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This forest is so loud.

What the is that?

There are bones everywhere.

We're in a feeding ground.

We're in a feeding ground.

On this episode of Expedition X...

A paranormal cryptid?

Is that what we're talking about here?

...my team travels to Heather's home turf of Arkansas...

We've had incidents where this thing has killed livestock.

-Mm. -There's a lot of people

who won't even go out at night now.

...to help a community

that says they've been terrorized by a ferocious monster

for over a century.

I saw a dark figure

run out like a linebacker and hit my horse.

That is a strong jaw to be able to do that.

But with some of the toughest terrain in America to investigate,

Heather and Phil realize that hunting this creature takes a village.

Are you with me?

-Yeah! -Literally.

What you got?

We got a suspected print.

With an army on their side,

will they finally solve the mystery of the Fouke Monster?

Whoa! What the !

That looks big.

All right, guys, I'm gonna pitch y'all a story

from my home state of Arkansas.

Oh, boy, Heather's about to go full Southern on us.

-Let's hear it. -I definitely am.

But I'm fixing to show you something real good. Take a look.

Hold onto your grits, Phil. Here we go.

-Okay. Someone walking across the road. -Oh.

That looks like a Bigfoot.

What is that? There's no way this is real.

Oh, it's real, Phil. It's a real cult classic.

This is a '70s movie called The Legend of Boggy Creek, right?

That's it. It was set in Fouke, Arkansas.

But it's not just a movie.

It's real witnesses reenacting their own encounters

with a monster that they say is still there today.

And I just got a call about recent sightings

from the mayor of Fouke, Arkansas.

Wait, the mayor of this town called you personally?

He sure did.

Heather's a big deal in Arkansas.

-It's a small population. -Oh.

Look, and this creature is a big deal.

I have been hearing stories about this Fouke Monster for a long time

and the movie may have made the beast famous, but its legend goes way back,

before movies were even invented.

The Fouke Monster has struck fear

throughout Southern Arkansas for over a century.

Terrifying tales of local encounters with the creature

date back to the first inhabitants of the region,

the Caddo people, who recounted shocking run ins

with what they called the ha'yacatsi, or lost giant.

The first documented sighting of the monster

appears in an 1851 article in The Arkansas Gazette,

describing a tall, hairy human-like beast stalking cattle.

Then, in 1856,

there are reports of a posse sent out to capture the cryptid.

The mission ends in horror as a man is mauled.

His eye allegedly gouged out and flesh torn away by the creature's teeth.

After the town of Fouke is established in 1890,

terrifying encounters with the monster only escalated

with most taking place around nearby Sulphur River and Boggy Creek swamp,

Witnesses commonly described the creature as towering seven to ten feet tall,

with reddish black hair and a blood curdling howl.

Sightings peak in 1971 when a man named Bobby Ford is hospitalized,

claiming to have been attacked by the savage cryptid.

The monster then goes from local legend to national news sensation

when Arkansas-based filmmaker Charles B. Pierce

is inspired to create the 1972 horror movie The Legend of Boggy Creek.

He's right there!

The movie grosses $25 million

and draws legions of prospective monster hunters to Fouke,

all hungry to capture or kill the beast.

And yet, despite much effort,

no one is able to produce enough evidence

to definitively prove its existence.

But the supposed sightings have never stopped.

If anything, they've spiked.

To this day, the lore of the legendary monster

keeps thrill seekers flocking to Fouke.

Recent distressing reports include a Fouke resident

claiming he witnessed the monster savagely attack and kill his horse.

And a local woman recently captured a recording

of what is believed to be the creature's bone-chilling howl.

Is the Fouke Monster the southern version of Bigfoot?

Could the uptick in sightings suggest there are multiple monsters out there?

Or could it even be something supernatural, as many believe?

With sightings and encounters reaching a fever pitch,

it begs the question,

is the Fouke Monster more fact than fiction?

All right, guys.

