Description

I used to be an avid bass fisherman until July 7, 2023. I preferred fishing either very early or late in search of big bass. That morning, unable to sleep, I decided to head out at 3 AM to my favorite hidden spot—an isolated area with no houses or cars, where fishing wasn’t permitted.
I loaded my kayak onto my dolly and trekked about a mile through the woods to reach the launch point. Along the way, I heard all kinds of wildlife: frogs, crickets, deer, and more. Yet, once I launched my kayak, an eerie silence enveloped me.
I navigated through a small inlet that led to a vast body of water surrounded by 20 square miles of woods. As I emerged from the inlet into the open water, I noticed what looked like another fisherman's headlamp. But soon, more lights appeared.
What started as one light multiplied into two, then three, and eventually four. I’ve never felt so shaken to my core. I still can’t explain what I witnessed, but it left me deeply traumatized. I haven’t fished since.