This could be a stretch to ask this buuut... would you be able to make a segment for only spooky stories that drops specifically at around 11p.m. on Fridays?? I'm getting goosebumps listening to this is at 3 in the afternoon and I'm annoyed that I feel like I'd be totally freaked out if was close to midnight 😂😂
My old man grew up on a rez and had some creepy ass stories. He said his uncle got taken by something in the night and they never found him. Well, I found his obituary a few years ago, he died in Texas and had just run away from the rez without telling anyone 😂
I’ve got one for you Mark. I grew up in church, always hearing about the supernatural. One phrase was burned into my memory: “Jesus has complete authority over all things.” It stayed with me through childhood, but it wasn’t until I was 12 that I truly understood why. One night, I found myself trapped in a nightmare so vivid and terrifying that it felt like hours. When I finally woke, my heart pounding, I realized something was wrong. I couldn’t open my eyes. I couldn’t move. My body was locked, frozen, paralyzed. Panic engulfed me. I tried to scream for my brother in the next room, but all that came out was a muffled, pathetic murmur. My mouth wouldn’t open. And then I felt it. Two hands pressed down on my shoulders, pinning me deeper into the bed. Even though I couldn’t see, I knew it wasn’t human. I was petrified. The air around me grew thick with something dark, something hateful. I could feel its anger, its malice, pressing down on me. The weight on my chest was unbearable, and I was certain I was sinking into the bed, about to be swallowed whole. It was so close-I could feel its face inches from mine. Desperate, I tried to scream again, for anyone to hear me. But again, only that muffled sound escaped. Then I remembered what I had always been told: ”Jesus has complete authority over all things.” With every ounce of strength in me, I forced out a single word: “JESUS!” Suddenly, the weight lifted. I shot up in bed, gasping for air, my body finally free. And then I saw it-clinging to the corner of my ceiling, its dark form half-hidden in a swirling mass of black smoke. We locked eyes for a moment, and I could see its fear. It was shocked that I had called on Jesus. Its eyes, the only visible part of its face, were almost human, wide with terror. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, I shut my eyes, yanked the covers over my head, and prayed all night until I could finally feel the warmth of the morning sun on my blankets. When I peeked out, it was gone. But the story doesn’t end there. Ten years later, at 22, I had moved out into my own apartment. I had grown in my faith, had encountered the supernatural before, but nothing quite like what happened next. It was early morning, just as the sun was rising, when I opened my eyes and felt something familiar in the room. Sitting across from my bed, on my small blue couch, was that same demon. It hadn’t changed. The same black smoke, the same eyes locked onto mine. It was just sitting there, one leg crossed over the other, arm on the armrest of the couch…just…staring at me. As if it were trying to intimidate me by its sheer presence, daring me to react. This time, we stared at each other longer. The silence stretched on, the air thick with a sense of threat. But I wasn’t that terrified child anymore. A story flashed through my mind-something I had read recently about an evangelist named Smith Wigglesworth. One night, he was awakened by a creaking sound downstairs. Wigglesworth took his candle and started down the steps. A foul, deathlike odor filled his nostrils. As he approached the room where the sound came from, he felt the air turn cold. Peering into the room, he saw the source of the creaking: a figure in his rocking chair. As he stepped closer, he saw that it was the devil himself! “Oh, it’s only you,” Wigglesworth said as he blew out his candle and returned to bed. That story bolstered me. Filled me with confidence in God’s sovereignty and authority over everything. I knew I had absolutely nothing to fear with God on my side. So I looked the demon dead in the eyes and said “In the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, I rebuke and command you to get out of my house and never come back. You have no authority here. You are not welcome here. Leave right now.” I didn’t wait to see what happened next. I rolled over and prayed that God would protect me and bring his presence into my home. Peace swept across me. Complete tranquility. I went back to sleep. I’m 34 years old now, and to this day, I’ve never seen that demon again. Why it appeared to me twice, I have no idea-but one thing’s for sure: Jesus has complete authority over all things. -- Thanks for the chance to share my experience. Love the pod and all of the awesome content! - Josiah
That used to happen to me a lot. It's called"old hag syndrome" or "sleep paralysis". Google it. It's scary as hell when it happens and I've had some really scary nights but I haven't had it for years now
I am full Navajo and had have a handful of encounters from childhood to adulthood. I never believed even when I seen them until the last encounter was so surreal that I can’t deny it anymore !
Yah. Sht can be so scary it's traumatizing. U get to a place where u realize u dont know anything about anything. So it's hard to be one of those people that doesn't believe in anything and is always a skeptic for the oppurtunity to say none of that stuff is real. If demons are real. Then wtf isn't. I'm not gonna say something doesn't exist. Good lord. It's fkd up.
