Horror movies are my personal brand of hell: possessed dolls and demons and human centipedes are a huge no from me.
Supernatural horror especially terrifies me. It makes me so paranoid that I’ll even block my ears and close my eyes if a movie trailer comes on while I’m watching TV.
So when I heard that two Aussie teens recorded the sounds of a Yowie howling I basically peed my pants.
Then I listened to the recording and I definitely peed my pants. Movies are one thing, but real life monsters are a whole other ball game that I do not want to participate in.
Yowies are basically the Australian version of big foot. They’re big, fury, scary monsters said to live in the outback.
Translation: NO THANK YOU.
The two teens were reportedly star gazing in the Gold Coast’s Tallebudgera Valley when they heard a “deep, moaning growl.”
Because a wild animal growling in your vicinity is apparently not terrifying, the kids hung around to suss out the sound.
“We were sitting there and then started to hear the sound. It was clearly large,” one of the teens, Harrison Ryan, told The Courier Mail.
“It was deep moaning growling, but wasn’t consistent. We were trying to see whether a cow would make that sound. We weren’t too sure and stuck around for another half an hour listening.”
Then, they went back two nights later. THAT’S LIKE EVERY MISTAKE IN EVERY HORROR MOVIE EVER: YOU NEVER GO BACK TO THE SCARY PLACE.
The scariest part about this whole story is that it’s not just two teens talking smack to scare people. Their claims have been supported by a legitimate zoologist and ABC wildlife expert, Gary Opit.
There is always a possibility it could be the bellowing of cattle, but given where the recording was made I am inclined to think it was a yowie. The yowie calls are always very powerful calls,” he told The Courier Mail.
Mr Opit claims to have heard yowie roars himself on a number of occasions in the Hinterland. Oh, and there were reports last week that
The reports follow claims last week that a Currumbin Valley family had been stalked by a “large hairy animal” and the discovery of a large “footprint” at Mount French.
I’m officially never leaving my house again. I wonder how long I can ration the food in my pantry…