This afternoon I met a friend and her young son downtown for lunch. We enjoyed our meal along the water front as we caught up on the goings on in our lives. During the conversation, we began discussing the Old Fort Park. Curious, she asked if I would take her over there, as it is only a few minutes from where we were. We packed up and headed to the park.

I walked with her, taking her around the front of the mound, then up to the top. After that, we walked back down the mound and went around the southern end, coming out at the western center of the park. During this walk she told me she felt as if she were being watched (I did as well) and at one point even felt nauseated.

We then headed over to the area of the odd planting in the middle of the palms; this is the same location at which I’d had the odd feeling the last time we’d been there at night. I held the baby as she walked between two trees and headed towards the mound. As she passed between the trees, she appeared to stumble. There were no roots, no protruding branches. Coming over to stand next to me, she explained that she’d felt as if the ground suddenly ’sank’, had a sense of vertigo and felt as if she’d been pushed. At this point, her young son looked at the trees and began waving, saying “Hi”.

We finished up our visit, with her declaring that the Old Fort Park gave her the creeps even in the daylight and headed our own ways. Shortly afterwards, she sent me this message:

“When i got in the car and got onto Indian River Drive, I continued to feel like I was being watched; almost like something hitched a ride. I didn’t feel scared or freaked or anything, but my little guy kept saying HI HI HI and waving. As I turned at Midway Road, I felt like my arm was burning. At the same time, my ears popped and the baby started screaming- like something had scared the heck out of him; he was bright red in the face. I looked down and saw I’d been scratched on my arm. As soon as I felt the scratch, the feeling of being watched was gone, but I felt really scared. When we got home, I tried to put the little guy down for a nap, but he won’t go to sleep- he’s still obviously upset.”

I can’t confirm or deny the incident that took place in the car, but I can tell you that while we were at the park she did not come into contact with anything that would have caused the injuries pictured in the images below.  The first two images were taken only moments after the scratches appeared; the others were taken a little over an hour and a half later.