u/Creative_Carob4922

So I male 40 and my pal male 43 and our other friend male 39, keep trying to start small businesses and the other neighbour keeps shutting them down.
Our neighbour keeps trying to get us put in jail and we keep trying to ruin his life.

We have tried a refurbishing business a horticultural business a hotel business.
We tried a gardening business a paving business a health spa business even a gas station. We tried so many it’s hard to name them all.

But every time we get going this guy shows up and ruins business either by making a scene or causing a disruption.

He’s called the cops he’s smashed our stuff he tries to fight us physically. He’s took one of our friends pets. He’s smashed our friends house he’s completely out of control.
He’s always peeking and watching us and spying on us. Then soon as things get going he shows up drunk and ruins everything.
We can’t take it any more and might have to move out of the community. We have poured pee on him set him up and tried to have him put in jail But him and his boyfriend deserve it.
Edit : can spell to good

So this happened about 17 years ago in Alberta Canada , It was probably early March late February. Still very snowy out about 2’ deep in the woods but I remember it being a bit warm maybe -12c

Ok here’s what happened.
So a good friend of mine wanted to hang out on a Saturday night about 9pm. She wanted to go to the bar and drink.
But it was such a nice night out and I loved to go into the woods at night. So I convinced her to get her snow pants on and go for a fire.

I pick her up in my old truck and we drive outta the small town we lived in down a few dirt roads to a spot I’ve hiked before only about 15km from home but still out in the woods .

Everything is going well we park and hike though the snow down into a river valley. We cross a river still mostly frozen. I find a spot big pine had fallen made for a nice bench and plenty of branches to burn.

So I kick out a big circle in the snow clean off a nice spot for her to sit, and begin to build a fire. The fire is going good nice and high It’s a beautiful night clear skies moons bright no wind.

So I’m keeping the fire going and trying to look cool with my axe and she’s having whisky’s , I’m not it was terrible R&R so I only had a couple sips. We are chatting about all the stuff that’s been going on but it starts to lull in conversation. So I start to think she’s going to get bored and wanna leave. That’s when I decided to spice things up.

Now this is where the story gets strange and I know people are throwing around creepy pasta on this sort of thing but. This 100 % happed to me.

So I get the fire roaring and ask if she’s ever heard of Swift Runner and his story ? She just laughs and says no go on.

I start the true story of the events that happened coincidentally not that far from where we were.
I tell her about how he and his wife ,kids, mother in law and brother in law had a trap line in the area.
How in the spring he came back to the fort in Fort Saskatchewan without his family and how people got suspicious about his story of his family starving to death.
Apparently he looked well fed and the rcmp took him to his camp site where they found the remains of his whole family.
That he had eaten and claimed he was possessed by the windagoo. To my best knowledge he was the first person hung in Fort Saskatchewan.

Well she just laughed and said all that was just a big fake story. I said no it’s real and Winnie is out there in the woods roaming for its next victim. She was not scared at all and I being an idiot wanted to scare her.
So I said I’ll prove it. I’ll call him in and you can see for yourself.

I stoked the fire and started dancing around the fire chanting and stomping like an Cree Indian . I kept this up for about 10 minutes
That’s when I noticed a loud sound like rumbling down the river valley it was far but kept moving closer.
The wind picked up from dead still to 30 kmh the four foot fire was blowing completely sideways and I began to panic. The sound kept getting louder and closer like a freight train through the woods.
I told her we gotta go now.
Then literal spruce trees began snapping and falling not small ones like the sound of felling big timber.
The sound rumbling the wind blowing the trees snapping just kept getting louder and closer. I was terrified.

I said I’m leaving right now come or stay I don’t care. I started skidadalling out of there as fast as I could.
I jumped the bank to the river by a beaver dam busted through the ice up to my waist. Just scampered out and kept running trough 2’of snow. I looked back she was falling behind , but I did not care. I just yelled hurry up I went straight up an embankment about 50yrds and a 30% incline and ended up out on the dirt road near the truck.
I fired it up and was about to just leave her but I didn’t I waited and she came out right after.

I remember while I was waiting that minute or two there was no wind no sounds just a calm night. She got in laughing still thinking it was all a big funny joke. We drove off home.

I used to love the woods at night in the winter having fires all alone I’d do it weekly no problem never scared.
I haven’t done it at night since that day.