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"--We went camping up by Diamond Lake. Those days it wasn't so built up and it was a nice place to camp. The second night we were there, Laurie said she had to pee, so she got up to do her business a few paces away from the campfire. But she didn't return after a few minutes and we got worried and we went after her.
 
We found her just a few yards from us, staring into the dark tree branches. Kimberley was closest to Laurie and she sorta nudged her, and when she nudged her she didn't reply, and she didn't reply when she pushed her and yelled at her, but Laurie didn't move. I was just about to ask her what she was doing when I heard this…noisethis...noise calling my name. It wasn't a voice, it was like the sound of nails on a chalkboard. I don't know if it was real or if it was in my own head, but it called me and I was too terrified to move, or run, or even call out to Mike, or my sisters. Then, out of the woods this tall thing in a business suit came out. It wasn't walking on its legs, though, it bobbed along on these huge tentacles, like an octopus, if an octopus could walk.
 
I don't remember exactly how many it had, though; it was just lit by our campfire. I was paralyzed but Mike wasn't, he started after it and told us to run back to the tent. Suddenly I snapped back to myself and I did...I ran back to the tent and I hid there under all four of our sleeping bags, crying and trying not to listen the horrible sounds I could hear. No screaming, there was never any human voices. Sound of crunching and tearing and popping. Two days later people came looking for us. I was still hiding under the sleeping bags but they found Mike first, then what was left of our sisters, high up in the trees, skewered like shish kabobs.