@@dilla5020 I was with my ex in area know for lots of sighting and screaming noises on the reservation. Miles from the nearest house. We stayed out all night from 1am - 3am. I was getting scared and had a scary feeling like we were being watched. It was a full moon so our shadows were very visible in the ground. I told my ex that I was genuine scared and I wanted to leave she agreed but at 3am. It was 10 mins away from that time. This all happened within 10 mins, I heard 2 things, animal or people running circles around us fast. Like I was turning my head fast all around us. It kept getting closer but we couldn’t see it and it sounded really heavy. The area had tall bushes about 3 feet high and the sounds got closer. I seen what I can describe as a black energy orb and a white one and it looked as if they were chasing each other. As it got closer it disappeared and manifested itself into a shadow on the ground. At first it was a lizard, then a frog, then a snake. All happening so fast and I walked away from it until it chased me around for a couple minutes. I told my ex to leave and she said no as if she was interested to see what would happens next. Then I look to the cliff and see this tall figure as tall as a tree arms out horizontally and head arched down. Black figure with lots of hair covering its face. I froze close my eyes and told myself it wasn’t real and opened them. It was still there watching us. The figure was illuminated by the really bright moon. Then as it became 2:57 I lied to my ex and said it’s 3am and said let’s leave and she agreed. At the exact time a truck came hauling down the only road directly toward us. Our vehicle was parked at the beginning of the road half a mile away. We duck and hid and ran back to our vehicles never looking back. I was told and I believe that we were at a witching area where these skinwalkers have meetings and ceremonies. And we disrupted and was not supposed to be there. And it smelt like death in that area like really bad. We ran and left in the night. This happened in Mentmore, NM lots of sighting of UFOS, skinwalkers, and even Bigfoot like creatures. Ever since then I can remember this encounter to every detail it was a wild experience
@14:10 Mark, imagine your Skinwalker story from that guys perspective. He's out in the middle of no where possibly camping maybe his car broke down since you said you were by a road and during this you hear a bunch of voices but can't quite make out where they're coming from but as you keep walking it seems to get louder and now you sound like you're right on top of them but it's still dark out and you're not sure if that's just corn stalks in the corn field. Your mind starts racing and your heart starts beating a little faster. You walk a little faster while you're asking yourself, where the fuck are the people talking? Why the fuck are so many people out in the middle of no where? Am I really hearing voices? What the actual fuck man? WHY CANT I SEE THEM? Then, all of sudden all the voices stop. You think you hear whispering but that could just be the wind in the trees. But they were all just talking? Why'd they stop talking? So you speed your walk up even more, moving as fast as you can while walking really putting your body into it but not wanting to run and make noise and make the voices come back so you lock in and focus dead ahead because you keep thinking you're seeing something out of the corner of your eye and you're still not quite sure where the voices went... Yeah dude, I'd bee line the fuck out of there too without looking around if I was that guy 😂
So I grew up in Northern California. I spent more time in nature than not. The most terrifying thing I have been through was in Lassen National Park. There were three girls and one guy who went on this trip. We set up camp, ate dinner, and got a little drunk. We all went to sleep, we had two dogs with us in our tent. At 3-4 in the morning the dogs started running in the tent over all of us barking and woke us all up. About 5 minutes after there was the craziest noise I have ever heard in my life. It sounded like a cougar and a woman screaming but the noise was coming from two places like two of them fighting. I have heard bobcat and cougar calls of all kinds and I do not think that was what our group heard. It was terrifying we packed up at first light. Two of my friends didn't remember it but there were two of us who do, still no idea what happened and having been in California it could have been Sasquatch.
When I was 16, I visited Cambodia with my dad. He had planned the whole trip and told me a little about the itinerary, but not too much detail. We traveled to Phnom Penh and stayed about two blocks away from the Killing Fields. At that point, we hadn’t visited the museum or anything, and he didn’t tell me much-just that we were going to a war museum. The night before our visit, I was sleeping in my own bed. I can still vividly remember what happened. Suddenly, I woke up. The room looked exactly the same, but I noticed something at the bottom of my bed, peeking up at me. Within a split second, my heart dropped. It was an old Asian man with long hair and a beard. He was covered in blood, looked like he had been beaten, and was missing teeth. He was malnourished and frail, and his eyes were haunting. Before I could react, he leapt at me, screaming in a language I didn’t understand. Then I woke up-same bed, same room-but the man was gone. I was panicked and screamed for help, yelling to my dad that there was someone at the end of my bed. I was terrified, sobbing uncontrollably. My dad checked the room and even looked in the hallway, but no one was there. The next day, we visited the Killing Fields, and I learned about the atrocities Pol Pot had committed. It was horrifying to see how millions of innocent people had been t*rtured and m*rdered. Walking through the jail cells, I could still see bloodstains on the floor-left untouched to show the brutal reality of what had happened. At the end of the tour, there were photographs of the prisoners who had been held at the camp. And there he was-the old man from the end of my bed. He looked just as malnourished and beaten as I’d seen him the night before. After seeing everything, I started to believe he might have been stuck and needed help. I can still remember his face so vividly, im 27 now.
