Because our brains are pattern recognition machines.
Fun article, although I wish it had gone a bit deeper.
This is the equivalent of people seeing Jesus in rice grains, but the aural version.
I know I heard my name called occasionally as a kid. Clear as day but directionless, seemingly from very close to me. I figured its just a bug in a developing mind. But could also be that my mom got damn angry if I didnt hear her calling so I was always listening for it, and like the article describe, I picked up noise and the brain filled in the expectation.
I’ve never experienced this, I’ve been in the woods plenty of times tho
I would like to add to this. I spend at least 20 hours a week in forests, and have heard a lot of things. Never my name.
Same, never had this happen and I’ve also been in the woods many times.
I have spent a great deal of time in forests (and still do). I have not experienced anything like this.
If this isn’t an SCP, it definitely should be. That being said I’ve never experienced this and I spent an awful lot of time wandering in the wildernesses in Monterey.
If you hear your name called while collecting samples in [redacted] Forest, ND, DO NOT respond. Calmly walk back to your vehicle and radio for support. An extraction team will be at your location shortly to remove you from the gaze of [redacted].
Oh no. Did you say ND? 👀
This reminds me of Black & White, the god simulation game from, idk, the early 2000s. They had a list of common names and if your save profile matched one, a creepy voice would call you from time to time.
That game was so good.
this is cool
*John Timber enters the chat
Why do I hear my name being called in the woods? Gray catbirds
They really need to talk to Mary!
Oh damn, I think that could be misinterpreted as human voice with the right distance and interference.
Forty years living in their range and having a name that sounds like their call, and they are still never my first assumption.
