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The Creature From the Bridgewater Triangle

Updated on March 25, 2024

Strange Rock found in Bridgewater Triangle

writings in ancient languages, some over 1000 years old on the Dighton Rock in the middle of The Triangle
writings in ancient languages, some over 1000 years old on the Dighton Rock in the middle of The Triangle

by Bill Russo

In 2010, I related a strange incident that happened, close to my house near what was a hunting grounds of the Wampanoag Tribe in the 1600s.

Something hairy and inhuman came from a nearby swamp and confronted me just a few hundred yards away from my home.

I had no idea that others had also seen weird things in the area that has come to be known as "The Bridgewater Triangle". A feature documentary on this 'haunted' area of about 200 square miles in the Southern part of Massachusetts was released on October 20.

The producers contacted me after reading my report. They filmed my account of what I saw and it is featured in the movie.

In October 2013, The Bridgewater Triangle Documentary premiered at the University of Massachusetts' main auditorium and drew the largest crowd ever to attend an event at the venue. A sold out audience of over 800 turned out for the showing. This was followed by many screenings at colleges, theaters, fan conventions, and film festivals.

The Blu Ray & DVD of the film was released in mid June 2014. It contains the full documentary plus three hours of bonus material not seen in the original production. You can purchase the film on line by visiting the Bridgewater Triangle Documentary website. You can also buy Tee shirts, coffee mugs and other items.

The producers also expect that the film will find its way to television on a channel like Discovery or the History channel.

My story as told on Monsters & Mysteries in America

Here's my original report:

It is not my intention to recount or verify any of the events and happenings in the triangle, I am only going to detail what happened to me one starless night long, long ago.

Over the last few hundred years, much of the Hockomock swamp has been filled in and whole towns have sprung up where formerly, murky waters were home to many thousands of varieties of fish, birds and other unusual creatures - some unknown to the rest of the continent.

My home in the Bridgewater Triangle was built in Raynham on a knoll just a few hundred yards from an entrance to a large tract of the Hockomock that has not been filled and was never fully explored.

Buffering my backyard from the entrance to the swamp, is a several mile long swath of undeveloped land, occupied only by high tension power lines running from Providence up towards Boston. Even in daylight, walking this overgrown tract that we called ‘the High Tees’, is somewhat disconcerting because it is used as a main highway for a kaleidoscope of animals including coyotes and the occasional wildcat and mountain lion. At night those relatively harmless mammals are reportedly joined by a plethora of bizarre creatures - some beyond description.

For six years, I worked a three to midnight shift and when I got home my custom was to walk my dog - an 80 pound female Rotweiller-Shepherd mix. ‘Samantha’ and I loved our exercise and we walked every single night Summer and Winter.

We usually walked on the sidewalks towards the center of town and stayed away from the Hockomock Swamp. But one night, we varied our routine and walked through the woods toward an old dam that once provided water power for an early iron works.

‘Sam, why do you want to walk the High Tees?,’ I asked her as she pulled me towards the tall wires that were shrouded by even loftier trees. Sammy just looked at me with her bright eyes. She did not bark or get excited like she did when we went for hamburgers at McDonalds or swimming at ‘The Nip’. But I could tell she wanted to walk the different route.

I went along with Sam’s wishes because we were best friends. My grandchildren had often joked that I treated Sam better than them. “I treat Sam like a person because she acts like one, while you guys act like animals!”, I told them.

As Sam and I cut through the backyard and entered the High Tees, darkness was instant and total. No streetlights or star lights can penetrate the canopy of the rangy hundred year old pines that dwarf the power lines.

About a half mile into the walk we arrived at a break where a road cuts through the swath . Sam pulled hard on her leash and looked up at me. Her hair stood on end. She made not a noise, but trembled and looked at me for protection.

“What’s wrong Samantha? I don’t see anything. It’s okay baby. We’ll go home now. Come on.”

I tugged on her leash but she did not budge. It wasn’t obstinacy. It was fear. My big Rot-Shep mix who would tackle a one ton bison or a wild mountain cat, was scared stiff.