I'm not wanting to do this just because it's Arkansas.

-You sure? -Yes.

There are so many people that have believed in this for so long,

and we have all this new evidence.

I think we got to check it out.

What do you reckon, Phil?

Well, I got a question for you, Heather.

What else is this town of Fouke known for?

To be fair, not much.

Right, so you could say that this town benefits economically

from all the attention that this movie, this myth, brought them?

And maybe they'd be incentivized

to keep the legend alive a little bit?

So you think they're peddling a fake story to sell bumper stickers?

-Why not? -Hold on now.

How do you explain all the sightings

that happened before the movie came out?

And I know for a fact that there are several witnesses

that don't like the attention it brings the town,

so they won't talk about their own story.

I think we need to investigate it.

I'm with Heather on this.

I think this is an incredible story.

I love that there are new sightings.

This is a monster movie in need of a sequel.

So, Heather, your mission is to go home,

take Phil with you and find the monster.

Whoo! Woo Pig!

-What? -What?

Y'all got so much to learn.

Good luck, Phil.

It's a four-hour flight from New York City to Texarkana,

right on the Texas-Arkansas border.

Then, a quick 20-minute drive to the town of Fouke.

Welcome to Arkansas.

All right. Here we are.

You know, I don't think I've ever set foot in Arkansas,

but I have driven through.

-Oh, come on. -Does that... Does that count?

No, it doesn't count.

You're not doing yourself any favors,

but you probably did see how pretty it was.

Yeah, it's beautiful.

A lot of forests.

We are the natural state.

Over half our state is made up of forests.

We have a ton of lakes, creeks, rivers.

And that's a lot of places for the Fouke Monster to hide, let me tell you.

How do I fit in here?

You like bugs, right?

-Yes. -Well, there are gonna be plenty of them.

So I should talk to everybody I meet about bugs.

-No. -I think you're onto something here.

I'm gonna fit right in.

I don't think you will.

Maybe the mosquitoes will like you.

So how big is Fouke?

Its population of a little over 800 people.

-That's tiny. -I know.

Eight hundred people and one monster terrorizing everyone.

This is it.

What is that?

That's where we're going.

We're going to the Monster Mart?

We're going to the Monster Mart.

That is amazing!

Wow!

Hey, we found him!

Looks just like you.

Hey, not nice.

Oh, my gosh. I'm in heaven.

We gotta get one of those.

Come on!

Bigfoot back scratcher.

It's my flag.

Believe!

Look at that six pack.

You gotta take a selfie.

The beauty of small towns like Fouke is easy access.

Conveniently, City Hall happens to be a two-minute walk

from the local Monster Mart.

Hey, Phil and Heather.

Nice to finally meet you, Mayor Purvis.

Finally! It's good to see y'all.

Great to meet you, Mayor.

Mayor Terry Purvis has fielded calls about the Fouke Monster for years.

But now, he says reports of sightings are surging.

As mayor of Fouke,

do you believe that the Fouke Monster is actually out there?

There's no doubt in my mind.

I've got several close friends,

they've had sightings.

I've known these people for 30, 40 years.

Their stories never changed.

It wasn't made up.

We just saw the Monster Mart.

It seems like the Fouke Monster's kind of big business around here.

Does the town benefit from the lore staying alive?

It sure does.

It's economic development. It's tourism.

But look, people are scared.

We've had incidents where this thing has killed livestock.

Mm.

There's a lot of people who won't even go out at night now.

And we've actually had people move away from here because they're scared.

Wow. So myth, legend or not, the people who live here,

there's something that they're afraid of.

Yeah. We live in a small town. We know everybody.

They come up here to the city hall,

they've had sightings.

You could tell by the anxiety in them.

-They've seen something. -Hmm.

I want to show you something that was sent to me,

and the person that sent this to me,

they want to remain anonymous.

But they made this recording out in the woods.

I want to see what you think.

-What is that? -I don't know.

