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A chat on 4chan
human
I once stayed in a relatively remote cabin with my parents on a Georgia mountain. My parents said they were going to check out a hang gliding spot at the top of the mountain but I was playing outside and didn't want to go, 5 minutes after they left I decided I did want to go with them. Being a dumb shit preteen from Florida I figured I could just 'walk up the mountain' on a random trail behind the cabins and 'find them.'

The trail began wide enough, almost a first road cleared and packed earth for easy walking. The path snaked along through the hardwoods winding upwards but it had no turns so I wasn't scared of getting lost. Further down the way the path began to grow narrow, trees and bushes gathered inward and the grated and packed earth transitioned into rock and clay. It was little more than a footpath now, heavily wooded on either side. I passed an abandoned wooden barn or shed, entire structure leaning, brown with age, and partially destroyed. I was curious but decided not to look around it further so I continued on. 

Abruptly, the small footpath opened to a red clay clearing like a gash in the forest floor and I'm very confused to find an absolutely pristine condition classic car parked dead center. I don't even give two shits about cars but this thing was pure perfection. 1960's Dodge Dart. Paint job blue as the sky, clean enough to reflect the clouds, bumper and rims gleaming spotless. Cream canvas top! And inside I see a black vinyl bench seat and A MAN in the driver's seat!

The area is a small, friendly, southern hospitality type town so I'm not scared, more in awe of how amazing this car is! I look at the man and smile, realizing I have probably wandered into someone's property. The man is dressed kind of funny, a dated black suit and fedora hat with dark sunglasses. Again though it's kind of a podunk place where people are behind on fashion so I pay this no mind. I smile and wave and he smiles and waves back. I approach the car.
gpt
I approach the man to engage in some casual 'sorry I'm lost, nice car!' but
as I stepped towards the car I hear something large rush through the leaves in the woods behind me. I turn and see absolutely nothing. I scan the woods and see nothing. Shrugging it off I turn back to the car and the man but it's not the same.

The car is beyond disrepair, absolutely rotted away by the elements. Not a speck of paint remains on it. the entire thing is completely brown and rusted down to the bumpers and rims that 2 seconds ago reflected the entire forest. Canvas top mildewed and torn open. Bench seat rotted to shreds exposing rusted springs and dirty foam. I look around and see there is no road to the clearing, no possible way the car could have got here. The man is nowhere to be seen.

Needless to say I'm pretty spooked. The forest is eerily quiet suddenly devoid of bird and cicada song. I am truly alone. 

I decide I've been walking long enough to be closer to the mountain top (where my parents are) than the cabin so I continue forward, now at a hurried walk. 

As I continue I pass strange rusted machinery?? equipment. Something that looks like a giant metal funnel, oil drums and other metal scraps. The only sound I heard besides my own footsteps was the buzzing of a flies. One or two at first. I pickup my pace, desperate to find my way to my parents. As I continue deeper the buzzing is louder, louder than my footsteps, all I can hear, but I see no flies. I stop in my tracks as I smell something very dead. The smell of rotting flesh is overpowering I gag and try not to vomit, still bombarded by the droning buzz of flies, I feel dizzy suddenly. I look around and see no animal corpse or flies anywhere. Fear hits me like never before and I run back the way I came at full speed, never stopping till I reach the cabin.

When my parents and brother arrive, it's dark out. I tell them what happened and they all brush it off. I tell them I will take them there tomorrow.
human
The next day I take them on the same path, there is only 1 path with no turns. It's wide and leveled and makes a circle. We circle 3 times before everyone writes me off as being 'imaginative.' The path never narrows we never find the old shed or clearing. I continue circling after everyone has given up, I never find the clearing again.

Can't explain it. Dont know what happened, but I can promise you it was real.
gpt
Just lurking but I wanted to say, thanks for the read. I love little stories like this.