I live in southern WV and growing up I loved spending time camping in the woods, taking machetes and axes me and my bestfriend at the time cleared areas, literally trees and brush to make some pretty dope camp grounds. It was awesome, peaceful most of the time. Got a group of friends to go camping on occasion was a nice escape from town and all the bs but yeah it could definitely freak you out at the same time if you get into that mindset. The real monsters we ran into was the wildlife tho mostly coyotes, they seemed more scared of us tho, once a couple panthers went by us we froze but they walked right past us sniffing out a coyotes trail that just went by us. One time we found a glowing tree by accident. apparently the tree sap absorbed sunlight and made it glow at night, was a tree we was cutting during the day went out the tent to piss and glowing bark and sticks were everywhere. It was awesome lol I took a small one home and it continued to glow for about a week or two before it stopped.
We need more content like this in the world!! Absolutely love the content you’re creating. I keep thinking to myself, man I would’ve eaten these videos for breakfast if they were around 15 years ago in my early 20’s.. but here I am.. it’s lunch time 😍 my mental health needs this channel like nobody’s business lately
Not gonna lie, I grew up in an old house that was built on a bluff where natives used to camp and that was a SPOOKY house . I swear it was haunted and had all kinds of weird spooky things happen in the woods behind the neighbourhood. Then we moved into a house where my bedroom was the only part of the original house that was still there and I swear that room was haunted. Paintings and tvs were always falling down in that house in the middle of the night and it was creeeeeeepy. I swear I felt someone sit on my bed or touch me so many times. Once I was really sick with a fever as a teen and I swear I saw someone in my room like watching over me and make sure I was getting better. Now I live in the middle of the woods next to a native reserve, but I honestly feel safe and like it is the only house that isn’t haunted that I’ve lived in. I always joke though that I wouldn’t be surprised if bigfoot or some thing else just like came by for a visit😂 One of the ladies I work with is native ( her and her husband moved off the reservation but live near it like me) and she says she always heard stories of weird things in the woods. She just always warns me not to whistle when I am alone at night or if I hear weird noises to just stay inside. Not sure why but I am not going to tempt fate😂 she has lived out here for her whole life so I listen to her. She also says that for the most part you don’t have to worry about much in the woods unless you have bad intentions and aren’t being respectful. Even when it comes to animals, as long as you respect them and give them space/ acknowledge that they are there you will be okay.
Always fun to get a little creeped out, thanks Mark! My friends and I went to see “Flo the ghost” in the Ogden city cemetery in Utah once. There are many encounters posted about her online. 5 of us were in a car, you park in a certain spot inside the cemetery at night, this was back before they closed it after dark. Flash the headlights 3 times and wait. We were obviously there for a spooky experience so we’ve obviously always wondered if it was just our minds playing tricks on us, but after about a minute of complete silence in the car, we all reacted at the exact same moment with a gasp. We saw what looked to be a silhouette of a white dress fade in and out of view right in the middle of the path. It would come closer and farther away, swaying in the wind. After she had disappeared and several minutes went by, a guy and a girl with us decided to show how tough they were so they got out and walked down the path. They had never been there before, but in the complete darkness, he walked about 100 yards down the path, turned right, walked to the second row of headstones and found the headstone of “Florence Grange,” without looking at a single other headstone. To this day, 15 years later, all 5 of us from that night still talk about it and cannot quite explain what we saw other than say it must have been her. If we hadn’t experienced it all together I would have been able to write it off as just freaking myself out but we all claimed to see the same thing at the exact same time. Has anyone else heard of or seen Flo?
