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The Origins of Nightmare

It was the stuff of childhood nightmares and urban legends. A real life axe-wielding maniac right in our own backyard. Three separate newspaper articles seemed to confirm his existence and countless re-tellings over the last 37 years had added new details and new twists.

First Article

Second Article

Third Article

But the fact remained that you couldn't come up with a sillier name for a monster than the Bunnyman. I mean who would be afraid of a guy in a rabbit suit even if he was wielding an axe? You just couldn't take him seriously could you?

So thought my friends Eric "the Viking" Franking and tomyris_beat and I. We joked about it most of the week while I was visiting. "Watch out for the Bunnyman!" "Lock the doors. You wouldn't want the Bunnyman getting in!" "He hides under the bed you know!"

Early in the week, we crossed over the infamous Bunnyman Bridge near Clifton, VA on our train ride into DC and Eric and I joked about it then. So we figured it would be fun to go see the bridge from below and see if the Bunnyman would appear. We did research all week in to Bunnyman Legend.

The funny thing was, all three of us grew up in that area and had never heard of the Bunnyman. I used to take dates to Clifton to make out on a hillside near the bridge even. You'd think I'd have heard something about it. So we were generally skeptical. But still, in 1980, Eric the Viking, myself, Scott "Noofer" Knuth and Phil "Phylum" Hunt had been chased through Prince William Forest Park one night by a 8 Foot Monster Beaver. The only thing that kept us safe was a boom box blasting out Casey Kasem and American Top 40. That's right, "Le Freak" kept us safe from a giant marauding Buck toothed rodent bent on our destruction.

Later in the 80's, a couple of kids were killed in the woods near where we lived and weaks later, police discovered a mentally disturbed individual living in the woods and booby trapping the rails with homemade pipe bombs.

So we knew the presence of a possible axe-toting cryptid in the same area was not out of the question.

Near the end of my week-long stay, we decided we would take Eric the Viking and tomyris_beat's family and go to visit the bridge ourselves. On a lark, tomyris_beat bought bunny ears for all of us at a costume store so perhaps we could entice the Bunnyman out of hiding.

After a long drive, we got to the bridge. It's a pretty peaceful place actually. Just a stone tunnel beneath a railroad crossing. We did notice an echo inside, giving rise to jokes about Echo and The Bunnymen. We decided to do a group picture to memorialize the event. We hung around for awhile, checking out the terrain but saw no evidence of a Bunnyman. So we had the kids in the SUV. tomyris_beat was getting in and Eric the Viking and I were putting away the camera gear when we heard the sound.

A loud moaning yell that seemed to be coming from the other side of the bridge tunnel. Eric and I looked at each other, then back to the tunnel. tomyris_beat had turned around in her seat to see what the noise was about. We still had the back of the SUV open. The yelling continued and grew louder. We started toward the tunnel but just then, a large man-like creature with large ears entered the tunnel from the far end. I think we both took a quick step back, it happened that fast. Eric raised his hand to point and in that instant I noticed what appeared to be a hatchet in the raised arm of the man-thing. Eric was holding my camera in my hands so he raised it and snapped a hasty photo before we turned and ran.



Eric and I practically dove into the SUV and took off up the road. When we looked back, the thing under the bridge had stopped waving the hatchet and was just standing there in the shadows of the tunnel, watching us leave.

We drove home, not stopping. Once safe in the house, we considered calling he police but in the end we figured no one would believe us. So this is the first I've said about the experience. Never again will I laugh at someone for relating a tale of the Bunnyman of Clifton Virginia.

Wander

Comments

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sextanika
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:08 pm (UTC)
OMG! I think I seriously would have pissed my pants!!!!!!
wander
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:11 pm (UTC)
One for your new organization to explore.

W
sextanika
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:11 pm (UTC)
hell no! lmao
wander
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:18 pm (UTC)
heheheh. Not up to the challenge my dear? Or are you going to stick with just the things that go bump in the night?

W
sextanika
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:46 pm (UTC)
lol I don't feel like getting chased down with an axe. lol
ra_the_bold
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:29 pm (UTC)
That was lovely! Thanks!
wander
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:30 pm (UTC)
I do try to entertain my readers.

W
redsgoddes
Dec. 6th, 2007 01:58 am (UTC)
ROFLMAO!!

Nice ears. Very becoming. (snicker)
wander
Dec. 6th, 2007 02:02 am (UTC)
Hey little girl. Wanna rub my ears?

W
redsgoddes
Dec. 6th, 2007 02:07 am (UTC)
If you put down that ax and be a good little boy.
wander
Dec. 6th, 2007 02:13 am (UTC)
Axe? What axe?

W
redsgoddes
Dec. 6th, 2007 02:16 am (UTC)
You know what ax.........
greensh
Dec. 6th, 2007 07:16 pm (UTC)
Ah... that explains the new icon!
wander
Dec. 6th, 2007 07:39 pm (UTC)
Life is very entertaining sometimes.

W
yndy
Dec. 6th, 2007 08:10 pm (UTC)
So is this for real? or just a VERY well written story with a neat picture? :)
wander
Dec. 6th, 2007 10:02 pm (UTC)
Real to a point. Read your messages.

W
jinxed828
Dec. 6th, 2007 08:11 pm (UTC)
Great story!
wander
Dec. 6th, 2007 10:03 pm (UTC)
Thanks!. Ever been there? I hear people go out there on Halloween to try and conjure the spirit of the Bunnyman.

W
jinxed828
Dec. 7th, 2007 05:58 pm (UTC)
No, I've never been there, but I've heard the bunnyman story.
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