We hunt, we fish.

We're constantly out in the woods down here.

I've never heard anything like that in my life.

It... It could be fox. It could be a bobcat.

That wasn't no fox or bobcat. Dude, I'm country.

-That's no fox. -Uh-huh.

I just want to make sure my residents here are safe.

What's going on out there?

That's what we got you here for.

If we want to get a handle on the most recent activity,

who should we talk to?

Well, I would start with our Fouke City marshal.

He's the one that responds to the 911 calls when there's a sighting.

Fouke Monster's got a record.

We'll see what we find.

Great to have you here in our city.

Thank you.

In a gesture of southern hospitality,

the mayor has arranged for a guide

to take us to the site of the latest reported Fouke Monster encounter.

But instead of getting a member of his staff, we got a run-in with the law.

Look who it is.

Heard y'all looking for the Fouke Monster?

-That's right. -We sure are.

-And you're from Arkansas? -That's right.

You can ride shotgun with me.

All right. That's what I'm talking about.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, you come on back here.

Oh, boy.

-Watch your head getting in. -Oh, God.

Comfy?

Not exactly the word I was thinking.

City Marshal Arthur Parris

has investigated plenty of strange incidents in Fouke,

but we're told the person he's taking us to

may have witnessed the strangest yet.

You've received phone calls about people seeing the Fouke Monster, right?

Yes, I have.

They said they had a big animal

get their livestock or their dog or something.

And have you ever concluded what it was?

I have not.

But people feel like there is actually a monster out here.

So since we're heading to this place on semiofficial business,

any chance we can turn on the siren and flashing lights?

Yeah, we can.

Wow!

Can I press it? Just once?

You do the siren.

Watch out, Fouke Monster.

Here we come.

So is this the guy?

-This is Doyle. -Let's meet him.

I guess I should let him out, huh?

You don't have to.

Hey, Doyle. How you doing?

Doing good.

Hey, these are the folks I was telling you about earlier.

Nice to meet you, Doyle.

Doyle Holmes is a longtime Fouke resident

who says he had a recent run-in

with a massive, ferocious creature on his land.

All right, this is where it happened.

-Right back here? -Right back here.

Okay. Walk us through. What happened that night?

Well, I was asleep about 3 o'clock in the morning,

and I heard a commotion outside.

My dogs started raising Cain.

I ran out, tried to see what was going on.

I saw my horse running down this field

and he was really kicking up, going as fast as he could.

But as he got to about this point, I saw a dark figure,

ran out like a linebacker and hit him in the back end.

The horse just went tumbling end over end down the hill.

When I got here, the horse was mortally wounded.

-He was dying at that point. -Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

My dogs had given chase to whatever it was.

You could hear it was on two feet.

So, you saw something dark coming after your horse

and knocking your horse over.

It was taller than the horse.

Yeah, about seven foot, seven and a half feet,

was covered in hair.

What do you think this was?

It had to be the Fouke Monster.

That's all it could be.

It was large enough to knock the horse completely off its feet.

How much did your horse weigh?

Seven hundred pounds.

That's something very strong.

And this is the craziest thing.

I came out to check on the body of the horse the next morning,

and he was gone.

Wait. What happened to the horse?

Let me show you.

The next morning, when I arrived where the horse expired,

I found drag marks next to where the body was.

And I followed the drag marks

all the way to this spot right here where you see him now.

-Wow. -.

There he is.

How does this 700-pound horse get dragged out here?

By something brutally strong.

Strong enough to drag through a barbed wire fence and down this trail.

This thing broke your fence?

Yes. Tore right through the fence.

It's almost like something dragged this

all the way out here to feed on it.

Yes, because when I found the horse,

portions of the carcass had been ripped off.

Far as what did it, it did not look like teeth,

it looked like claws or hand marks.

Now, a bear could possibly be strong enough to pull a horse out here.

I would think if a bear pulled it off, they would bury it.

