My girlsfriends step dad and i were on our way to coos bay oregon for a elk hunt and we stopped in nevada on a old indian reservation he said that they thought was haunted or some trash like that. We had some beer in the back of the truck and some gear and put our guns in behind the seat to take a nap for a few hours. Right when i was dozing off and ignoring wiley's snoring something bumped up against the truck on his side and he woke up and said "WHAT?" I woke back up and said whats the problem, he said did u just jump? I told him no i was falling asleep, and about that time something bumped on my side and i was like what the F#$k!!! Then the back of the truck just dropped like someone pushed it down with great strength and let go, about that time Wiley fired up the truck and we took off!!!! Still dont know what the heck that was, we was the only ones around[]