Forget the aliens and angels and bigfoots. The best cryptids are the ones where no one knows what it was. Your "sandown clowns", "stick men" or "what came over the hill" give me a story about people with a totally out of context encounter.

I think sometimes these stories become more creepy and hard to categorize because we only have a few details, and they get retold with little to fill in the blanks making it grow stranger.

Maybe if you could talk to the original people who it happened to ... you could find out what really happened. But instead you have a few vivid details and no way to place them.

@futurebird Fresno nightcrawlers for life

I think sometimes these stories become more creepy and hard to categorize because we only have a few details, and they get retold with little to fill in the blanks making it grow stranger.

Maybe if you could talk to the original people who it happened to ... you could find out what really happened. But instead you have a few vivid details and no way to place them.

@futurebird I once had a creature crawl (more like drag itself) over my foot in the dark and give it a pinch. Felt more like crab claws than teeth. It was pitch dark and I couldn't see ANYTHING, it was the 90's before cell phone flashlights. Was it just some normal night critter? Maybe. Was it the tiniest cryptid ever? Also maybe! (Probably not. But maybe!) It was scary as hell at the time, I was probably about 10. Remembering how it felt still gives me shivers.