-Hmm. -And guard it.

May I take a look at this?

Yes.

This thing...

These are the sinuses,

but those two holes, puncture holes.

Puncture holes.

That is a strong jaw to be able to do that.

Mm-hmm.

Something's been feasting on this for sure.

Yeah, but we don't know if there was a scavenger.

If we get some images of these puncture wounds,

we may be able to identify what animal made these.

That's smart.

Okay, I'm gonna need your help to hold this.

All right.

This is an imaging microscope

that is sending a feed to the phone.

Oh, cool.

When you see something that looks like groove marks,

you can take some images.

So this thing was here.

Any ideas where it might have gone?

My feeling is it headed towards the thicket at the bottom of the hill.

There's plenty of water,

food sources down there, including wild hogs, plenty of cover.

Can we walk there?

No, it's too far and overgrown.

But I've got horses.

Doyle gives us a set of coordinates

deep within the Arkansas brush

and then hands us the reins of his two most trusted transports.

You ready to find the Fouke Monster?

Yah!

I'll take that as a yes.

Let's go!

Woo-hoo!

A bear could be strong enough to drag a horse that far.

We're talking about a 700-pound horse.

It would be a really good day for the bear.

Right.

But it's way more possible in my mind than the Fouke Monster.

Mmm. Easy.

My horse is nervous.

Here's perks.

-Did you see that? -He was perked.

When she snorts, she's smelling something.

Question is, what is it?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Come on, baby.

I mean, she doesn't want to go any farther.

Come on. Look at her.

Yeah.

There's definitely something around us.

I think this is the end of the line for the horses.

-We gotta go on foot. -All right.

With our horses spooked,

members of our crew will take them to safety

while Phil and I continue our search on foot

for any evidence of the Fouke Monster.

I know it's loud out here.

But I still think our game caller would be effective.

All right.

I got the recording the mayor gave us.

Maybe if we call out,

something will call back.

-Okay. Yeah. -Ready?

And now we listen.

I swear I just saw something move over there.

Wait, where?

-Back there? -Yeah.

-Right here. Look at this. -What? What?

Is that a trail?

Little bit of a game trail, right here.

You see that?

So it's flattened.

Flattened, flattened.

That there is broken.

Bentgrass right here.

So this is a game trail, leading that way.

-Well, see where it leads us. -Okay.

Someone's moving over there.

Let's go.

All right. Just move it.

-Come on. -Right behind you.

What the is that?

Holy .

There are bones everywhere.

I mean, that looks like a deer, a wild hog.

Look at this.

.

We're in a feeding ground.

We're in a feeding ground.

Give me the FLIR.

Okay, here you go.

I don't see anything.

This could be the Fouke Monster's feeding ground.

These are not small kills.

You have to be strong to take down a wild hog.

That... Unbelievable.

We'll watch our back on the FLIR

and get some images and document what we just found.

Okay, let's hustle.

After discovering a potential feeding ground for a large animal

we decide to regroup.

At sunrise, we meet someone

who I think might be able to shed light on our bizarre find.

-Hey, Lyle! -Hey!

My old friend, cryptozoologist Lyle Blackburn.

He's an authority on the Fouke Monster.

Not only has he written three books on the subject,

he's also interviewed every living witness

who supposedly had an encounter with the creature.

I was talking to Phil, and I said

obviously, the one person that we needed to talk to

when learning about the Fouke Monster is you.

Aw, thank you so much.

As she's told me,

you've talked to every single living witness?

Hundreds, literally,

that have claimed to see the creature.

What patterns have you learned over time?

One thing that even the townsfolk noted early on

was that a lot of the sightings were around the waterways,

so you could begin to predict where people would see this.

Have you seen it?

-I believe I have. -Really?

And this was only a couple of months ago.

It was an afternoon like this, getting late, dusk.

I went out and hiked well back along this lake here,

towards the Sulfur River.

