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this story was told by the witnesses son, Joe. The witness, mark was to afraid of public ridicule.
Ok, here it goes
Back in 1948 a man by the name of Mark Shackleman encountered a strange, bipedal creture that was just nearly canine in apearance, but just barley. Mark was a security officer for the catholic convent of St. Colleta's and he encountered this creature on two different occasions on two consecutive nights.
The first occasion was when he encountered it making his rounds of the land surrounding the convent around midnight. he found the creature kneeling on a native american burialground, clawing and digging at the ground, when he shone his flashlight on it, the creature snarled, paused in the daze of sudden light then ran off. before it went though Shackelman noted that it had very long, spindly fingers ending in cruel looking claws.
In the morning Shackleman went back to the mound to look for evidence, he found the Mound marked with rakings in the earth that seemed to be made by three claws, Mark later told his son joe that this may have been because when he first saw it, he also took note that the thumb and pinkie finger seemed "shriveled" or considerably shorter than the middle three fingers of the beast. The creature may also have tended to fold in these two outside fingers in the manner of a person making a "clawing" motion.
Mark Shackleman must have been a brave man, because he went back to the mound the next night at midnight, armed with a heavy flashlight he could use as a club. and sure enough, the creature was there, kneeling again on the burial mound, scratching at the earth like before. This time, instead of running away, it stood up and faced Shackleman, he guessed the creature must have stood over 6ft tall.
He later told his son "It was covered in dark, or black fur and gave off a bad, bad odor... like long-dead meat... It had eyes that looked right into me. and it made a sound, like a three-syllable growl, it was low and mean, something like 'Gadarrah', it had an accent on the second syllable" when interveiwed he said "it had a neo-human voice, and it made eye contact."
Mark Shackleman was no weakling; he had been a heavy-weight boxer, but he confessed to his son that he was deathly afraid, his hair stood up all over and he somehow knew that this creature had it fully in its power to kill him if it so desired.
As they stood locked in the terrifting stare-down the creature growled at Shackleman. He told his son, "Then i did the only thing i could do, I prayed to god to save me... and the creature turned slowly and walked away. it looked like it was sneering at me. I stood there a long while afterwards, with that bad smell still hanging in the air. And then I said a prayer of thankfulness. I never saw that thing again or anything even like it.
Mark Shackleman told only his wife and swore her to secrecy. Years later he also confided in his son Joe, who made a sketch according to his father's description (sorry, i couldnt get the illustration) It shows a well-muscled figure with three long claws on each hand and foot and a head with a pronounced forward pointing muzzle, filled with prominent fangs, and behind the muzzle is an almost human looking face and pointed ears near the top of the head, the head at least seems more canine than apelike. but thats open to interpretation. The body is covered in long, dark-black scraggly fur. no tail is shown or at least wasnt seen by Mark Shackleman. the claws droop downward in the illustration, as if ready to claw something.
Joe remebers having many conversations with his father about the event and the creature. joe remembers asking mark if he thought it was an animal or supernatural. his father said, "that damn thing came straight out of hell" he smiled then and added, "maybe my prayer sent it back to hell" his smile faded and said "i bet it didnt stay in hell"
Was there a religious meaning to Mark Shackleman's frightening experience? Animals called "Hellhounds" are found in ancient European literature. Bob Trubshaw published an article on the website www.indigogroup.co.uk/edge/bdogs.htm called "Black dogs and gaurdians of the corpse ways" Trubshaw also calls to mind the growling "Gaddarah" spoken by the St. Colleta's creature when he says, "The growl of the hellhound....
is a halfway station between articulate speech and silence. It is a speech filled with emotion and power, but utterly lacking in reason...."
He also noted "Few myths have such world-wide parallels. We are left with the impression that dogs have been protecting the ways to the Otherworld back into the origins of human beleifs."
I guess a burial mound such as the one knelt upon by the creature could be a pathway to the Otherworld.
There is another aspect of the creatures utterance, im no biblical scholar, nor am i even christian, but "Gadarrah" is the place in ancient Judea were Jesus exorcised a demon-possesed man "coming from the tombs" causing the mans demons to go into a herd of pigs that then threw themselves down an embankment into the sea of Galilee. (Loren Coleman also pointed out the same biblical signifigance of "Gadarrah" in his book Mothman and other curious encounters) This possesed man Identified Jesus as "Son of the most high god" and then told jesus, "Our name is Legion, for we are many"
Although there may be no connection, i see it as an interesting and cosiderable observation that the one "word" uttered by the Creature was the place of Legion's exorcisism by Jesus
And giving credit to the witnesses own observations, Mark Shackleman felt that the creature before him was "Straight out of hell"
A hellhound with the power of speech found on a supposed portal to the Otherworld and showing sentient, human behaviour in eye contact and the facial expression of a sneer. consider this story i have told you and please post back with comments
Credit for this information is to be given to Linda S. Godfrey, who conducted the interveiws and wrote it in her book The Beast of Bray Road. Trailing Wisconson's Werewolf