I've been here before, yet this totally looks wrong and I am wide awake... Have I stepped Under the Hill?

I referred to this from my dream post earlier this morning. This is actually a phenomena that myself and three other people experienced one night. It is something my wife experienced before she and I were together. Is it something you have experienced?

I think I was the one that started calling this "Going Under The Hill" and I took the term from old folklore/mythology about the Fae, Sidhe, Changelings, Tuatha De Danan, etc.

I was also inspired by the following books by Tom Deitz (yes, they are Urban Fantasy, fiction)

So what happens?

All I can do is recount the one time I have experienced this and what happened. It was an unusual night. I cannot 100% say that it was not caused by us psyching each other up. I can say that all four of us experienced the same thing.

In Gunnison, Colorado around 1992 or so myself and three other people decided to go look for ghosts. This was before things like Ghost Hunters and reality TV were doing such things. I do not drink, I do not do drugs, but I am into adrenaline. Looking for ghosts never failed to offer some degree of adrenaline high without requiring me to have money to pay to Bungee Jump, Sky Dive, etc. It does not appear to be life threatening, but it still scratches that particular itch.

Slaughterhouse Road

There is a road called Slaughterhouse Road. I think it may be County Road 13, but I don't remember the exact number. I had heard of people seeing red eyes floating in the darkness off the side of the road out there. I had been on that road numerous times over the years during the day time. It actually links up to a neighborhood in Gunnison and runs for probably less than a mile before dead ending. Along the lengths of either side of it are pastures and not much in the way of trees. There are trees at the dead end.

Along the way you will cross a cattle guard and before you get to the dead end on the left side of the road you'll eventually see a house with a semi circular drive way. I've been told this or another building out there were a slaughterhouse and that is where the nickname for the road came from. I never bothered to verify it, you know as well as I do how Urban Legends can grow with retelling.

That Night

We crossed the cattle guard. Things felt a little OFF. One of the people with us was majorly panicking and freaking out, over just what his own mind was doing to him. Nothing actually happened, but just the idea of what we were doing had really gotten him going. It takes a lot more to get me going than that, as I'd been doing such things for years for enjoyment in mostly Lake City, Colorado. (I would later be a tour guide on Ghost Tours for the Hinsdale County Museum recounting childhood tales)

This slaughterhouse road night was odd and unlike anything I've ever experienced. Something just felt off. The dark off the side of the road seemed DARKER. We walked past a bunch of trees and made it to the dead end. One of the people with me lived not far from there. He and I kept looking to our left and shaking our head. "Isn't there supposed to be a house there?" We both look at each other. The guy freaking out does not hear us or know what we are talking about. We are at this point trying not to get him worked up anymore. "I don't remember all of those trees being there..."... "Me either"

We hype ourselves up more and the guy freaking out claimed to see someone looking at him (I didn't see it) so we left.

Return Trip

My friend that lived close to there, and I could not shake the fact that what we saw didn't match what we know of that road. Later that night (a couple of hours) he and I went back down there by ourselves. The house was there, it had a lot of lights, and it's driveway was there, and there were a lot fewer trees.

Explanation

I cannot explain this experience. I have no logical explanation, and we all saw the same thing (except for whatever the freaked out guy claimed to see).

In historical legend the closest to a description for what I had heard was the idea of traveling under the hill to the land of the faeries. I thus, started referring to this as going under the hill. It was as though for a moment we stepped into an out of phase parallel to where we are. None of us were drunk, or drug users. Like I said my drug of choice was adrenaline.

Years Later

I was speaking with my wife who was a Deputy Sheriff for Hinsdale County. She said that something like this happened to her once when she was on patrol on one of the remote mountain roads the Sheriff's office had to patrol weekly. She actually entered what seemed like an out of phase area while driving. I was not there, so I can only go with what she told me.

What about you?

I am curious to know if anything like this has happened to any of you. Do you have any ideas what is up with this? (besides calling me a nutjob and saying mass hallucination)

Steem On!