I came across an actual pile of bones...

like a boneyard,

where someone or something

had thrown some hog bones and deer bones.

All of a sudden, I hear walking.

And immediately, you know, the hair stands up on the back of my neck,

and I turn and look.

I could see a whole figure...

upright, on two legs, like a dark silhouette,

and it just disappeared behind the brush.

I knew this wasn't a person.

-How big? -I would say 7 feet tall.

-It's tall. -What do you think the Fouke Monster is?

Is it just another version of Bigfoot or Sasquatch,

or is it something completely different?

Well, it has a lot of aspects that are similar to Bigfoot,

but it is unique in some other ways.

Uh, it's very aggressive.

It seems extremely elusive, very shadowy.

That might blend with some of the theories,

especially from Native Americans,

that these are perhaps more supernatural creatures.

Supernatural how?

There's a variety of theories about these creatures

with fantastic abilities to blend in

or disappear into the woods,

which it explains some of these fleeting sightings.

So a paranormal cryptid?

Is that what we're talking about here?

Well, I mean, that makes sense.

We can't find solid evidence of it,

and it disappears?

I mean, then again, it could just be

something that knows how to live here

and knows how to hide.

Absolutely. And I think we can never underestimate

the abilities of animals.

This is their domain.

It is a big area around here.

Where should we focus our investigation from here on out?

Well, I think your best bet is to follow the waterways.

This is the Sulfur River, and this place in particular,

lately, has been a hotbed of sightings.

I've put together a map that'll probably help you.

Okay.

That's a lot.

-Each one of these dots is a sighting? -Yeah.

The ones that are circled in red are the most recent sightings.

-Oh! -Okay, we've got our work cut out for us.

According to Lyle's map,

the most recent cluster of Fouke Monster sightings

runs along a remote stretch of the Sulfur River,

surrounded on both sides by swampland.

To try and outflank this possible cryptid,

Phil and I are rallying the troops.

Let's see if finding this creature takes a village, literally.

Mayor Purvis has kindly assembled

a large search party of eager volunteers.

And they all have something to say

about the infamous monster that's synonymous with their town.

I grew up right here

where they did the movie and filmed the movie.

My feelings on it are

if there's prehistoric life in the ocean,

there's prehistoric life in the deep woods.

Everybody is out here looking for a flesh-and-blood animal.

I think it's something different.

I think it's something spiritual,

just like you see ghosts and don't see ghosts.

I think if you believe in it, you're more likely to see it.

So you think I can potentially use

paranormal methods to try and track this thing?

-I think that would be a good way to go. -Hmm.

I want to welcome everybody out here today,

and thank you so much for coming.

We're gonna prove to the world once and for all

the Fouke Monster's out there.

We've got a great investigating team here,

Heather Amaro from Little Rock, Arkansas, is here with us.

-A hometown girl right here amongst us.

And we also got Phil.

There you go. There you go.

I got my one. Thank you.

All right, folks. Heather here wants to say a few words.

Now I'm from Arkansas, born and raised.

We know why we're the natural state.

-Yeah. -We respect the land,

the people and the animals, even the unknown ones.

Yeah!

Today, we turn those doubters into believers.

Are you with me?

Let's go find this Fouken thing.

We'll be splitting the search into three groups.

Heather and I will be leading parties on the sides of the river,

working our way towards the swamps.

One whistle, you found something.

Two whistles, that'll come from one of us,

means keep moving the line.

We equip each group with a set of walkies

and each searcher with a whistle.

Meanwhile, Mayor Purvis will take a team by boat

upriver to a bank that has had a slew of recent sightings.

-It's go time. -Okay.

We want to try to move as uniform as possible.

You guys ready to go?

We're ready when you are.

All right. Stand by for whistle.

Okay.

Y'all ready?

Here we go.

-All right, guys. That's two whistles.

Let's go.

-Slow and steady. -We're ready to pop.

