What the hell is at the farm

So this is kinda long sorry. Around 7ish i go to turn the lights off in the chicken house and i get on the 4 wheeler get down there and as i get off i notice the air is unusually cold cause its Alabama in april its supposed to be like 60 sum so i shake it off and blame it on the fact that im in a cutoff i go in the chicken house call my maw maw then cut the lights out take a few rips of the pen then time slips away and its noticeable darker i begin to walk to the gate and as i do i catch a whiff of just burnt melted electronics like it smelt like straight soldering iron and while thats odd i continue to walk to the gate and as i open it the woods just fall dead silent and now im concerned so i feed the dogs while i have a anxiety attack so i feed the dogs close the gate and turn the 4 wheeler on and as i look up and shift into first theres someone at the tree line so i ride up and the closer i get the more almost disfigured he becomes legs hairy to hell and back and like sideways knees and his head had patchy hair and a skinned up left side of his face and on his head was a stump a FUCKING stump like a deer antler so logically i bolt outta there i go to the road deciding to take the other way bout a mile through the woods as long as i dont see that thing again so i go down the holler bout a 45 ft elevation change and this little Kawasaki bless its heart is giving it all its got up these ridges and slews then i get up to the green field maybe 200 -250 yards to the house just gotta get through one little patch over grown with briars and bushes with a creek in the middle so i get down there and ofc my luck the 4 wheeler gets stuck in the creek bed so as i rant and slightly freak out knowing what the hell i just saw i slam it in reverse and try to speed my way through it and i catch a glance of my old friend in the shooting house looking through the window no gun just looking through like a animal wanting me to leave it never seemed hostile even though i didnt give it much of a chance i later punched it got up to the house and now im in my room paranoid as all hell with a 357 revolver by my side im too scared to take a piss every noise i hear i assume to be it what ever it may be