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February 2002 – Page 38

The Light at the Cabin
by R. Bassil

This happened about four years ago in northern Michigan. It was in the area of Cross Village and Petoskey. This is an area were a lot of strange things seem to go on. I have heard it described as a land of "bad spirits." My buddy has a cabin up on a small river, surrounded by woods. We used to spend the weekend drinking and playing cards. If we were a little tired of that routine, we would watch movies and just take it easy. It was one of the weekends we were relaxing this happened. We had just finished a movie and the clock chimed two. It seemed a good time to turn in, so I headed for the guestroom to stretch out and read for a couple of minutes before I went to sleep. 

I had just stretched out when a huge crack erupted from the woods. I got up and headed into the living room. My friend came out of his room at the same time. We talked for a couple of minutes, and both of us thought it was a branch or old tree that had fallen. After he turned off the living room light, we both got ready to head to back to bed when we noticed that the light coming from the windows was abnormally strong. This sent our nerves to a new high and we both sat down on the couch. The light seemed to pulse several times and got so bright at one point you could have read a book by it. It couldn’t have been a car as we were almost a mile of the road on a dirt trail. Plus, the light came in from all the windows. There was no outside light except a porch light. There was no way what we were seeing could have been that. It was too bright and came in all windows equally. Every so often we would hear a strange humming noise that penetrated that cabin. This lasted almost half an hour. 

We talked about just running out to the car and leaving but neither one of us wanted to go outside. Plus, it seemed like too ridiculous of an for two full-grown men. After the light went out, we sat on the couch, occasionally putting forth theories on what it could have been. Around four o’clock in the morning, there was another loud crack. We worried that the light might come back but nothing happened. When the first light of morning came, we had all are stuff packed and headed out to the car. We have talked little of it sense and I still have no clue what was going on that night.

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