I Encountered Siren Head Seven Years Ago and Lived To Tell The Tale

## I Encountered Siren Head Seven Years Ago and Lived To Tell The Tale by Austin Popdan

(Note: This story is CC-BY-SA but Siren Head itself is not. Siren Head is copyrighted by his creator Trevor Henderson.)

You know how your folks would always tell you that "monsters aren't real" anytime you complained about boogeymen in your closet or monsters under your bed? Well they were full of shit. Monsters are real. I saw one a few years ago and I still have nightmares about it to this day. I've told this story to people in my community many times (to the belief of nobody but kids and tinfoil hat wearers) but this is the first time I've shared it on the internet. If this gets stolen and reposted to one of those spooky noodle sites or whatever the fuck they're called then so be it. People need to hear this.

My story begins on my 19th birthday. I had convinced my parents I was spending the night at my friend Wes's place when really me and the boys were going to spend the night camping in the woods. Me, Wes and our friend Tommy were lookin' forward to a night of underage drinking, shootin' the shit and roasting marshmallows. And that's what we did at first.  I obviously didn't know it at the time but my life was going to change forever when Wes started telling ghost stories. I remember what was said as if it were yesterday...

"You ever hear 'bout Siren Head?" he asked. "The fuck is a Siren Head?" I replied, wondering if I had misheard him in my inebriated state. Wes took a swig of his beer, cleared his throat and started talking. "Siren Head's this 40 foot tall monster. Ya know, like Godzilla or somethin'.  Its called Siren Head 'cause its head's a pole with 2 big sirens on it. Siren Head's real thin and its skin's all dried up like a mummy and it's got wires hangin' off it. Its sirens can play whatever sound it wants. It mainly hunts in forests..."

"Just like the one we're in now?" I interrupted, secretly hoping he'd stop telling the story as I was getting creeped out. "Yeah birthday boy, just like the one we're in. Now if you'll let me finish, Siren Head mainly hunts in forests and it uses its sirens to lure in folks to kill and eat. One time this gal was on a vacation with her husband and they were scoping out graveyards when they saw Siren Head. The couple thought it was just a weird artpiece so they out to check it out. You can guess what happened next. I swear to God all of this is true. My uncle told me-"

Wes was cut off by Tommy's mocking laughter. "Are you serious dude? You really expect us to believe that crap? How in the hell could a 40 foot monster with sirens on its head run around without anybody noticing?" he said with a shit eating grin. Wes crossed his arms and replied "My uncle never lies to me." "Can we just change the subject?' I asked. There wasn't any more talk of Siren Head after that. In fact nothing noteworthy happened until I woke up in my tent in the middle of the night to the sound of sirens. "*What the hell is that*?" I thought to myself. I got out of my tent and saw Tommy already up, smokin' a cigarette.

"So you heard it too, huh?" he asked. "Yeah. Is Wes up?" I asked back. "Shit, a nuclear holocaust could happen and he wouldn't wake up." he replied with a smirk. We decided to checkout where the sound was coming from so we grabbed our flashlights and set off further into the forest. "What do you think it is?" I asked. "Maybe it's the big bad Siren Head come to eat our brains or whatever." Tommy replied. We both laughed after that but I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen. As soon as I thought that we heard a buzzing, doubled voice speaking:

***"This is a test of the emergency broadcast system. Twelve. Tyrant. Lost. Spider. Six. Skin. Murder. This is a test of the emergency broadcast system."*** It just kept going on and on like that, switching between random words and that emergency broadcast system message.

I was so startled that I tripped and fell on top of Tommy. "Get off me dude!" he said before pushing me off. I picked myself up and grabbed my flashlight, shining it in the direction the voice was coming from.

Big mistake.

It was Siren Head in all its 40 foot tall glory. It was even worse than how Wes described it. Its flesh was dark brown and resembled the skin of a dried up rotting corpse. It was rail thin and its arms were almost as long as its body. The sirens on its head had mouths with exposed gums, rotten yellow teeth and thick black snake-like tongues slithering around as it made its sounds. I was completely frozen in fear. I couldn't move from my spot. "*Holy fucking shit it's real*-" Tommy got out before the monster picked him up off the ground and bit his head clean off. While it was chewing on my friend's head with one mouth it was continuing its ramblings with the other one.

***"Sixteen. Creature. Wretched. This is a test of the emergency broadcast system. City. Forty two. Revenant. Nemesis. Reptile. Happy birthday Riley."***

That last part snapped me out of shock. This...thing not only knew my name but that it was my birthday. I immediately started running as fast as I could. While I was running away Siren Head started playing a loop of the happy birthday song. The fucking thing was *taunting* me. I ran back to the camp site. I needed to wake up Wes and get the hell out of there. But when I got to his tent he was already dead, his eardrums, gums and sinuses burst and bleeding all over the floor of the tent. The creature's sirens must have blocked out his dying screams. Choking back tears, I ran in the direction that led to the end of the forest. I knew I could make if I got to my car and drove off before that thing caught up to me. I ran and ran and ran and ran. All the while Siren Head continued taunting me.

***"Did you like your birthday present Riley?*** " it said in Wes's voice.  "***Your friends seemed to enjoy it just fine***!" it continued in Tommy's voice before blaring its obnoxiously loud sirens and gnashing its disgusting teeth. Covering my ears I continued running towards my car with Siren Head only 6 feet away from me. Siren Head wasn't even running. The damn thing was walking at a leisurely pace, so confident it that was going to catch up to me and feast upon my flesh. At last I managed to get to my car. The monster reached down to grab it but in the split second before it could I slammed the breaks and drove off as fast as possible. I never ever looked back.

Now you might be wondering why I'm only sharing this story online now, considering its been seven years since all this stuff happened.

It's because the entire time I've been writing this sirens have been blaring outside my house.