the way he read Anansi's story in the same voice he says everything else made me feel like there's a salesman essence to this podcast. you're good.... too good 🤔
25:50 I had a similar experience recently in September. I had viral fever and was on meds... One night I simply couldnt sleep.. My mind wouldn't stop counting... Its just counting random numbers and simply unable to stop. I felt so helpless.. It was so tiring and scary. During the whole ordeal i thought i am losing my mind.. I will never be the same. Thank God.. It was just then once
Why did i put this on at gone midnight, while on my own? Feeling the need to sleep with the light on after that goatman story, the cats outside are fighting and i wanna cry, brilliantly terrifying 😊
You keep saying don’t go into the woods don’t go into the woods. I literally live in the woods in the San Bernardino national Forest with many other people and I listen to these stories and I get so freaked out. I’ve actually taken walks in my neighborhood at one and two in the morning, I’ve only had one terrifying experience thank God thanks for sharing all the creepy stories☮️
OK, so......I've LOADS of stories like these but I will share one with you. I grew up in the Caribbean, the Virgin Islands, in an aea called Arundel Estate. The land has been in my family's name for over 200yrs. We've got a family burial plot, which is close to my house and Its probably important to note that the land was also a slave plantation. With all that being said....Here's my story I'm about 9/10 yrs old at the time and was sharing a room with my older brother. I was on the top bunk and he was on the bottom. I've suffered with insomnia ever since I've known myself, and like a true insomniac, I woke up in the middle of the night. I turned to the right of me and there was this woman, floating over my bed, kneeling. I was a bit startled, but not frightened to the point where i couldn't do anything, as she was the most beautiful person I'd ever seen in my life. She had a calm demeanour and meekness about her (very demure). My heartrate was slightly elevated, and then I sat up, (I guess maybe to speak her, I'm unsure why I did this). Then as soon as I sat upright, she lunged for me and her whole face tore open in a very grotesque way. I immediately jumped off the bed and turned on all the lights, waking my brother up. I frantically explained what happened but he just parred it off as nothing and went back to bed. Needless to say i did not sleep that night, nor the 3 nights after.
Bro bank as many episodes as you want these are entertaining. It would be nice to have one of something current when it happens but otherwise these are fun and entertaining
Top comment gets a free shirt for real haha
@@CampGagnon you’ll get top comment for sure bro
heh for real heh
This could be a stretch to ask this buuut... would you be able to make a segment for only spooky stories that drops specifically at around 11p.m. on Fridays?? I'm getting goosebumps listening to this is at 3 in the afternoon and I'm annoyed that I feel like I'd be totally freaked out if was close to midnight 😂😂
Giving yourself a shirt?
Mfer be awarding himself a free shirt... and I'm here for it all the fuggin way.
Rogan, Flagrant, Theo Von having political leaders on, but Gagnon covering the important stuff - the goatman
well he is the goat, man.
@@joshbenda5659touché
He knows what's good.
Faaacts this is the importsnt stuff we need to listen to
@outdoorseveryday email jaime@campgagnon.com for your free shirt bro
My old man grew up on a rez and had some creepy ass stories. He said his uncle got taken by something in the night and they never found him. Well, I found his obituary a few years ago, he died in Texas and had just run away from the rez without telling anyone 😂
I’ve got one for you Mark.
I grew up in church, always hearing about the supernatural. One phrase was burned into my memory: “Jesus has complete authority over all things.” It stayed with me through childhood, but it wasn’t until I was 12 that I truly understood why.
One night, I found myself trapped in a nightmare so vivid and terrifying that it felt like hours. When I finally woke, my heart pounding, I realized something was wrong. I couldn’t open my eyes. I couldn’t move. My body was locked, frozen, paralyzed. Panic engulfed me. I tried to scream for my brother in the next room, but all that came out was a muffled, pathetic murmur. My mouth wouldn’t open.
And then I felt it. Two hands pressed down on my shoulders, pinning me deeper into the bed. Even though I couldn’t see, I knew it wasn’t human. I was petrified. The air around me grew thick with something dark, something hateful. I could feel its anger, its malice, pressing down on me. The weight on my chest was unbearable, and I was certain I was sinking into the bed, about to be swallowed whole.
It was so close-I could feel its face inches from mine. Desperate, I tried to scream again, for anyone to hear me. But again, only that muffled sound escaped. Then I remembered what I had always been told: ”Jesus has complete authority over all things.”
With every ounce of strength in me, I forced out a single word: “JESUS!”
Suddenly, the weight lifted. I shot up in bed, gasping for air, my body finally free. And then I saw it-clinging to the corner of my ceiling, its dark form half-hidden in a swirling mass of black smoke. We locked eyes for a moment, and I could see its fear. It was shocked that I had called on Jesus. Its eyes, the only visible part of its face, were almost human, wide with terror. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, I shut my eyes, yanked the covers over my head, and prayed all night until I could finally feel the warmth of the morning sun on my blankets. When I peeked out, it was gone.
But the story doesn’t end there.
Ten years later, at 22, I had moved out into my own apartment. I had grown in my faith, had encountered the supernatural before, but nothing quite like what happened next. It was early morning, just as the sun was rising, when I opened my eyes and felt something familiar in the room.
Sitting across from my bed, on my small blue couch, was that same demon.
It hadn’t changed. The same black smoke, the same eyes locked onto mine. It was just sitting there, one leg crossed over the other, arm on the armrest of the couch…just…staring at me. As if it were trying to intimidate me by its sheer presence, daring me to react. This time, we stared at each other longer. The silence stretched on, the air thick with a sense of threat. But I wasn’t that terrified child anymore.
