Night time in the woods can be eerie. It was the night of the opening of trapping season and I was on my way to my friend’s house in Dundee. I decided to stop and check my traps because they are in a timber just off of highway 13. So, I pulled into the parking spot and started to gather my supplies. As I sat there I heard this strange sound. Like a whisper from a little girl right next to me. I shrugged it off as the wind blowing past my window. I got out, with my Remington 514 in hand, and started walking. Meandering down the trail, I started to hear something walking around in the timber next to me. I got to the first trap and everything was just like it was when I set it. I moved down the trail and all of the sudden it got cold. The air
