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The Drummer at the Dam

Posted on August 24, 2010

I have always been fascinated by ghost stories and tales of the paranormal. I’ve always had an open mind about that kind of thing. Especially if I feel I am in a place that could potentially have some paranormal activity. When I had the experience I’m about to share with you, I was not prepared whatsoever.

It was five years ago and I was still living with my parents in Bandera, Texas. I was 18 and had just recently met a guy named Jeremy that seemed pretty cool so I decided to take a drive out to Kerrville (about 40 miles away) and hang out with him for a day. After driving around town for awhile, he suggested that we should check out this old dam that wasn’t far to hang out and talk.

We were driving in this small neighborhood that was surrounded by a wooded area and he instructed me to park on the side of the road in front of some trees. We climbed over a barbed wire fence and found a steep trail going down towards the dam. We eventually got to this clearing where we could see the creek and the dam.

It’s a little difficult to explain how it was set up but I will try my best. There was a cement wall that went up the hill on the side where my car was parked. There was a cement slab that was connected to this that went from the corner of the dam and the trail and extended about 20 feet by 4 feet until it dropped off. The drop was about 15 feet to the rocky bottom and the edge of the creek below. The dam was perpendicular to this cement slab we were sitting on and extended about 100 yards to another cement wall at the other side of the creek. We were sitting on that small cement slab looking out over the creek that was still and shallow below the dam wall. The wall of the dam that faced the creek was slanted at a 45 degree angle. The creek was completely visible to the other side of the dam. There was a thick wooded area parallel to the dam with the creek in the middle. I really hope I’m not confusing (or boring) anyone with the description but this has important relevance to my story.

Basically, we were sitting on the small cement slab overlooking the creek below with the dam on our right side and the woods to our left.

It was late in the afternoon and the sun was going down over the horizon. We were chatting when we heard a faint sound of drums in the distance past the woods. It was slow but steady and we stopped talking to listen to it. Not knowing what to make of it, we started joking that maybe it was some hobos having a party in the woods. We really didn’t think anything of it because it sounded so far away. The sky was starting to get really dark by this time. The drumming never stopped. It was getting louder and seemed to be coming closer to the part of the creek that was visible to us. We couldn’t hear anything or anyone but the drumming. The sound of the drumming was rhythmic. It wasn’t just a constant, loud thumping. It actually sounded pretty good besides the fact that it was starting to make me nervous. All of a sudden, the sound of the drumming seemed to come out from the woods and into the clearing of the creek. I just froze because I was starting to get really scared. The dusk made a small part of the creek visible with whatever light was left over from the day.

I was looking out on the water and I saw the shadow of a figure moving across the creek towards the dam. The drumming was getting louder and faster. It startled me and I pointed it out to Jeremy and told him what I saw. He was trying to play it cool and said he didn’t see anything and told me not to worry. “It must have been some old guy messing with us…” I was still watching it move across the creek and then it started to move up the wall of the dam. It didn’t just move, it glided up the wall. I was shocked that whoever was drumming moved up the wall with such ease and was still able to play the whole time. “It” was finally at the top of the dam. That’s when it started coming towards us and getting even LOUDER and FASTER! Jeremy finally admitted that he could hear it getting closer and started to suggest that we leave. I was way ahead of him. I grabbed my stuff and started heading towards the corner of the cement slab, the beginning of the dam and the trail back up to my car.

It terrified me because I had to walk closer to whatever or whoever was coming towards us in order to leave. I thought about looking out towards “the drummer” to see if I could make out what or who it was. But I was way too scared and just wanted to get in my car and leave as soon as possible. I was trekking up the hill with Jeremy behind me and all of a sudden – the music stopped! This scared me more than I already was because I knew it must be following us up the trail by that point. We ran as fast as we could, climbed inside my car and got the hell out there!

That was the single most terrifying moment of my life. I barely said a word to Jeremy on the way back to his house. After I dropped him off, I took the long drive back to my house trying to figure out what that could have been. It’s very possible it was someone trying to mess with us. I don’t see how they could have known we were there because we weren’t talking loudly and it was too dark for them to see us on that slab. I’ve been in other situations where people would scare me and my friends with some grand scheme. This didn’t seem that at all. I mean, this was really going out of someone’s way just to scare a couple of kids. The most startling thing about that whole experience was the fact that it moved up that wall so easily while playing the drums. It sounded like a small bongo drum that could be strapped around someone’s body.

To this day, I still think about that night and try to come up with some logical explanation for what or who was out there with us. I still have no idea.

Sent in by lps721, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com

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6 Responses to “The Drummer at the Dam”
  1. trolldoll says:

    i’m sure that must have been frightening, hear drumming from nowhere. did it sound military or native american? being in texas it could have been mexican. i would have been curious enough to go back and see, tho i don’t think i would have gone down the trail to the dam. thanks for a cool experience!

  2. Eddie says:

    that is pretty scary!.. since its in the Forrest there maybe an Indian burial ground nearby.. Or it can be something else..

  3. mario says:

    It was indian drum the sound of the heart beat Boom boom boom boom BOOM Boom boom boom

  4. troj says:

    Happens to lots of us. Not paranormal. Thank God.

  5. AnNa bites back says:

    i think you should go back and check it out.take pictures,and if you see indians then you know,if its something else then well you know,know matter what you’ll know whats there.have you talked to the guy about it?thanks for the story.

  6. Witchking Andy says:

    You said shadow then the case might be a shadow person.Or some playful ghost trying to pull tricks. Hehe i would.Thanx 4 your story

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