Night Marchers of Iao
Night Marchers of Iao
I woke up from a deep sleep to dogs barking. It was around midnight. There was a sound, it sounded like a pounding of drums, and there were voices chanting I could not make what they were saying. As it came closer and louder my heart started beating faster and faster. As I looked to see what it was. I saw mist moving and lights flickering of what looked like tiki torches. Not one but almost a dozen. So I called out to them. “Eh what’s with all the racket, what’s going on?” They didn’t answer and continued on. I went to ask my kupuna “Eh kupuna who are those people who walk around chanting beating a drum.” Those are the ancient Night Marchers! No mess with them and don’t look them in the eye or you will die!
So I tried to go back to sleep that night, and I encountered them again hearing the beating of the ceremonial drums and them chanting by my house. I got really scared because of all the stories that Ive heard about the night marchers and creped by the see through window. I couldn’t see anything or anyone outside but all I could hear was voices. I started getting afraid and didn’t know what to do. After several times of trying to fall asleep, I started to see visions or scary thoughts. I could see scary ugly faces in the dark with fierce red eyes staring at me. My heart began to pound and I felt like they were coming after me. It almost sounded like their drums were beating the same time as my heart. The sounds felt like they were getting closer and closer and ready to attack me. Their unrest souls were coming back to avenge their death. I could feel their warm whispering voices as if they were right by my right shoulder blade and I could feel the hair on the back of my neck lifting as if they were trying to communicate with me. Nothing was going right and I felt like I was losing my mind. Tears of sweat were dripping down my face because I couldn’t put together what was happening to me. “Why me? Why do I have to witness these
I woke up from a deep sleep to dogs barking. It was around midnight. There was a sound, it sounded like a pounding of drums, and there were voices chanting I could not make what they were saying. As it came closer and louder my heart started beating faster and faster. As I looked to see what it was. I saw mist moving and lights flickering of what looked like tiki torches. Not one but almost a dozen. So I called out to them. “Eh what’s with all the racket, what’s going on?” They didn’t answer and continued on. I went to ask my kupuna “Eh kupuna who are those people who walk around chanting beating a drum.” Those are the ancient Night Marchers! No mess with them and don’t look them in the eye or you will die!
So I tried to go back to sleep that night, and I encountered them again hearing the beating of the ceremonial drums and them chanting by my house. I got really scared because of all the stories that Ive heard about the night marchers and creped by the see through window. I couldn’t see anything or anyone outside but all I could hear was voices. I started getting afraid and didn’t know what to do. After several times of trying to fall asleep, I started to see visions or scary thoughts. I could see scary ugly faces in the dark with fierce red eyes staring at me. My heart began to pound and I felt like they were coming after me. It almost sounded like their drums were beating the same time as my heart. The sounds felt like they were getting closer and closer and ready to attack me. Their unrest souls were coming back to avenge their death. I could feel their warm whispering voices as if they were right by my right shoulder blade and I could feel the hair on the back of my neck lifting as if they were trying to communicate with me. Nothing was going right and I felt like I was losing my mind. Tears of sweat were dripping down my face because I couldn’t put together what was happening to me. “Why me? Why do I have to witness these