![]() ![]() Perplexed, my new friend posted the recording online, soliciting advice from other biologists. Some thought the noises sounded like wild hogs rutting in the woods. He’d run the two-hour recording of the noises through a computer program - and none of the sounds repeated. But by the next morning, I had another message from him. “Could they be a CD or tape?” we wondered. And though I assumed they were coming from the woods, he thought they might be originating from a street to the south of the woods. Neither the noises nor the time between them was consistent. He had some professional equipment and would love to get a better recording, if I was willing to have him over.Ī few nights later, we sat in my front yard carefully listening at the grunts, shrieks and moans for two hours as the hair on my arms stood on end. A few had heard them but convinced themselves they were imagining things.īut the most intriguing response was a private message from a wildlife biologist living a few streets over. Some wondered whether they could be part of a Halloween setup - but the noises had started months before. ![]() So, one night, I recorded a few minutes of animal calls and posted a query on a neighborhood webpage: “Anybody else hear these? Anybody know what they are?” I scoured YouTube to listen to the calls of large waterfowl, owls, raccoons, skunks, even bobcats that people swear they’ve spotted south of the river.Īnd the noises just kept on growling, ripping, screaming. “Herons can make an ungodly sound,” suggested an acquaintance who knew there was water nearby. My children grew afraid to walk between the house and the car at night: Surely a supernatural being with claws and fangs was lying in wait. Night after night, from dusk to dawn, wild, unearthly sounds pierced the air - growling, moaning, tearing into something. Yes, that’s it - fighting raccoons, I told myself.īut the noises got louder and more frequent. ![]() “Someone’s watching a scary movie,” I said to them, seeing their eyes wide with fear. So when the shrieking and screaming and roaring and growling first began, I dismissed the odd, unsettling sounds as I comforted my young children. It’s close enough to be convenient to everything, wild enough to feel like you’re in the country, but quiet except for birds, bugs, frogs and the occasional coyote’s howl. I’ve lived 25 years in my South Knoxville neighborhood just outside the city limits. But those shrieks and roars in the dark wouldn’t stop. I didn’t really want to think about what might be lurking in the woods across the street from my house. Watch Video: Mysterious animal sounds in South Knoxville - October 2017 ![]()
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