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The original was posted on /r/highstrangeness by /u/SaintlySeeker on 2026-08-10 00:29:17+00:00.

This happened in early fall 2021, in the Colorado mountains, early afternoon and overcast. It's been a few years, so some details have softened. The parts below are the ones I'm certain of.

Some context on me first. I spend a lot of time in the woods. I'm not someone who goes out looking for this stuff. My default assumption is that everything has a logical explanation, and in all my years out there, every strange thing I've come across has eventually had one. This is the single exception. It's the most unexplainable thing that's ever happened to me.

I was with a woman I was seeing at the time, at a spot I've hiked many times and know well. There are no trails here and no people. You park on the side of a road and hike straight up the mountain and into the woods. It's remote. We'd gone deep into the trees, and the forest there is extremely dense, dense enough that you can't see more than about twenty or thirty feet in any direction.

We built a small fire and sat on the ground talking for a while. At some point we hung a hammock and both got in it. We were just talking when we started hearing sounds I couldn't place. It took me a minute to work out what I was hearing. Something was hitting the tops of the trees around us. Crack up high, then a pause, then the thing coming down through the branches, then a heavy rustle as it landed in the leaves on the ground. Then another. Then another. Rhythmic. Steady.

I want to be clear about something up front. I never saw a rock. Not one, the entire time. I assumed rocks from the sound alone, and the ground was thick with fallen leaves, so anything that landed would have been buried in them.

It went on for about fifteen minutes. She was getting scared. I was mostly fascinated. Eventually I got out of the hammock and started walking concentric circles out from our site, small at first, then wider and wider. Full daylight. I saw nobody. And here's the part that still gets me: nothing was thrown the entire time I was walking. Not once. I got far enough out that I couldn't imagine anything lobbing something that distance, so I turned back.

I got back in the hammock and it started again. She wanted out of there. I suggested we just move along, partly because the spot I had in mind was in the opposite direction from where the trees were being hit, and I thought putting distance between her and the sound would settle her. Plus the mines are cool.

We hiked about a mile to some abandoned mines and hung around there for a while. On the way out we backtracked to an overlook I always stop at, a rock cliff maybe half a mile from where we'd been, looking out over a lake. We sat down and started meditating. A few minutes in, something landed a few inches behind us. It sounded like stone hitting stone. It sent chills up my spine.

We ran.

I don't have a theory. I'm open to anything, including boring answers.

Two things I keep coming back to. It went quiet the whole time I was looking, and started again the moment I settled. And whatever landed behind us at the overlook was half a mile from the first spot, well after we'd left.