Encounter With An Evil Cowboy Horse Rider On An Indian Reservation

Evil entity?

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Location. Thermopolis, Wyoming
Date: August 1976 Time: afternoon
The 12-year old witness and a friend were riding on a Honda minibike on a dirt-road adjacent to the Wind River Indian Reservation. It occurred to the main witness that he had never been on this particular road and had never heard of anyone mention it being in the area. They had gone at least 2 or 3 miles along the dirt-bike when the motor on the minibike suddenly died. Due to the way it quit the first thing they checked was to see if the spark plug wire was connected, to their consternation the spark plug appeared to be fine. As the two young witnesses were scratching their heads they suddenly felt the scariest sensation they had ever experienced, they felt sheer terror as the hair all over their body stood up on end. At the same time they both looked up and saw what they were certain was pure evil. They were looking at a “man” dressed all in black, with a black cowboy hat on, riding a black horse, with all black gear. No face was visible at all. If it were a human with a cowboy hat on, even with the shadow from the hat, some detail would have been visible, but there was none on his face, clothing, the horse, nothing. He was approximately 50 feet from the witnesses, and was heading directly toward the witness through the sagebrush. The witness noted that the sagebrush all around this area grows to 2.5 to 3 ft high is very thick, and people and people and animals need to jump over it, or go around it. The horse was somehow walking directly through it. After staring in total shock for several seconds at this entity, they wordlessly spun the minibike around, and one of them jumped on it and began kicking the starter pedal as if their “lives” depended on it. The witness was somehow convinced that his life did. Thankfully after several kicks the minibike fired up. They both jumped on it and got out of there as quickly as possible. After many minutes of this breakneck getaway, during which we never once looked back, the main witness no longer had the feeling of impending doom, and they slowed to a gradual stop to catch their breath. They had been stopped for less than a minute when the feeling of dread returned, stronger than ever. Simultaneously, slowly, they both looked back over their right shoulders, and there was the man in black in exactly the same position he when they saw him last. It was as if they had been looking at a movie screen, and the film had stopped when they had looked away, and started again when they had looked back, even though they were more than a mile down the road from where they saw the strange entity. Needless to say they turned the throttle on high and didn’t slow down or look back or lose the feeling of evil until we had the main road in sight.

HC addendum
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Comments: We must ask ourselves if the witnesses lives were really in danger, why the feeling of utter dread? Did a primeval instinct take over the witnesses that somehow warned them that they were dealing with something out of this plane of existence and it had the power to kill them?