A story flashed through my mind-something I had read recently about an evangelist named Smith Wigglesworth. One night, he was awakened by a creaking sound downstairs. Wigglesworth took his candle and started down the steps. A foul, deathlike odor filled his nostrils. As he approached the room where the sound came from, he felt the air turn cold. Peering into the room, he saw the source of the creaking: a figure in his rocking chair. As he stepped closer, he saw that it was the devil himself! “Oh, it’s only you,” Wigglesworth said as he blew out his candle and returned to bed.
That story bolstered me. Filled me with confidence in God’s sovereignty and authority over everything. I knew I had absolutely nothing to fear with God on my side. So I looked the demon dead in the eyes and said “In the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, I rebuke and command you to get out of my house and never come back. You have no authority here. You are not welcome here. Leave right now.”
I didn’t wait to see what happened next. I rolled over and prayed that God would protect me and bring his presence into my home. Peace swept across me. Complete tranquility.
I went back to sleep.
I’m 34 years old now, and to this day, I’ve never seen that demon again. Why it appeared to me twice, I have no idea-but one thing’s for sure: Jesus has complete authority over all things.
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Thanks for the chance to share my experience. Love the pod and all of the awesome content! - Josiah
Everytime Im having a nightmare, in my dreams I always always ask for Jesus's help and I will wake up feeling relieved and unafraid.
Damn that’s crazy I had the same Demon thing but I caught it and now keep it in a cage and feed it celery sticks and peanut butter
That used to happen to me a lot. It's called"old hag syndrome" or "sleep paralysis". Google it.
It's scary as hell when it happens and I've had some really scary nights but I haven't had it for years now
I'm working alone in a big old empty house, and Mark's doing his best to make me look over my shoulder every min.
NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE
@@StevenBennett-h2b don't worry me to 2 kept feeling like something.was behind me as I slept
lol. I started listening yesterday at work, alone in a cabin in the mountains and had to turn it off.
Me rn and it getting dark outside faster isn’t helping at all.
Camp Gagnon and wendigoon need to have a podcast where Wendi educates you on some cool cryptids
This is a great idea!
Having mark introduce his dumb friend and panning over to wendigoon would be hilarious
came here to say the same thing.
they definitely have a lot of content overlap
28:00 the number of people going into the woods unarmed is nuts to me
My thoughts exactly. He's like "what are you gonna do?" And I'm just thinking "uh I'm going to pull out my gun?"
I am full Navajo and had have a handful of encounters from childhood to adulthood. I never believed even when I seen them until the last encounter was so surreal that I can’t deny it anymore !
I’m from New Mexico and had experiences in Arizona as well
Can you give more details of the encounter?
Yah. Sht can be so scary it's traumatizing. U get to a place where u realize u dont know anything about anything. So it's hard to be one of those people that doesn't believe in anything and is always a skeptic for the oppurtunity to say none of that stuff is real. If demons are real. Then wtf isn't. I'm not gonna say something doesn't exist. Good lord. It's fkd up.
@@dilla5020 I was with my ex in area know for lots of sighting and screaming noises on the reservation. Miles from the nearest house. We stayed out all night from 1am - 3am. I was getting scared and had a scary feeling like we were being watched. It was a full moon so our shadows were very visible in the ground. I told my ex that I was genuine scared and I wanted to leave she agreed but at 3am. It was 10 mins away from that time. This all happened within 10 mins, I heard 2 things, animal or people running circles around us fast. Like I was turning my head fast all around us. It kept getting closer but we couldn’t see it and it sounded really heavy. The area had tall bushes about 3 feet high and the sounds got closer. I seen what I can describe as a black energy orb and a white one and it looked as if they were chasing each other. As it got closer it disappeared and manifested itself into a shadow on the ground. At first it was a lizard, then a frog, then a snake. All happening so fast and I walked away from it until it chased me around for a couple minutes. I told my ex to leave and she said no as if she was interested to see what would happens next. Then I look to the cliff and see this tall figure as tall as a tree arms out horizontally and head arched down. Black figure with lots of hair covering its face. I froze close my eyes and told myself it wasn’t real and opened them. It was still there watching us. The figure was illuminated by the really bright moon. Then as it became 2:57 I lied to my ex and said it’s 3am and said let’s leave and she agreed. At the exact time a truck came hauling down the only road directly toward us. Our vehicle was parked at the beginning of the road half a mile away. We duck and hid and ran back to our vehicles never looking back. I was told and I believe that we were at a witching area where these skinwalkers have meetings and ceremonies. And we disrupted and was not supposed to be there. And it smelt like death in that area like really bad. We ran and left in the night. This happened in Mentmore, NM lots of sighting of UFOS, skinwalkers, and even Bigfoot like creatures. Ever since then I can remember this encounter to every detail it was a wild experience
I’m Navajo as well and until one hovered over me while I was in bed - I thought they were just superstition.
bro your quickly becoming my favorite cast!!!
Agreed man, strongly agreed
Growing up on the Navajo Rez and now living in the city, I appreciate this episode Mark. Perfect for Halloween. Thank you.
