In 2005, I, along with many fellow villagers, was lured by the high wages and came to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to join a large group in building the railway.
At first, I thought the environment was quite nice, but after a while, many people began to experience altitude sickness. Coupled with the sparse population and harsh conditions, most of them left, leaving only five or six of us behind.
Before we knew it, winter had arrived, and the cold here was so intense that even urination would freeze. Construction work came to a halt.
One day in early November, after finishing our tasks, we went to bed early.
Suddenly, a commotion broke out; it was clear that some workers in another tent were in danger.
The three of us didn’t hesitate. Without even putting on our jackets, we grabbed shovels and rushed outside. As soon as we stepped out of the tent, we were shocked by what we saw.
It was evident that something had gone wrong; the tent where our fellow workers stayed had been distorted as if torn apart by some force.
We quickly ran closer and peered through a large tear in the fabric. Another shock awaited us.
The inside of the tent was in complete disarray, resembling a scene from a recent fight. There were several bloodstains on one worker's sleeping bag and scratch marks as if made by claws. We were all terrified.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is sparsely populated but teeming with wildlife. We feared that our fellow workers had encountered a wild animal and began searching for them carefully.
Soon enough, we found one worker who seemed either injured or fainted from fear, lying unconscious in a corner of the tent. We rushed over to help him up; his face was pale, likely due to the intense activity earlier and lack of oxygen, leaving him in a state of unconsciousness.
After some shaking and slapping from Sister Wang, he slowly regained consciousness. I quickly asked him what had happened, but to my surprise, he opened his mouth to say there was a monster—“a hellish demon, it was terrifying”—and claimed that the creature was very tall with eyes like light bulbs and had taken Li Zongping away.
Hearing this made us all tense. But regardless of what had taken him—be it a wild wolf or something else—it was undoubtedly a dire situation.
We left two people to take care of our injured coworker, while I and my fellow villager Liu Peng took our tools and ran after the abducted Li Zongping. We followed the direction pointed out by our coworker and ran down that path. After running for about a hundred meters, I suddenly noticed a strange mark on the ground; it was a drag mark, indicating something had been pulled along the ground. Given its size, it seemed to be human, likely left by the abducted Li Zongping.
Next to it were a series of footprints, which surprised us; they were made by something that walked upright on two legs, not by a pack of wolves. However, as we got closer to examine the tracks, both Liu Peng and I were stunned. The footprints resembled human footprints but were far too large.
At that moment, we heard a dragging sound. Looking ahead, we saw a tall dark figure dragging someone along. The shadow was enormous, seemingly about three meters tall, with a robust build covered in black fur. It was holding onto a person's ankle and dragging them along the ground—it was indeed Li Zongping.
His face was ashen, and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead. Seeing this situation shocked both Liu Peng and me. However, thinking about how good Li Zongping had been to us in the past gave us courage. We raised our shovels and charged at the creature.
What we never expected was how hard the creature's body was; when our shovels struck it, they didn't leave a mark at all, but the wooden handles broke instead.
At that moment, the creature sensed our attack and suddenly turned its head. We then saw that its face was also dark red, with a tuft of red fur on its head and two golden eyes that sparkled brightly.
Our surprise attack angered it, and it threw Li Zongping aside.
Li Zongping fell to the ground and remained unresponsive.
The creature lunged towards us, and we raised our broken shovels in defense.
But as it approached, its towering figure and fierce appearance frightened us so much that our legs felt weak. We thought we could hold off the creature with our small pieces of wood, but unexpectedly, it swatted them into splinters with one blow.
We were also sent flying by its strike. Before we could get up and escape, the creature quickly charged back towards us, baring its fangs and growling menacingly. In front of it, we completely lost our ability to resist and sat on the ground, preparing for death.
Just at that critical moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the direction of the work site.
The monster seemed startled by the gunfire, stopping its movements and turning its attention behind it. At that moment, I don’t know where I found the courage, but I picked up a half-broken wooden stick that had fallen nearby and lunged it toward the monster's eye.
Just as the stick was about to pierce its eye, the monster noticed my movement, but it was too late to dodge.
With a "thud," I didn’t even know where it landed. All I saw was a spray of green liquid erupting from the monster's face.
Upon closer inspection, I realized that I hadn’t stabbed its eye but had instead pierced the skin beneath it.
This infuriated the monster, and it lunged at me recklessly. Just when I thought I was doomed, several gunshots rang out from behind the monster. This time, the sound was louder, clearly indicating that the shooter was very close.
The monster appeared terrified; upon hearing the gunfire, it fled without looking back.
At that moment, both Liu Peng and I were on high alert. When we heard voices behind us, we were so excited that our legs wouldn’t cooperate, and our bodies trembled uncontrollably.
When we saw a few workers from the construction site nearby and some local Tibetans rushing over to rescue us, I immediately felt weak all over, my vision darkened, and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a tent with several injuries bandaged.
My fellow workers were also injured, but fortunately, there were no fatalities. Only Li Zongping was in danger due to shock but was not life-threatening. The few of us who remained soon moved to a larger camp not far away.
A few days later, we heard that railway workers on another route had also encountered an unknown monster and that three people had died. Later, we heard that the military had killed the monster, but these were just rumors; we didn’t know what was true.
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