>>2651811i cannot begin to tell you, the ungodly deep, primal fear you feel, when you find something just not fucking right, in the middle of the night, and you can't escape it.
>walking through woods with (now ex) gf>it's late>gets dark>almost totally pitch black>can't see shit>keep thinking we see something moving between the trees>sometimes even a tall slender tree appears to move>constant sense of slight discomfort and vague unease, but manageable. >it's all in our heads, right?>deep in the woods now>but we know this woods well>so deep now that the path out to the other side is the quickest route out>path runs along a riverside>there's a 6 foot drop to river on one side of the path, cliff face on the other side>there's no way off this path once you are on it, either forward or back.>we get approx 300 feet down the path>almost to the other side>then we see it>something tall and white on the path, by the cliff face>it looks almost ... humanoid>to me it looks like a person in a grey hoodie and grey sweat pants, hunched over by the cliffside trying to take a piss>i think; my mind is either playing tricks or it must be a local drunk taking a leak on his way home>ask gf if she can see it too>she can>fuck ok he's real>i call out to him>no response>i strike the ground with my stick and say "hey">no response>i get a little closer>he has a hood on>but it doesn't look like a hoodie> ... it looks like long white hooded robes>my gf sees this too>the abject terror begins to rise>my mind is racing, he looks like he is trying to hide, but he's not responding, wtf is wrong with this guy? was he ... waiting for us? it he even ... a guy?>realise i;ve been frozen for a second too>gf: "uuuhh ... ANON">goosebumps>heartbeat>we look into each others eyes for one second>silently communicate: there is only one way out of this, back down the path and into the woods again.1/2