Phil and Heather. This is Mayor Purvis.

We're going to go up here on the riverbank.

If you guys find the Fouke Monster,

I'll give you the key to the city right now.

I'm just gonna come over here.

You got something?

Oh, yeah. Look at this.

So what am I looking at? Mussels?

-Mussel shell. -Interesting.

It's unusual to find mussels this far inland.

We have got a food source,

which Doyle says he regularly sees

when he is searching for the Fouke Monster.

We're heading in the right direction.

Look at that.

I've been looking for you, too.

Amazing.

They're out here.

You know what not to step on.

Okay, I'll let you go back down.

Hope you find some good dinner tonight.

So let's try to cut straight across here.

As our search teams push deeper into the swampland,

more and more evidence begins to appear.

What you got?

Let me see. Oh!

That is thick hair.

I'm going to collect some of these hairs.

Wow.

First hair sample.

This could be good.

Let's keep walking.

We've had a lot of sightings in this area.

Oh, .

We've got evidence.

Phil and Heather, we got a suspected print.

You found a good print?

Yes, we did.

Maybe where he was going to jump over this brush here.

You can tell he came down with his toes.

Can you take some pictures?

We did.

Thanks, Mayor.

We've got a lot of activity right here around the swamp.

It is getting darker.

There's a lot of snakes out,

and, honestly, just don't want anyone getting hurt

by whatever's out here.

When we send the townspeople home,

Heather and I are gonna do our job.

That's it.

Let's make our way back.

-Hey, guys. -How was everything on the boat?

You ain't gonna believe this.

I want you to look at this picture.

Holy moly.

The definition of the three toes.

Are three toes typical for a suspected Fouke Monster print?

No, this is not a full print.

It's like he was running.

The front part of his foot, like he was vaulting.

It seems like it was sprinting.

-Uh, yeah, exactly. -It looks fresh, too.

-Where was this? -Just right up the Sulfur River here.

We went in about 45 yards,

like he was chasing dinner.

-He was heading inland? -Yes.

Thank you for getting everybody who came out tonight.

We got some amazing evidence.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Thank you so much, Mayor.

Thank you to the town of Fouke.

-Y'all are the best. -Thank y'all.

-Thank you so much. -So cool.

As we lay out the evidence found

by all three groups,

an interesting pattern emerges.

Our hairs, prints and possible food sources,

in addition to the boneyard Heather and I stumbled upon last night,

were all located on the edges of swampland deep behind the tree line.

So for tonight's investigation,

Heather and I will target an area of swampland

centrally located between the four major evidence sites

in hopes of tracking down the Fouke Monster once and for all.

Look! Mussel.

Doyle said that is a good source of protein for the Fouke Monster.

The swamp is dead ahead.

Yeah, the water starts to get deep right there.

What's really interesting to me is this conversation I had

with one of our fellow searchers.

She reaffirmed this idea

that the Fouke Monster could exist on multiple planes.

Like what Lyle was mentioning, this supernatural existence?

Yes. That would explain why it suddenly appears and disappears.

That explains why there's one track,

and then nothing else around it.

I mean, that seems like a very convenient excuse,

in my mind, for why this thing isn't seen.

It's far out there, but it's intriguing.

If this thing is paranormal, maybe I've got a better chance

of using something from my kit.

I'm gonna use the SLS

and see if I can pick anything up on it.

All right. You've got this side of the swamp covered.

I'm gonna try approaching it from the other side.

All right. Be careful.

Okay.

Let's see who's out here tonight.

Would you help me get the FLIR out?

If there's anyone here,

you can use this SLS to appear.

So far, I don't have anything.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

There's something big over there.

What is that?

The first reported encounter with the Fouke Monster

was a truly chilling one.

In May of 1971,

Bobby Ford is admitted to the Texarkana hospital,

wounded and in shock,

sputtering a nightmarish story

about a hairy giant with red eyes

attacking him at his home.

