Missing peoples reports have been flooding in several states.
California boy found torn apart by woods, residences shocked.
Massive footprints found by forest, what caused it?
These were many of the headlines that were popping around during the time, they weren't rare, I've studied them for a long time, They've been occurring ever since the 19 century, reports of disappearances, corpses found scattered across streets, footprints that could be the size of a mammoth. My name is Detective Tyler Henderson, I used to investigate all these cases for several years, But around time, I thought I'm onto something.
I began to hear reports on people hearing the echo of sirens from the woods, I checked ever single construction company around town, asking if there were any speakers installed in those woods, they all gave the same answer of disagreement, But this is when it all started.
I was walking back home at night, nearing midnight, I had just been at the local bar, Alcohol gets my brain going, it gives me clues, this case was a mess, so I was in desperate need of some liquor. I wasn't completely drunk, I was just at the point where the sting really gets to you, I was wondering across the path, as I walked past an old playground that had been under construction for a while, but workers kept talking about "unworkable conditions" and how they could smell a terrible stench from the construction site. I walked up to it, seeing if I could get any clues, low and behold, I have just discovered that the playground was right next to the woods. I went to go pack up, but as I picked my bag up, I heard a loud blearing siren from inside the woods, I could hear the echo, It was hypnotizing. I decided to go walk through the woods, to see what has been killing people.
This part of the story will always stick with me, for as long as I live.
I had been walking through those woods for a solid 42 minutes, the blaring sirens were getting more stronger, my ears picking up the hypnotic sound, I was beginning to go more and more into the woods, until I saw something, hanging from a tree. It was dangling, and it was waving with the wind, It was completely quiet, not a single sound came from the tree, only the sound of my breath, It was too dark to see, so I took my flashlight out and shined a light at the thing.
Among me stood a creature that was 50 foot in height to my look, It had skin that looked like rust, or rotting flesh, and there on it's head, stood two sirens hanging from it's frail, skinny neck, teeth poking out it's sirens, and two colossal sized hands. I was in complete shock, The creature looked at me for a split second, it stayed perfectly quiet...Suddenly! It swiped at my legs, sending me into the air, I crashed down to the floor, cracking my left leg in the process, Blood oozing from my knee, as my bone shot out my leg, I tried to crawl away, I could see the street light just feet away from me, But then I heard the sirens, I began crawling at max speed, But the Siren Headed creature grabbed me by my legs, They lifted me into the air, ready to consume me, Until I grabbed my silenced pistol, and shot right into their sirens, The creature's sirens began to blear, it sounded like it was in pain, It dropped me to the floor, and I was able to crawl out it's reach, I looked behind me to the forest, and the Siren Head had already given up, walking away back into it's cavern.
It has been nearly 10 years since I escaped the Siren Head, I've been drawing several descriptions of these creatures, But I've noticed that I'm not very good at it, I told this to my Canadian nephew, Trevor, He seemed to be inspired by it, and he's been posting his art of the creature on the internet. But I'm still haunted by what I saw, I'm scared that one day I'll be sleeping, and I'll be awoken by the sounds of sirens, coming from the forest.
I might never know.
