Andrew Smith

Deep in Navajo Nation, in a place believed to be the birthplace of Skinwalkers, we pushed further than ever before. This land carries stories—whispers of encounters, strange figures in the dark, and an energy that feels… off. I brought friends with me as bait, splitting up to see if anything would make itself known. As the sun sank lower, we found ourselves in a hotspot for activity, searching for signs of whatever lurks here. But the real test is coming… because when night falls in these lands, the stories say you’re never truly alone. #fyp #scary #creepy #skinwalker #horrortiktok #scared #mimic #help

I separated myself from the others—figured if anything was watching, it’d come for the one who’s alone. That’s when I started hearing it… faint, unnatural noises echoing through the trees. Too rhythmic to be an animal, too distorted to be human. Every step deeper, it felt like something was circling, just out of sight. But as the sun kept dropping, I knew I couldn’t stay exposed. I made my way back to our base camp—right in the heart of skinwalker territory. Tonight, we’re not just waiting… we’re prepared. Let’s see if they show themselves when the darkness takes over #fyp #scary #scared #creepy #horrortiktok #skinwalker #mimic #help

Will I ever prove skinwalkers don’t exist??? #fyp #scary #skinwalker #creepy #horrortok #scared #mimic #help

Nightfall changes everything out here. The air feels heavier, quieter—like the land itself is holding its breath. I left base camp and went back out, this time armed with something different… an Aztec death whistle. They say the sound is meant to summon spirits, stir up whatever’s hiding in the dark. I blew it once… twice… and waited. That’s when I saw it—barely visible, but unmistakable. A shadow figure standing perfectly still, watching me from the treeline. Not moving. Not blinking. Out here, things don’t just watch for no reason. Whatever it was… it heard me. #scary #fyp #scared #creepy #skinwalker #horrortiktok #mimic #help

I made it to the top of the mountain—alone. Out here, this is where the stories say they watch from the shadows. So I started calling them out, daring them to show themselves. That’s when the smell hit me… something rotten, like decay lingering in the air. And then I noticed the crows. Too many of them, all silent, just staring. In Navajo lore, they say skinwalkers can take the form of animals to stalk you. But it wasn’t until I turned to leave that I saw it—bones scattered everywhere. Bones that weren’t there when we first came up. Whatever’s up here… it’s not hiding anymore #scary #scared #fyp #skinwalker #creepy #horrortok #mimic #help

Whistling alone at night is probably not a good idea… #fyp #scary #creepy #scared #skinwalker #horrortiktok #mimic #help

I wonder what is out here with me #scary #creepy #horrortiktok #scared #skinwalker #smitherenes #helpme

Imagine if I was a skinwalker, you honestly would never know. #fyp #scared #scary #creepy #skinwalker #horrortiktok #mimic #help

We decided to push it even further. I had my friends split up again—using them as bait while I stayed behind, blowing the Aztec death whistle and yelling, daring whatever’s out here to come closer. But then, in the middle of the chaos, I heard something I didn’t expect… whistling. Faint, but clear. Coming from the opposite direction of where Nick went. Out here, the rule is simple: if you hear a whistle at night, it’s never a good sign. I couldn’t tell if it was him… or something trying to lure me in. #fyp #scary #creepy #scared #skinwalker #horrortiktok #horrortok #mimic #help

#ad When I’m out hunting cryptids there is few brand I trust like I trust @Rhino USA #fyp #foryou #xyzcba #scary #horrortiktok #scarytiktoks #skinwalker

The snow crunches under my boots, but other than that, it’s dead silent. Too silent. Out here, miles from the nearest town, the darkness feels different—heavy, like it’s watching. I keep catching movement in the trees, just outside my flashlight’s reach. Could be the wind. Could be something else. Tracks in the snow lead deeper into the forest, but they don’t look right. Too big. Too long. I tell myself it’s nothing, but the feeling in my gut says otherwise. If Skinwalkers are real, this is exactly where they’d be. #fyp #scary #skinwalker #horrortok #creepy #horrortiktok #scared #scarytiktoks #mimic #help

Something about this doesn’t sit right with me… I found these footprints in the snow, but they don’t lead anywhere. No backtracking, no signs of someone leaving—just prints appearing out of nowhere and stopping. I don’t know what to make of this, but I have a bad feeling about it. I’m getting out of here. #fyp #scary #skinwalker #creepy #horrortok #scared #mimic #horrortiktok #help

USING AN AZTEC DEATH WHISTLE TO SUMMON A SKINWALKER #fyp #scary #creepy #scared #skinwalker #horrortiktok #mimic #help

Why did I come here alone? #foryou #fyp #xyzcba #scary #scared #creepy #horrortok #skinwalker #help

We set up camp in one of the most notorious Skinwalker hotspots—and the air feels wrong. The sun is still up, but a storm is rolling in, and the wind is carrying eerie sounds through the canyon. Locals say this land isn’t safe… people have vanished, and strange figures have been seen lurking near the cliffs. We’re splitting up—one of us heading deeper into the canyon, the other climbing toward the mountain where the most chilling encounters have happened. Something is out here. And as night falls, we’ll find out what. #fyp #skinwalker #scary #creepy #horrortok #scared #mimic #help

Now what do I do? #fyp #scary #skinwalker

The skinwalker is gonna get me if it’s real… #fyp #foryou #xyzcba #scary #horrortiktok #omg #scarytiktoks #skinwalke

I’m alone with something out here #foryou #xyzcba #fyp #scary #creepy #horrortok #scared #skinwalker #help

#rip #fyp