I could see it was Samuel's blue shirt it was quite torn but there was no blood on it which I thought was strange jent look at that what is that asked Alton as he pointed to the tree the shirt was next to there was something carved on it something I'd never before in my life seen it was a circle with some letters around it that read b l and some strange symbols inside it whatever it is that's out there I hope it doesn't find us
said Olen in a distressed tone hey you guys look over there shouted Alton as he took off running we quickly followed him and didn't go far before he stopped in his tracks and was staring at something on the ground next to a large tree there on the ground was a naked bloody body of Amil one of the four men who'd gone to find a way out his body had the same horrific injuries as heh from on the tree were the same letters and symbols the only difference was he had the letters a l Written in
Blood on his chest Olen crossed himself and began to pray There's Something Wicked at play here he said after he finished we need to bury them I uttered quietly I didn't care anymore and had accepted the fact I was also going to die let's go back to Camp we'll bury him tomorrow today we bury Ephraim said Alton as he turned and began heading towards Camp when we made it back to camp we buried Ephraim next to the river where the ground was soft and easy to dig the following day we buried a mill next to
him over the next several days I couldn't get the letters a that were on a Mill's chest out of my head what did they mean did whoever kill him write them or did aill write them before his hands were cut off last night some nothing strange happened I was sleeping when I suddenly woke up to Alton standing above me staring down at me I asked him what was wrong but he only gave me a menacing smile then went and laid back down today as I was sitting by the fire cooking lunch while Olen and Alton
were out getting meat it hit me I now know what the letters Al stand for I know my time on this Earth is coming to a close we've tried several more times to get past the wall of pines and to no avail I'm going to hide this book and pray someone finds it so our deaths will not be forgotten a stands for Alton I have reason to believe he is a demon of sorts that was a final sentence in John's journal the journal also had a crude drawing of the symbol they found on the trees
aside from the journal the men found the graves of Ephraim and ail as well as the two trees that had the symbols and letters on them for more scary horror stories please subscribe
