What's the scariest thing that's happened to you innawoods?

Summer of 2015 I had a guy follow me and my friends while backpacking through the Sawtooth Mountains in northern Minnesota.
It was raining for about three or four days straight and my friends were getting really pissy about the weather but really pushed ourselves through the terrain once we noticed that sometimes on the trails we kept seeing the same guy behind us, but he would never pass us or make a camp in the same campsite. It must've been five days of seeing the guy about 100 yards behind us without him passing, and then he stopped appearing after a group of a dozen or so college girls passed us in the other direction. It was kinda weird. The youngest of our group kept saying somebody was in our campsite in the middle of the night but nobody wanted to go see.