Creature of EL Capitan Pit
Contributed by Charles Dean Walker
Palmer - In a crevice of the deepest cave of Alaska my eyes saw an indescribable creature. I can’t say how long it’s been in this newly found crevice of El Capitan Pit. Nor can I possibly tell you how this creature got there. But I can say that I’ll never be going back. I ask that nobody go into that cave.
It was dark, on my head was a headlamp. After hours of traveling for hours I heard an odd buzzing sound. It was like a distorted male voice doing the impression of a bumblebee. My light caught a thirteen inch crevice, where I faintly heard it originate from. I was taken aback at first, because of how silent it’d been before. I decided after a time to see what this person was doing making that noise. I knelt down and my eyes fell onto something I could barely comprehend. First I saw another body ripped open.
I felt a jolt just at that, but the face of this “man”. His eyes were congealed pale yellow in a million hexagons of tiny eyes. His lips were thicker in this sickly angular pale skin. They looked like pincers. His whole body was crouched and moving like he had Parkinson’s disease.
I wanted to scream. I still can’t believe my sight. Regardless, I turned back as quietly and quickly as I could. I made it about ten feet away before it heard me. But then its parody of a bee buzz stopped quickly after I dropped a metallic blackish gray thermos.
The loud echo of that thermos may well have been a death drum. The thing shuffled as fast as possible while screeching and yelling to high Heaven. My heart flew fast enough to palpate four times it felt like. My body moved faster than I’d thought possible for myself. Hours of running and hitting rock.
I began at some point to pray inside my own head. The light was barely getting closer it seemed. Whilst this monstrosity showed more and more of its nude pale skinny body. I think it had wings too. Dark inky wings.
The closer to light the more its wings made an audible hovering sound. The fake buzzing also continued. It grabbed me seconds away out of the entrance. But then the sun hit its eyes. Again it screeched and wailed.
It retreated to the dark depths of the cave. I got to my vehicle. I drove down here to the Ranger’s office. I told them my story but they thought I was pulling their leg. I admit I can’t blame them.
However I also can’t just let the memory sit into my mind. I had to write this down. Even if nobody but me reads and believes my story. My truth is put to pen here at last. Please be wary of The Bee-Man.