They call them things down the bayou “Haunts”. Don’t be walking in the woods at night when the “Haunts” be roaming.
When I lived in Oklahoma a friend owned some land outside Monroe, LA or as you say “Munrohhh”.
Took me deer hunting and we heard some creepy azz sounds all night while waiting for dawn.
Kept the 357 and 12 gauge warm all night.
My friend wouldn’t even drink that night. LOL
We left at dusk with nothing and drove back to Tulsa.
Oh well.