I'm in my wooded backyard, taking some photos of birds one sunny morning dressed in casual shorts, a tank top, and light jacket. Suddenly, I feel like I'm being watched, and smell something really strange. I keep on taking pictures until I'm positive that someone is there in the yard with me. "Hello?" I call out. "Is someone there?". The smell becomes overpowering. I don't see anything, but I feel it. A man, an covered in fur but walking upright comes crashing through the brush, claws outstretched. I scream, but it keeps coming at me. I try to run, but there's nowhere to hide. He grabs my s... Show more