Somewhere in the Outer Barcoo, on a remote cattle station in central-western Queensland, there is a waterhole that terrified a district for sixty years.
Station hands abandoned a hut they would never return to. Shearers fled in the middle of the night, leaving their swags behind. Two men went out armed with rifles to settle the matter once and for all. They came back without answers, and with their weapons discharged.
The sounds they heard were described consistently, across multiple independent accounts spanning six decades. Wailing, screaming, something that built from silence until it filled the whole night. Something that, by the repeated testimony of people who had spent their lives in the Australian bush, could not have been made by any animal or bird they knew.
It stopped around 1925. Nobody knows why. Nobody heard it again.
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