>>1031201And, almost as bad...
>Walking with a friend, twilight, early winter, outskirts of an old town.>Hear the sound of a woman screaming, sudden, sharp, and cut off abruptly.>A few seconds later we turn at the same time, in sync, without a word, wide eyes meeting to stare back down the trail (further than we came, since we joined it after that point).>Twilight, so we can see fine for a long distance.>Except the point our eyes are fixed on.>The path is obscured as though it's the start of a tunnel, except we both know from experiance and can clearly see either side is bare trees.>Feeling of dread, instincts screaming to leave. Hair stood on end.>We pretty much sprint half a mile side by side, no words.>Later, we find out that we were only a hundred yards or so from where the local witches used to gather at certain times of year.I admit this one didn't bother me as much, once the initial fight or flight wore off, because I was older and more jaded towards creepy shit. This I just remember as a fun rememberance.
