Man in the Woods

>Be living in Middle Tennessee in the country >Have multiple dogs >They start barking at the same time every night >Assume its a recurring opossom. >Hear rattling from light on corner of house >Look out window >Can see guy trying to fuck with the fusebox >Go on high deck with baseball bat >Ask what the fuck he's doing >Guy looks at me >Runs off into woods giggling like an idiot

>Be two nights after >Dogs start barking again >look out window that is directly beside my deck >oh shit what >guy trying to climb icy ass deck gate in the dark >Obtain Shotgun >Turn on deck light >Guy slips, falls down steps >Hobbles off into woods >Fire warning shot into air.

>Next day >Take one of our dogs; a Hound Mutt >Start sniffing through woods >Come across makeshift cabin about two hours into the woods. >Obvious someone has been living there >It has no door >Look inside >Pitch dark, only rough bedding in the corner >Check other corner >oh god >Hundreds of various small animal carcasses, ripped open, organless >Hear someone walking towards the cabin >Dog starts whining >Get the fuck out of there post-haste

[Later in the same thread.]

I woke up to something horrifying.

All of my doors were opened in the middle of the night.

And I mean wide open. Things were moved, but nothing was taken, and it doesn't look like he ever came to the back of the house. I woke up cold as shit because of the air coming from under the crack under my door, opened the door slightly, and found them like that.

I drove up to the dollar store at the top of the hill, and bought a fuckton of padlocks. Double, and then triple locked all of my sheds.

Took a walk around my property. Found three holes dug in various places around the yard, about two feet deep each.

I intend on scouring the woods for this fucker today. I've cleaned my shotgun, made sure everything works perfect, have a Survival Knife that my dad gave me when I was twelve, and an ax usually used for cutting wood.

My main worry is while I'm hunting for this guy, he's set up some fucking bear traps or some shit. I intend to be back well before nightfall. I've explained to my neighbors the situation, so they'll be looking for me, and taking care of my dog until I get back.

Wish me luck, /x/.