@14:10 Mark, imagine your Skinwalker story from that guys perspective.
He's out in the middle of no where possibly camping maybe his car broke down since you said you were by a road and during this you hear a bunch of voices but can't quite make out where they're coming from but as you keep walking it seems to get louder and now you sound like you're right on top of them but it's still dark out and you're not sure if that's just corn stalks in the corn field.
Your mind starts racing and your heart starts beating a little faster. You walk a little faster while you're asking yourself, where the fuck are the people talking? Why the fuck are so many people out in the middle of no where? Am I really hearing voices? What the actual fuck man? WHY CANT I SEE THEM?
Then, all of sudden all the voices stop. You think you hear whispering but that could just be the wind in the trees. But they were all just talking? Why'd they stop talking? So you speed your walk up even more, moving as fast as you can while walking really putting your body into it but not wanting to run and make noise and make the voices come back so you lock in and focus dead ahead because you keep thinking you're seeing something out of the corner of your eye and you're still not quite sure where the voices went...
Yeah dude, I'd bee line the fuck out of there too without looking around if I was that guy 😂
So I grew up in Northern California. I spent more time in nature than not. The most terrifying thing I have been through was in Lassen National Park. There were three girls and one guy who went on this trip. We set up camp, ate dinner, and got a little drunk. We all went to sleep, we had two dogs with us in our tent. At 3-4 in the morning the dogs started running in the tent over all of us barking and woke us all up. About 5 minutes after there was the craziest noise I have ever heard in my life. It sounded like a cougar and a woman screaming but the noise was coming from two places like two of them fighting. I have heard bobcat and cougar calls of all kinds and I do not think that was what our group heard. It was terrifying we packed up at first light. Two of my friends didn't remember it but there were two of us who do, still no idea what happened and having been in California it could have been Sasquatch.
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I’m doing landscaping rn and listening to him tell these stories makes me keep looking over my shoulder at the woods behind me. Mark buddy chilllll
My favorite podcast i love how consistent you are dropping new vids
Finally some one doing good skinwalker content that's not from skin walker ranch! Good job
Anasis goat man is such a great story Mark. You’re quickly becoming the best
Mark! get out of my head! how come all your episodes are something I have looked up over the last week or so. Bro... banger after banger. Keep it up!
mark finna turn into the goatman if he keep droppin these banger pods 🐐
Love love love this type of solo high strangeness stuff!!! Keep them coming 🙏🙌
love when a new episode of camp gaggin’on drops 🫶🏼
I’m glad I’m not the only one who calls it this.
i’m genuinely in love with your podcast
this is the best pod out rn
When I was 16, I visited Cambodia with my dad. He had planned the whole trip and told me a little about the itinerary, but not too much detail. We traveled to Phnom Penh and stayed about two blocks away from the Killing Fields. At that point, we hadn’t visited the museum or anything, and he didn’t tell me much-just that we were going to a war museum.
The night before our visit, I was sleeping in my own bed. I can still vividly remember what happened. Suddenly, I woke up. The room looked exactly the same, but I noticed something at the bottom of my bed, peeking up at me. Within a split second, my heart dropped. It was an old Asian man with long hair and a beard. He was covered in blood, looked like he had been beaten, and was missing teeth. He was malnourished and frail, and his eyes were haunting. Before I could react, he leapt at me, screaming in a language I didn’t understand.
Then I woke up-same bed, same room-but the man was gone. I was panicked and screamed for help, yelling to my dad that there was someone at the end of my bed. I was terrified, sobbing uncontrollably. My dad checked the room and even looked in the hallway, but no one was there.
The next day, we visited the Killing Fields, and I learned about the atrocities Pol Pot had committed. It was horrifying to see how millions of innocent people had been t*rtured and m*rdered. Walking through the jail cells, I could still see bloodstains on the floor-left untouched to show the brutal reality of what had happened.
At the end of the tour, there were photographs of the prisoners who had been held at the camp. And there he was-the old man from the end of my bed. He looked just as malnourished and beaten as I’d seen him the night before. After seeing everything, I started to believe he might have been stuck and needed help.
I can still remember his face so vividly, im 27 now.
Let's go. My new favorite pod is back!!!
Best podcast at the moment
I’m pitching a tent in my pants every time I see mark in orange that really is HIS colour
I live right outside of Huntsville and currently driving in Huntsville as I listen to the story 😂
I’m listening to this before bed and now I’m spooked 😱
This becoming one of my favorite pods -Keep em coming. ❤
I live in southern WV and growing up I loved spending time camping in the woods, taking machetes and axes me and my bestfriend at the time cleared areas, literally trees and brush to make some pretty dope camp grounds. It was awesome, peaceful most of the time. Got a group of friends to go camping on occasion was a nice escape from town and all the bs but yeah it could definitely freak you out at the same time if you get into that mindset. The real monsters we ran into was the wildlife tho mostly coyotes, they seemed more scared of us tho, once a couple panthers went by us we froze but they walked right past us sniffing out a coyotes trail that just went by us. One time we found a glowing tree by accident. apparently the tree sap absorbed sunlight and made it glow at night, was a tree we was cutting during the day went out the tent to piss and glowing bark and sticks were everywhere. It was awesome lol I took a small one home and it continued to glow for about a week or two before it stopped.
