I would like to warn you immediately before getting too far into this summary. There are many strange things that have happened to us within the nights of this trip and several previous nights. Strange things that we can't explain. We are not going to immediately jump to conclusions, however it is quite interesting to note that all this activity has recently taken place.

What I am about to write to you is absolutely, 100% exactly what happened. All of us will swear on our lives that this is true. Some of it may be a bit unbelievable, but it really happened.We're not going to try and cram our ideas and theories down your throat. Feel free to form your own opinions. Just take all the information into consideration first...

Off on the trip:

So we met up at work at around 10 or 11am and headed out to Jackson. We didn't find much out there, except for these strange tracks that looked like deer with claws. We decided that we should return to Jackson later on that night, and we picked out a small plot that would be perfect for our intentions. Then we packed up our stuff and headed out to Toms River. Shawn had to work that evening, so he left and it was just me, Jim, and Mike for the remainder of the hunt. The three of us stopped off at the same park that we had heard all the strange things from a few nights before. This time, since we had daylight on our side, we weren't half as freaked out, and calmly walked back into the area to scout out the terrain.

We immediately stumbled onto something noticeable within the first 10 feet into the woods. On Devil Hunt #6, I reported that Jim and I heard something drop behind us, something that sounded like a baseball hitting the ground. And lo and behold, right in the area that we had heard the sound, there sat a tennis ball. It is true that there is a recreational park not too far beyond the woods, but there is no way it could have come from there. The noise we heard would have been much greater if the tennis ball had been thrown from the field, due to the immense distance. Besides, we heard the noise around 2:30am - the recreational fields close at dusk, and there was no one else in the park at the time. I got chills when I saw the ball... Jim and Mike also agreed that it sounded like a ball dropping from a tree above. We tested it, and the sound was remarkably similar.

Next thing we found: the entire area was covered in prints. They could have been deer prints, we weren't sure (we didn't have Shawn with us to determine that, either). We were just surprised to find so many in an area that is usually frequented by a lot of people on a daily basis.

Here comes the unbelievable part...

We were walking calmly throughout the woods, surveying the area. We were heading east, and at that point had only heard a little amount of rustling in the bushes, which could have just been squirrels. Off in the distance, a few dogs were barking frantically. And then we heard it. Coming from the western direction behind us, we heard something that none of us have ever heard before in our lives. A sound that gave us chills. We heard a high pitched screeching noise, similar to a woman screaming but without the human aspects of a voice. It was a shrill noise, very loud for its distance. None of us could come up with any explanation for it, either. The screech lasted for about 2-3 seconds, starting off high in pitch and ending at a slightly lower (yet still high) tone. We all turned, and gazed off in the direction for any signs of movement. Nothing. The noise had originated too far from our location to see what could have been causing it.