I heard what frightened her before I saw it.

“Eee wah chu. Eee wah chu. Keer. Keer. Eee wah chu.” an eerie call floated to my ears in the still night.

‘Eee WAH CHU. EE WAN CHEW. EEE WAH CHU. KEER, keer EEEEEE WAHHHHHN CHEW.”, the unearthly high pitched voice was closer and louder.

There was a street lamp about 20 feet in front of me and it cast a bluish circle of light on the pavement.

Into the circle walked a hairy creature about three to four feet tall which weighed probably a hundred pounds.

“EEEE WAH CHU EEEEE WAH CHEW CHEW … Chew Chew. Eee wah chu.,” it repeated over and over again.

It stood very straight on two feet and looked at me with eyes that were too large for its head - like the eyes of an owl. Sammy and I were frozen as we watched the creature. It did not advance further and did not appear to be threatening us - but we were scared still. Sam did not bark, nor whine. She trembled slightly and kept looking at me as if to say, “What is it?”

“It’s okay Sam.”, I said unconvincingly.

The creature kept talking and began motioning with its arms. It wore no clothes and was completely covered with coarse, unkempt hair that was about five or six inches long. It seemed to have a pot belly and I took it to be in the young stages of old age.

We stood watching the thing for not more than a minute but it felt like hours. It kept speaking to us, but made no further movement toward us. I summoned enough courage to ask it a few questions but got no answer other than “EEE WAH CHEW” repeated again and again.

If I had been Darwin, or Dr. Livingston, I would have walked to the thing and would have made a great discovery and would have written a new chapter in human history. But I was just a weak, frightened man who slinked away and lost a chance to catalogue an entirely new species.

I am ashamed to admit that I walked away. Sam and I turned and went home as fast as we could.

In my living room, I stayed up all night analyzing the encounter.

I tried to figure out what the hairy thing was saying and my best guess at a translation is this: It was speaking English and saying, “We want you. We want you. Come here. Come here.” “Eee wah chu. Eee wah chu. Keer. Keer. “

To this day, I do not know what they wanted me for. Or maybe it was Sam they wanted. If I had the grit to meet with the creature, I could probably write a good ending to this story. Or maybe Sam and I would have been a midnight snack to a band of hairy, little potbellied carnivores.

Over the years, I did go back to the place of the encounter, but I never again saw the hirsute, big eyed thing that summoned me with the call, “eeeee wah chew … ee wah chu.

I do not know what it was.

I do know what it was not!

It was not a beaver, muskrat, woodchuck, raccoon, bear, or anything like that. It stood very erect, used its arms like a person and was paunchy in the middle. These characteristics do not apply to the various forest creatures that I previously mentioned. Also…IT WAS NOT HUMAN. There is no doubt in my mind that the thing was inhuman.

I guess what it was, or is, is some type of subhuman swamp creature that has lived in the Hockomock swamp for thousands of years. It was living there before the humans came….and it probably will live there, after the humans have gone.



In October of 2012, Film maker Aaron Cadieux interviewed me about my encounter and used the footage as part of the documentary on the Bridgewater Triangle that he co produced with Manny Famolare. Google The Bridgewater Triangle Documentary to get to the facebook site as well as the main site. You can find a link to upcoming events or to watch the movie online.


That strange rock found in the Triangle, The Dighton Rock, has puzzled people for generations. Who put the strange markings on the rock and why? It might be part of the curse of a Wampanoag Chief. For details follow this link to a New England Mystery. The Dighton Rock...

Though I had a scary encounter in the Bridgewater Triangle, I was never afraid to live there. But there is a town out West, where I was too frightened to spend even one night. Stephen King visited the town and decided to make his horror story "Desperation", in the little village sitting at the bottom of Mule Mountain, Cochise County Arizona. The town is called Bisbee, and I found it to be much more frightening than the movie......


Here' some video on the Bridgewater Triangle......

New Documentary on the Bridgewater Triangle slated for October 2013 release


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