“id be a bad bish for sure” is wild 😂
Mark really out here reading creepypastas in 2024. I'm here for it. Let's fucking gooooooo!
This pod is my go to now. the production and topics are top teir. Thank you so much mark
Bro mark lowkey got the best pod
Dude, this lady’s show has been rad lately! Good times
The shrooms are just about kicking in... perfect timing
That was great! Thank you for the stories!
Listening to this with headphones, alone in my house while I cook and every time Mark banged on the table I shit myself lmfaoooo
Literally exactly the same 😂
This channel just keeps getting better, the stories we want🎉
I never wanted this episode to end. This was great
We’re gonna need spooky camp stories at least once a month, sir.
We need more content like this in the world!! Absolutely love the content you’re creating. I keep thinking to myself, man I would’ve eaten these videos for breakfast if they were around 15 years ago in my early 20’s.. but here I am.. it’s lunch time 😍 my mental health needs this channel like nobody’s business lately
I don’t care what people say about you, you’re the man!!
(Im just playin), everyone loves you ha!!
Every dad or Grandpa I meet at home Depot 😂
Camp Gagnon is coming for everyone's podcast, Mr. Ballen's gotta watch out 😅
I was looking for this comment 😂😂
There is a podcast called The confessionals. If you're interested in this type of things than that podcast is right up your alley.
a really spooky cozy episode!
You found your niche my man, Netflix show coming soon
This is great writing for whoever created this first person perspective horror. Creative way to bring a fiction into modern real life.
Yes!!! Raven Reads and Camp are now my nighttime's listen. More of this please. Year round.
Justice for Miles ✊ We all have a Miles in our life. They serve an important role in friend groups lol
i live in a heavily forested area and Goatman is a local legend. I came across this video last night and waited until today to check it out lmao
Not gonna lie, I grew up in an old house that was built on a bluff where natives used to camp and that was a SPOOKY house . I swear it was haunted and had all kinds of weird spooky things happen in the woods behind the neighbourhood.
Then we moved into a house where my bedroom was the only part of the original house that was still there and I swear that room was haunted. Paintings and tvs were always falling down in that house in the middle of the night and it was creeeeeeepy. I swear I felt someone sit on my bed or touch me so many times. Once I was really sick with a fever as a teen and I swear I saw someone in my room like watching over me and make sure I was getting better.
Now I live in the middle of the woods next to a native reserve, but I honestly feel safe and like it is the only house that isn’t haunted that I’ve lived in. I always joke though that I wouldn’t be surprised if bigfoot or some thing else just like came by for a visit😂
One of the ladies I work with is native ( her and her husband moved off the reservation but live near it like me) and she says she always heard stories of weird things in the woods. She just always warns me not to whistle when I am alone at night or if I hear weird noises to just stay inside. Not sure why but I am not going to tempt fate😂 she has lived out here for her whole life so I listen to her. She also says that for the most part you don’t have to worry about much in the woods unless you have bad intentions and aren’t being respectful. Even when it comes to animals, as long as you respect them and give them space/ acknowledge that they are there you will be okay.
Goat man just wanted to chill with some homies
This is a perfect Casey Rocket episode.
Always fun to get a little creeped out, thanks Mark! My friends and I went to see “Flo the ghost” in the Ogden city cemetery in Utah once. There are many encounters posted about her online. 5 of us were in a car, you park in a certain spot inside the cemetery at night, this was back before they closed it after dark. Flash the headlights 3 times and wait. We were obviously there for a spooky experience so we’ve obviously always wondered if it was just our minds playing tricks on us, but after about a minute of complete silence in the car, we all reacted at the exact same moment with a gasp. We saw what looked to be a silhouette of a white dress fade in and out of view right in the middle of the path. It would come closer and farther away, swaying in the wind. After she had disappeared and several minutes went by, a guy and a girl with us decided to show how tough they were so they got out and walked down the path. They had never been there before, but in the complete darkness, he walked about 100 yards down the path, turned right, walked to the second row of headstones and found the headstone of “Florence Grange,” without looking at a single other headstone. To this day, 15 years later, all 5 of us from that night still talk about it and cannot quite explain what we saw other than say it must have been her. If we hadn’t experienced it all together I would have been able to write it off as just freaking myself out but we all claimed to see the same thing at the exact same time.
