My Brother Disappeared Along The Oregon Coast, And I Think Whatever Took Him Is After My Whole Family

I stood in the water for a few moments, trying to make sense of what just happened and what I saw, my eyes transfixed on the orb which now seemed to be growing with every second. Now it looked like it was about as big as my four wheeler.

It took me a few moments to clear the cold water out of my mind, but it quickly became clear, my staring had been a grave mistake. My heart sank into my stomach when I saw the orb slowly begin to drift in my direction.

I took off out of the water as fast as I could. It wasn’t easy running in ankle-deep water, but I eventually made it to the beach.

The problem was I could hear the orb on my tail the entire time. I didn’t risk turning around to look at the thing, but I could still hear it and it chilled my body colder than the dark ocean water. The orb seemed to emit the sound of a person slowly breathing.

The breathing got closer and closer from behind, even when I made it up to the stiff sand of the beach and was able to run with more speed. I had to fight every urge in my body to turn around and look, but I wouldn’t need to.

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Jack Follman

Jack has written professionally as a journalist, fiction writer, and ghost writer. For more information, visit his website.

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