Bobby claims to have barely escaped the creature's claws...

...retreating in such a panic

that he crashed through his own front door.

More terrifying still,

the man's tale is corroborated by his wife and his brother,

who all swear that they not only saw the beast, but shot at it as well.

Law enforcement investigates,

finding strange cracks on the Fords' property

as well as claw marks on the porch.

A cougar was branded the likely culprit,

but that wasn't good enough for the Fords,

who packed up their belongings and left Fouke...

forever.

I'm gonna try to sneak up a little bit more.

It's moving!

Where'd it go? There was something right here.

What is going on here?

That thing is glowing hot.

Sometimes that means an animal which is sitting right there

left some heat, took off running.

Come on.

Look at this.

This is wet right here.

That is from something stepping there, something stepping there.

There's also a chance this area was contaminated

by the search party earlier today,

but that heat signature, that looked fresh.

There's zero trace,

and this is seeing easily 100 yards through this forest.

Nothing.

If you're the Fouke Monster, can you show yourself?

Are you an animal?

Are you a spirit?

What was that?

I just heard a noise over there.

Oh!

That was a knock.

Is there anyone there?

I heard...

that you can show yourself to people who believe.

-Phil! -Heather?

Something just splashed in the water.

Coming!

Let's go.

What's going on?

I said, "Let me know you're here,"

and a big-ass splash happened over there.

-Right over here? -Yes.

Do you know what's crazy is I got, on the FLIR,

a huge, huge heat signature.

As I got closer to it, completely gone.

That's literally what they said

that the Fouke Monster potentially could do.

It could appear and disappear. There in a second and gone.

Whoa!

What the is that?

Come here, come here, come here, come here.

Wait, wait. What's that?

What is that?

It's really faint.

This is just like what I saw before.

I think it's about 100 meters back.

But that looks big.

.

Where'd it go?

What the ?

Shh, Heather.

It's him. It was here.

And it disappeared.

And that's happened to me twice tonight.

Let's go.

I've heard noises all around us.

It could still be out here, Heather.

I feel like we have to keep pushing.

Phil and Heather continued their search of the swamp through the night

but didn't manage to get eyes on the mythical Fouke Monster.

But although they didn't get eyes on it,

stunningly, they may have gotten ears.

Whoa!

The strange screeching they heard continued through the night.

-What? -Phil?

Get over here. Over here.

.

Where'd it go? Not again.

But whenever they got close to it,

it always seemed to recede deeper into the swamp.

It was here.

Analyzing the audio,

Heather discovered something remarkable.

It seemingly matched

the supposed Fouke Monster recording Mayor Purvis played.

-Whoa!

And even more curious,

it didn't seem to match

the sound of any known animal.

However, the clump of hair Phil found in the woods

near the banks of the Sulfur River was more disappointing.

When sent for DNA analysis,

the results came back as human.

But the evidence Phil took from the horse skull was another matter entirely.

The photos were analyzed by a forensic veterinarian.

The puncture marks on the snout were determined to be bite marks.

But the bites were too large and too deep

to be from the local black bear or cougar populations.

-Just like the sounds heard in the swamp...

...this evidence did not match any known creature.

So is the legend of Boggy Creek fact or fiction?

Does the fabled Fouke Monster stalk the town's swamps?

The community certainly believes it,

and based on our evidence,

it does seem something very unusual

just may be creeping through the creek.

But speaking of the community, before they left Fouke...

Well, hey. Lookie here.

...the mayor had one last revelation

for local girl Heather.

Heather, I want to give you a present from all of us here at the city of Fouke.

It states, "To show our deepest gratitude and appreciation,

I, Terry Purvis, hereby do claim

this day, July 1st, and every July 1st hereafter, Heather Amaro Day."

Look at that.

I'm gonna ugly cry.

It's not gonna be cute.

It's gonna be an ugly cry.

-We had so much fun. -Thank you.

Oh, Lord Jesus.