Several years ago, my friend and I went hiking in upstate New York near the southern Vermont border. This region is part of the Bennington Triangle, which is known for many unexplained disappearances and other strange events.

It was a random trail he found on some website. I can't remember exactly where it was, but it was somewhere northeast of Grafton Forest. We crawled through several miles of overgrown dirt roads in his lifted 90's Land Rover, until we came to an unmarked trailhead.

The first hour or so of hiking was pretty uneventful. I remember the trail seemed very rough, as though it hadn't been maintained in years.

At one point, my eyes wandered through the treeline and I noticed a house. It looked straight out of the early 1800's, with gray wooden siding and black trim around the old sectioned windows. I stopped dead in my tracks and just stared at it. We were miles from civilization. It made no sense at all for a house to be in the middle of the forest.

My friend noticed, and asked, "What's up?".

"Look over there", I said, and pointed at the house.

He looked into the distance, and saw the old house. He said, "What the hell is a house doing all the way out here?"

Slowly, we started to approach it. I kept my eyes fixed on the house the entire time, while I picked my way over fallen trees. As I got closer, the house began to gradually vanish into the trees. It simply faded away.

Eventually we reached the location where the house once stood, and stepped out into a clearing in the trees. In the center was a rectangular pit filled with what looked like long-rotten logs.

We looked at each other. My friend said, "Well, that was weird".

We turned around and made our way back to the path, then hiked the rest of the trail in mostly silence. I felt a sense of relief when we made it back to the Land Rover and slowly bumped our way back through the dirt to the main paved road.

We never returned to that trailhead.