Has anyone else heard of or seen Flo?
That sneeze comment gonna mess me up late tonight
Bless you
You're beginning to rival Darkness Prevails and I'm here for it! ❤
Mark talking about he would transform into a baddie when we all know he’s one when the hair is flowing
love this channel definately gonna check it more often
I spent my entire childhood out in the woods. Never saw or experienced anything. The stories are fun
The podcast has made me realize how amazing of a storyteller Gagnon is! Great fuckin job man! Loved this pod!
Great I’m alone in my house frightening the crap 💩 outa myself! Thanks 🤩
I’m Navajo and they are absolutely real!
Na I love this channel I’m glad I found flagrant and the Patreon when I did now this one amazing keep it up man love the hard work
Staircases remain in the woods because they are the most structurally sound and durable part of many buildings, hard to demolish
Goat man is scary as hell
The last story would make for an amazing movie. Even though I do not watch those type of movies
the way he read Anansi's story in the same voice he says everything else made me feel like there's a salesman essence to this podcast. you're good.... too good 🤔
it doesn’t appear that you already do but you should start putting these episodes on spotify !!
I live in the pnw in the middle of the cascade Mountains and the amount of unexplainable shit that happens here is terrifying
Love your channel 😁
25:50
I had a similar experience recently in September. I had viral fever and was on meds... One night I simply couldnt sleep.. My mind wouldn't stop counting... Its just counting random numbers and simply unable to stop. I felt so helpless.. It was so tiring and scary. During the whole ordeal i thought i am losing my mind.. I will never be the same. Thank God.. It was just then once
Love your work keep on sharing stories, live from south africa
Love your work Mark
Also I was the 4th like, definitely need some recognition!
P.s your channel is amazing!
Damn… the goat man one got me😂😂. Excellent job telling the story bro
That goat man story is just like this horror movie called Head Count 😂
Alright. After the goat man story, I couldn't sleep last night. Thanks... still love you tho
Why did i put this on at gone midnight, while on my own? Feeling the need to sleep with the light on after that goatman story, the cats outside are fighting and i wanna cry, brilliantly terrifying 😊
You keep saying don’t go into the woods don’t go into the woods. I literally live in the woods in the San Bernardino national Forest with many other people and I listen to these stories and I get so freaked out. I’ve actually taken walks in my neighborhood at one and two in the morning, I’ve only had one terrifying experience thank God
thanks for sharing all the creepy stories☮️
Man, this episode is so spooky!
Just joined in the inner rectum, excited to have access to more camp!
youre real af!
The king of the cliffhanger 👏 👑
I live in an RV in the Big Sur woods. Listening to this goat man story an hour before dark was a mistake
OK, so......I've LOADS of stories like these but I will share one with you. I grew up in the Caribbean, the Virgin Islands, in an aea called Arundel Estate. The land has been in my family's name for over 200yrs. We've got a family burial plot, which is close to my house and Its probably important to note that the land was also a slave plantation. With all that being said....Here's my story
I'm about 9/10 yrs old at the time and was sharing a room with my older brother. I was on the top bunk and he was on the bottom. I've suffered with insomnia ever since I've known myself, and like a true insomniac, I woke up in the middle of the night. I turned to the right of me and there was this woman, floating over my bed, kneeling. I was a bit startled, but not frightened to the point where i couldn't do anything, as she was the most beautiful person I'd ever seen in my life. She had a calm demeanour and meekness about her (very demure). My heartrate was slightly elevated, and then I sat up, (I guess maybe to speak her, I'm unsure why I did this). Then as soon as I sat upright, she lunged for me and her whole face tore open in a very grotesque way. I immediately jumped off the bed and turned on all the lights, waking my brother up. I frantically explained what happened but he just parred it off as nothing and went back to bed. Needless to say i did not sleep that night, nor the 3 nights after.
MARK is life, GAGNON is love
Your a gem sir ,Keep shining superstar!¡!!!
Camp will be the next Rogan, mark it.
BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE
UNCLE JOHN WAS RIGHT
Bro bank as many episodes as you want these are entertaining. It would be nice to have one of something current when it happens but otherwise these are fun and entertaining
The solo episodes are the best
This episode is king❤
That cat on the table is dope
30:16 those are coyotes- they are communicating with one another that one of them got a kill
Awesome halloween episode!
Well done, Captain Manbun ✌👽🍻
Would've been a 3 hour podcast if Miles was on this one with you. 😅
This podcast is way better than the kamala and club Shay Shay one!!!
@ 27:01 that is everyone who is just coming out of the woods after a fun night :)
YESSSSIR I SENSED THE VIDEO
Top comment wins Marks unopened deoderant 💪🏻
whats deodorant?
@@CampGagnon a damn myth, that’s what
@@CampGagnonthe deodorant you brag about fam
Frickin spooky bro