We hurried back down the dusty trail to the tree where we left our stuffed pal high in the air only to find the rope shredded (not cut) & the dummy ripped to pieces & strewn throughout a 1/4 mile radius near that grove. We were so scared we didnt dare go back until the morning sunlight peaked over Mt. Soon pure darkness, then we all turned toward the sound of rustling leaves in the underbrush, with no light to see we all scrambled back into the pickup and took off back towards the city lights. We found the grove of eucalyptus trees and hung our buddy high off the ground with rope and waited…….it was pitch black out there with only a thin beam of light from our now fading flashlight batteries. Years ago we dared to venture out into Proctor Valley one dark Halloween night armed only with a flashlight & a dummy fashioned out of old clothes sewn together with a mask and stuffed with newspaper. It stands upright with glowing red eyes, has reptile like spines on its back, can jump great distances, & sucks the blood out of livestock w/o spilling a drop. Its said to be part human, part animal, part monster. Besides the “Lady in White” hitchhiker, there were stories of a mysterious “chupacabra” that lives out on that dusty dirt road near the Otay resevoir by an outcropping of trees down in a gully that locals have dubbed “The Proctor Valley Monster”.
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