NCS Case File #31: Terrifying Black-Eyed Child witnessed July 4, 2017 in Vancouver

NCS Case File 31

The Oxford English Dictionary defines the word cryptid as “An animal whose existence or survival is disputed or unsubstantiated, such as the yeti.”  For the following witnesses to living cryptids, there is no dispute.  In this series of National Cryptid Society’s case files, you will read what the witnesses have experienced in their own words.

Keep an open mind when reading these accounts, and also remember one’s perception and memory of an event can be influenced by the emotions felt at the time of the occurrence. The contributors to this series of articles are doing the best they can to recount what are in some cases very shocking and traumatic experiences.

If you have a personal cryptid sighting story you would like to tell us, our contact information is at the bottom of this article.

NCS Case File #31: Terrifying Black-Eyed Child witnessed July 4, 2017 in Vancouver

Submitted by Julianna

Location: Vancouver, Canada

“I was on the bus with my friend Veronica at around midnight. One of us mentioned that I was headed to waterfront. She made a joke about how we shouldn’t talk about where I was going on the bus because I would get stalked. I laughed and joked about that a little too, but I felt slightly uneasy. This is where I believe the experience began. I remember there was barely anyone on the bus, I saw 4 men chatting in front of us (not that it’s important but for accuracy’s sake 2 men were talking to each other and a short distance away another 2 men were chatting). At the time that I am writing this, a few hours after it happened, I don’t remember seeing anyone else in the bus.

I got off the bus and Veronica walked me to the sky train station. I remember paying for my ticket and calling her as soon as I paid to jokingly complain about the fact that they had raised transit fare by 5 cents. We chatted for a bit. I went down the stairs to the platform for the sky train to waterfront and a girl was sitting about 15 feet away from me. I immediately recognized her from the bus, though thinking back I can’t recall actually seeing her on the bus. I don’t know how she got from the bus stop to the sky train station without me seeing her on the way, but I didn’t think to question that at this point in the story.

From what I can remember, she looked about 9-15 (keep in mind it was past midnight and she was alone), she was small and slim, and her hair was cut into a perfect, grey bob. It looked more like a shiny, hard grey helmet than hair. If it wasn’t a helmet it must have been a wig. I don’t remember anything about her facial features or clothing despite the fact that I only saw her a couple hours ago and (at one point in the story) stared at her intently for 15 minutes. I do remember she had an alternative sense of style, and I think she was wearing either a leather or denim jacket. I stayed 15 feet away from the bench she was sitting on. Something about her was disconcerting and made me mildly uncomfortable.

When the sky train came, instead of walking through the doors of the sky train compartment straight in front of her, she walked the 15 feet to get into the same compartment as me. I remember feeling a little weird about it. I didn’t look at her while I was on the sky train at all.

This is where it gets f*cking weird. After the sky train pulled into waterfront station, I got off it to get onto the sea bus. When the sky train arrived, the sea bus was leaving in 20 seconds, so I ran to catch it. Only one other person was running to catch it with me. When I sat down, the f*cking girl with grey hair was sitting a few rows across from me, staring straight at me. I immediately recognized her. I don’t know how the f*ck she got to the sea bus from the sky train station within 20 seconds before me, without me seeing her. As soon as I saw her I went from relieved that I made it onto the sea bus to being on the verge of tears.

This is the part that makes me cry when think about it. Her eyes were completely black. Her facial expression was inhumanly blank like a robot and she was staring straight at me. I’m not exaggerating when I say it wasn’t human. It was so f*cking wrong and unnatural. I have never seen or experienced anything like that in my life. All of a sudden its face stretched into the most horrifying evil smile. It was the most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen. I cry every time I think about it. I was holding back tears at this point. How the f*ck did it get from the sky train to the sea bus without me seeing it?

The sea bus takes 15 minutes to get to the other side of the water, so I watched it for 15 minutes. I could not have hallucinated it being there for 15 minutes straight. It was physically impossible for it to get from the same sky train as me to the sea bus without me noticing it at all. I may have hallucinated the eyes and the smile (but I don’t think it’s possible that I hallucinated them for 15 minutes straight), but I could not have imagined her sitting there on the sea bus for 15 minutes.

When the sea bus pulled in I waited to get off it last and didn’t see her on my walk home, though I was beyond terrified for the entire walk.

The more I try to remember its physical appearance the more hazy it gets. All I really remember is the helmet-like grey hair, pale skin, black eyes, and the blank stare morphing into the most disturbing smile I’ve ever seen. I remember it was dressed in alternative clothes similar to mine and what’s creepier is that my hair is grey too, almost like it was mimicking my appearance. It totally lacked the thing that makes humans human, it even lacked the thing that makes animals seem alive. It was unnatural. I don’t know how to explain it any better than that.

This is really scary to me because if this was real, what else is real? And why was it following me? What did it want?”

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