Serious Problem in SoCal
Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 4:54 am
While this is only my second post here I figured it was about time I made myself known. Normally I would have no need to discuss what goes on with my team and myself here in SoCal, but recent events have caused me to seek out assistance, a lot of assistance. And from what I can tell, you are the people to come to.
I really don’t know how to start explaining the events of last weekend, but here is what I can say from what happened. A large group, at least thirty or more, of what I would have to classify as demons has moved into my area sometime in mid-December. I have no idea what they are, as I’ve never seen or studied anything that mentions or explains these creatures, however I don’t question how dangerous they are. These creatures killed six heavily armed psychic investigators in less than five minutes. While any description I could give wouldn’t explain much, I will explain further on. I was a little too busy running for my life to take detailed notes.
My team and I were investigating a report of slaughtered horses on a ranch in a rural part of East San Diego County. Our investigation led us to an abandon barn in a valley roughly half a mile from where the horses were killed. Upon arrival we discovered a pack of five demonic dogs, “Hell Hounds” if you will, feasting on the corpse of a deer. We quickly neutralized them and decided to make a search the area just in case there were more monsters lurking around. We should have just left. James, our group’s psychic pyro, discovered a cave partially covered by some brush, upon moving the brush all hell broke loose. I heard James cry out as something came from the cave and grabbed him, but by the time I turned around it was too late, the creature that had grabbed him had torn him apart. After the first one had cleared the mouth of the cave a flood of them came running out. These creatures were easily 8 feet tall and heavily muscled humanoids. They had dark yellow, almost golden colored skin, long black claws on their hands, and large black wings. Those are all the details I saw before I opened fire with my M-16. It would have been a boost to the group’s morale if the bullets they were firing had done more than miniscule damage to the creatures. After our healer and out physical psychic went down I, along with the remaining team members, decided running might be a good idea. Lana, or group sensitive and I made a break for my Jeep which was parked with the rest of the groups vehicles in a clearing at the end of an old dirt road just through a stand of trees about 300 feet from where we were standing. I could hear what I guessed were some of the creatures taking to the air, I could almost feel the force of their flapping wings. Lana and I made it to the trees when we heard another team member cry out, I’m not sure who it was, I didn’t want to look back. Something swooped down from about and crashed into the trees and we were running through them, one of the fell only a few inches to my left. A second later Lana and I cleared the trees and made it into my Jeep. I started it up and got going down that dirt road as fast as I could but it was almost to no avail. Two of the creatures came down on top of my Jeep from the sky and started tearing the roof and right side apart. Despite my best efforts and a few shots from my .45 the monsters tore most of the roof and the passenger door off the Jeep, mind you, my Jeep was a 1991 Cherokee Sport. Before I could stop or even shoot one of the tore Lana out of the vehicle, seat and all. After that all I remember is the tree I hit. I woke under a pile of leaves, plants and dirt when the sun came up. I must have been thrown 25 feet clear of the Jeep when it hit. I barely managed to crawl back to the wreckage and find my satellite phone to call in someone to get me. While I could be better off, at least I’m not dead. I have no idea what became of the rest of my team but I would imagine the worst sense none of them have contacted me.
I need people down here, anyone, everyone, someone. I could care about the means of elimination, these creatures present a serious threat to my city and possible to everyone else. However, like I said previously, I only saw roughly thirty of them, there may be many more. We won’t know until a group can go in and investigate. Someone please help before more good people end up dead.
Thank you for reading…
- Nighthunter Diel
I really don’t know how to start explaining the events of last weekend, but here is what I can say from what happened. A large group, at least thirty or more, of what I would have to classify as demons has moved into my area sometime in mid-December. I have no idea what they are, as I’ve never seen or studied anything that mentions or explains these creatures, however I don’t question how dangerous they are. These creatures killed six heavily armed psychic investigators in less than five minutes. While any description I could give wouldn’t explain much, I will explain further on. I was a little too busy running for my life to take detailed notes.
My team and I were investigating a report of slaughtered horses on a ranch in a rural part of East San Diego County. Our investigation led us to an abandon barn in a valley roughly half a mile from where the horses were killed. Upon arrival we discovered a pack of five demonic dogs, “Hell Hounds” if you will, feasting on the corpse of a deer. We quickly neutralized them and decided to make a search the area just in case there were more monsters lurking around. We should have just left. James, our group’s psychic pyro, discovered a cave partially covered by some brush, upon moving the brush all hell broke loose. I heard James cry out as something came from the cave and grabbed him, but by the time I turned around it was too late, the creature that had grabbed him had torn him apart. After the first one had cleared the mouth of the cave a flood of them came running out. These creatures were easily 8 feet tall and heavily muscled humanoids. They had dark yellow, almost golden colored skin, long black claws on their hands, and large black wings. Those are all the details I saw before I opened fire with my M-16. It would have been a boost to the group’s morale if the bullets they were firing had done more than miniscule damage to the creatures. After our healer and out physical psychic went down I, along with the remaining team members, decided running might be a good idea. Lana, or group sensitive and I made a break for my Jeep which was parked with the rest of the groups vehicles in a clearing at the end of an old dirt road just through a stand of trees about 300 feet from where we were standing. I could hear what I guessed were some of the creatures taking to the air, I could almost feel the force of their flapping wings. Lana and I made it to the trees when we heard another team member cry out, I’m not sure who it was, I didn’t want to look back. Something swooped down from about and crashed into the trees and we were running through them, one of the fell only a few inches to my left. A second later Lana and I cleared the trees and made it into my Jeep. I started it up and got going down that dirt road as fast as I could but it was almost to no avail. Two of the creatures came down on top of my Jeep from the sky and started tearing the roof and right side apart. Despite my best efforts and a few shots from my .45 the monsters tore most of the roof and the passenger door off the Jeep, mind you, my Jeep was a 1991 Cherokee Sport. Before I could stop or even shoot one of the tore Lana out of the vehicle, seat and all. After that all I remember is the tree I hit. I woke under a pile of leaves, plants and dirt when the sun came up. I must have been thrown 25 feet clear of the Jeep when it hit. I barely managed to crawl back to the wreckage and find my satellite phone to call in someone to get me. While I could be better off, at least I’m not dead. I have no idea what became of the rest of my team but I would imagine the worst sense none of them have contacted me.
I need people down here, anyone, everyone, someone. I could care about the means of elimination, these creatures present a serious threat to my city and possible to everyone else. However, like I said previously, I only saw roughly thirty of them, there may be many more. We won’t know until a group can go in and investigate. Someone please help before more good people end up dead.
Thank you for reading…
- Nighthunter Diel