In the misty bogs and shadowed forests of northern Pennsylvania, a creature weeps in the dark. Known as the Squonk, it is said to be small, grotesque, and perpetually sobbingâso ashamed of its own existence that it dissolves into the swamp when approached. Phreak wades deepinto the folklore, history, and eerie eyewitness accounts ofAmericaâs most pitiful monster. From 19th-century lumberjack journals to modern-day hikers who swear theyâve heard its cries, the Squonk is more than just a legendâitâs a haunting reminder that sometimes the scariest cryptids donât attack⊠they mourn.
In the misty bogs and shadowed forests of northern Pennsylvania, a creature weeps in the dark. Known as the Squonk, it is said to be small, grotesque, and perpetually sobbingâso ashamed of its own existence that it dissolves into the swamp when approached. Phreak wades deepinto the folklore, history, and eerie eyewitness accounts ofAmericaâs most pitiful monster. From 19th-century lumberjack journals to modern-day hikers who swear theyâve heard its cries, the Squonk is more than just a legendâit...