After posting The Skinwalker/ Fleshgait Connection parts 1 and 2, strange things began to happen here.
It started with just a feeling that something wasn’t right. Something was in the air. And it wasn’t good.
Then I heard noises.
Whenever I went to bed I could hear something scratching outside around my bedroom window.
I got up several times and sneaked to the window, yanked it open and looked outside. I wanted it to be a bird.
It was nothing. Not one time.
In fact, all the birds that normally hang around behind my house were gone for those few days this went on.
I felt under attack in a weird way. Like something was seizing me up, figuring out who I was, observing.
It felt intrusive, uncomfortable.
I’m not much for New Age stuff but some of it, like smudging, I do every now and then when things get a bit too close for comfort.
Sweden suffers from a distinct lack of cedar trees, which is commonly used in these practices, but I use bark of juniper because I feel it works for me.
So I smudged, halfheartedly the first time. The feeling remained.
The second night I smudged my derriere off. I guess I performed my own little ceremony, praying and smudging, wafting smoke into every nook and cranny of my home.
I also sprinkled the ashes on the windowsill and outside.
This time it worked. I felt much calmer, safer, and there were no more scratching outside my window after that.
A few days later I was talking to a friend of mine. I had told him about the weirdness and that it had stopped.
Then he told me about a strange thing that happened to him.
He’s a trucker, and on the night the feeling went away he had hit a deer.
But it was an unusual deer, he said. Something was off about the eyes. They didn’t reflect. And it stopped in the middle of the road, didn’t cross like normal deer.
So, what do we make of this? Is it just a coincidence?
Did the feeling go away because I burned the juniper or because he killed the source of it…
He has been around. If something was indeed watching it would have seen him.
But yes, most likely he just happened to hit a regular deer.
And it happened to be the same night as I was smudging up everything around me.
What scratched my window though I will probably never know…