Acornheart county exploration project

from what I know there's only one. I've seen it circle the neighbors houses as well and I've never seen more than one at a time, so as far as I know it's only one. At the very least I hope so, god knows what could happen if these things started regularly reproducing.

get inside before sundown. From what I know there's only one, and it only comes out at night so you might be fine. But I would be careful, just in case. (5/5)

it wasn't a deer. It knew that I knew there were no deer in Acornheart county. It knew that I was stuck in this house, and it knew I knew what it would and could do if I went outside. It smiled at me, its teeth were multilayered, like a shark. If you live in or near Acornheart, try to (4/?)

its head off with its teeth. It was so fast, and its legs bent and contorted while it ran, that rabbit didn't stand a chance. All the lights were off and I didn't want to get a picture of it because it was so close, but I knew that it was looking at me. It was taunting me, it knew that I knew (3/?)

eyes of an insect. Ive seen it outside my house before, it ducks its head down like its grazing, but its not eating. I know it's not eating, it's looking at me, and I can feel it. It only comes out at night and circles around houses. One time I saw it catch a rabbit in my backyard, and it tore (2/?)

There are no deer in Acornheart county Georgia. There are deer in georgia, but not Acornheart county. There has never been deer in Acornheart county, and there never will be. The reason for that is because of this thing. This thing is not a deer. It crouches and hunts like a wolf and has the (1/?)

grandmothers house. What do you think the tunnels were for? This is fascinating to me because I hadn't found out about it till I got an email about it. Thanks Ms. Gonzalez! (7/7)

actually made for. Anyway, apparently the tunnels all caved in one day, which is why I connected them to the sinkholes that were happening all over at around the same time. It was fortunate that Gonzalez found this photo confirming their existence when she was later clearing out her (6/?)

dumb teens? If you asked me, I'd theorize it wasn't for teens at all, but instead something else. Have you ever heard of the labyrinth? maybe these tunnels were made to keep something wandering with no hint of escape. It's lucky that none of those teens ran into whatever the tunnels were (5/?)

lost. The people who had been in there described it as so big that it stretched on infinitum. "It was like it was designed as a trap", her grandma said. Gonzalez was confused by that, and I'm inclined to agree with her. What would be the purpose of making something that big just to scare (4/?)

tunnels that spread all over the underground of Acornheart. Apparently her grandmother would tell her stories about how "brave miscreants" would enter the tunnels to try to explore them, but they would only be able to come out via search parties rescuing them when they would inevitably get (3/?)

some people might have died from it, but less than you would expect. Anyway, I recently got an email from a Ms. Gonzalez who lives in Acornheart too, and might have a reason for all of those unexplained sinkholes. She described that her grandmother used to tell her about these huge (2/?)

A couple of generations ago there was a big sinkhole problem in Acornheart county. If you're a bit of a history nerd like me you'll probably remember seeing newspaper clipping about massive sinkholes in the streets and how much construction they needed to do on the roads to repair it. I think (1/?)

tomorrow I'm going to try posting more of the things I've had lying around in files around my house, but it's getting really late now and you know what they say about the witching hour. It seems like some people already found my account and I'm super happy about that, I hope you all like what i have

she could no longer see the man or his boots, and once the rain let up both of them were gone. That would explain why the boots i had seen disappeared, and why i couldn't lift them. However, in retrospect im chilled at the thought I was tugging on the shoes of a silent invisible man. (10/10)

could see the outline of an invisible figure wearing the boots, outlined by the hole in the wall of rain where their hidden body was. She told me that the invisible man was staring out into the street, as if he was waiting for something or maybe someone. Eventually the rain became so heavy (9/?)

the boots once a bit down the street from her window, and she ignored them at first until they stayed there for multiple days. When it rained really hard a few days later, she said she had planned to watch the boots just to see if they would fill with water. However she swore to me that she (8/?)

that house I talked about last post said she had seen them as well. She was excited about this one, and said she wanted a shout out for when someone finally wrote about what she called the "Acornheart Rain Man". So, shoutout to Dahlia I guess, LOL. Anyway she told me about how she had seen the (7/?)

once again, I already felt like a crazy person and didn't want to further that feeling. But I found a couple more accounts of these rainboots appearing on the sides of roads, before a torrential downpour, followed by them disappearing. The woman in the wheelchair that gave me the story about (6/?)

told me that she had seen the boots by the park before when I showed her the picture I took. She described that they were posed as if they were standing and looking out at the road that bordered the park, which lined up with what I had seen. It was a bit hard to ask around about it, because, (5/?)

to where I had seen the rainboots if they had moved the boots, but I just ended up walking away feeling like a crazy person. Fortunately, and shockingly, I wasn't the only person who had seen these boots before, so I wasn't crazy. My friend, who usually doesn't believe in these kinds of things (4/?)

when I would come home at night. One day I tried to pick them up, but they didnt budge, as if they were stuck to the ground. The next day it was pouring rain, but fortunately I didn't have to go out that day. But the day after the boots were gone. I asked the person living in the house closest (3/?)

and sidewalks all over the county. I've encountered these a couple of times myself, the picture here is mine (sorry for the low quality, my camera sucks lol). One time, the boots stayed right where they were on that sidewalk for days on end. I would walk by the boots in the morning, and again (2/?)

This is more of a collection of accounts and stories from a couple of people including myself, but I think this one is important so I'm gonna condense it a little bit. For years now, Acornheart GA citizens have found pairs of rainboots, or maybe the same pair or rainboots, standing on curbs (1/?)

somethings clearly wrong with it. God knows I'm not going to get close enough to find out what myself though LOL, I'm far too paranoid for that.

be certain whether this is a true story or the ramblings of an old woman having some sort of hallucination. Either way though, if you find a house like this and you're in Acornheart, I'd stay far away, just in case. (10/10)

into the house. After that, the storm door slowly closed, and hasn't been touched since. I chose not to go at her for not helping and just watching, but she was old and in a wheelchair, so I don't think she could have gotten across the street to him in time if she wanted to. I obviously can't (9/?)

really shaky. She told me that when he tried to pull his arm back out, he only got halfway before something stopped him. According to her the part of his arm that he did pull out was coated in this thick black ink. Then he struggled some, before he was pulled in and absorbed totally (8/?)

When he opened the door he reached his hand into the house and she told me she could see a threshold where his arm was completely eaten by darkness. Like there was a wall of black in the center of the doorframe, and anything that crossed it would simply ceased to exist. This was when she got (7/?)

enter the house, and she told me that it couldn't have been the owner. According to her, she had watched a teen a couple of weeks prior approach the house at sundown. She said she could tell he didn't live in the house because he tested the storm door handle like he expected it to be locked. (6/?)