I was up early –earlier than I should have been. I woke up at 2:30 (AM, not PM), in anticipation of a comet predicted to pass over our house. Normally I would have just stayed in bed, but for some reason I grabbed my hiking stick, and next thing I knew I was out in the night waiting for a streak of ice to peel across the sky. So I sat outside in the middle of a field waiting. The comet never came. Eventually a fog rolled in, and clouds formed to block out the sky. I wasn’t going to be able to see it even if it was just running late. I wasn’t tired, and decided to take a walk through the forest. As I was walking about the fog enveloped trees, I remembered a reoccurring nightmare. I was standing in the dream. The fog, the lighting, the trees… it was all just right. Then I remembered another detail… something about a mountain lion. As I stared into the darkness, I knew what happened next: I was going to turn on my flashlight, point it ahead of me, and look into the gleaming eyes of a mountain lion. At this point my head started swimming and I was debating whether I would turn on the light, or hide in the darkness. Eventually, I said to myself, “Whatever. I’m gonna do it.”
I switched on the light. I saw a large pair of cat eyes staring back at me. My heart stopped for a good 5 seconds. Everything stopped, but the wondering carried on. I wasn’t sure how this all turned out. I always woke up before the lion pounced. I clutched my Maglite , ready to beat the brains out of the next forest beast that came within my vicinity. As I stepped forward to get in a fighting stance, the eyes disappeared and there was a brief rustle in the leaves. A whitetail deer gave a warning cry and bolted past me. I laughed to myself. It was only a deer! I decided I had enough of the forest, and the fog, and the creatures in it, and walked home. At first, I thought it really was just the deer I had caught with my flashlight beam, and that the rustling was only a whitetail, as afraid as I was. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized the the deer was likely running from something worse than me. After all, it ran right by me, rather than away. Not long after that night, I found a deer carcass on the South side of our farm, apparently carved out by a giant cat. But the most intriguing part of all was that the carcass was found in the same area where the whitetail had fled on that one foggy night.
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