This happened to my grandfather and I (in El Salvador) when I was 8 years old on a Saturday night. We were coming back from visiting relatives who lived up the mountain from us (about an hour in a half to a two hour hike). During the day is a beautiful hiking place, but at night is quite scary.
We ended up leaving my uncles place later then we thought (at about 8pm) but we were not worried since we had done this hike hundreds of times at all times of the day but never after 10pm. (according to locals is not safe to be out there after 10pm because of weird things that they have seen and heard.) Thankfully we were prepared for nightfall; we had our own flashlight, grandpa had a huge flashlight that was as bright as a headlight on a car! And our backpack had bottles of water and snacks. Well half way into our way back home was pretty scary, there was no moonlight so it was really dark, and only trees all around and a few homes here and there. We heard noises and other weird things but since we were in the middle of the mountains, we dismiss it and kept walking.
About a mile away from home things got very weird and spooky. We couldn't even hear a cricket sound everything just went silent. At this point my grandfather grab my hand and told me to stay close. I remember getting scare and worried, I looked at my watch and it was 9:15pm. I told grandpa and he said not to worry, we were almost home. I kept pointing my flashlight in front of me so I wouldn't step on something or trip over. Then about 20ft from us was this huge tree and it had a bow on it, which I thought was strange and so did my grandpa as he reply with "well that's interesting, a bow on a tree." Then to our surprise a woman wearing a gray or light blue dress, I don't really remember, was standing on the other side of the tree but with her back to us.
I told my grandpa why would she be out at this time of the night by herself, he said maybe she is lost or hurt, so we hurry to see if she needed help. We were about 10 ft away from her when she started walking, so grandpa yells, "hey excuse me miss are you ok? Are you lost... No answer. "Do you need help... Again no answer she just kept walking, (After you pass the tree with the bow about 5 to 10ft you go down the hill onto an open space with a few trees here and there and pretty flowers everywhere with a walking trail next to it). Standing on the bottom of the hill in front of the trail grandpa turn to me and said "come on honey we got to hurry I don't think she's ok. (He only turn to me for about a second or two) and when we turn back she disappear! We could not find her, we looked everywhere and no luck! There was no way she could of run that fast, the trail is pretty long and little trees scatter around, no where to hide even if you wanted to. Since grandpa had a big flashlight we had a good view of the landscape all around us but we saw nothing. We kept walking and still looking hoping to find her and help her but no luck.
Once we reach the town I looked at my watch and it was 10:15pm. I told grandpa how happy I was that we had made it just in time out of the mountains, yet still worried about what had happened to that lady. The next day grandpa told a neighbor of our incident with the strange woman and he interrupt my grandfather and said "are you talking about the big tree right before you go down the hill?" grandpa said yes why, our neighbor called his wife Susan over and begin to tell us about a murder that happen in that area.
On the Thursday of that week, a lady was walking home at around 8pm or so when she came across a man who try to rob her and since she fought back he stab her 4 times and she bled to death. She was found in the bottom of the hill the next morning. The killer was caught the next day drunk with a bloody shirt and hands with a knife in his pocket, people thought he was hurt but when they heard of the murder they turn him in and he did confess. My grandfather turn white and I didn't know what to say at all but feel so bad for her. The neighbor's wife Susan said that we were not the only ones that have seen her, a few locals have seen her walk from the tree to the bottom of the hill where her spirit always walks back and forth. The bow on the tree was put there on her behalf.
After that day grandpa ask if I wanted to go with him to leave flowers for her, though I was a little scared at first I agreed. When we were walking up the hill to the tree grandpa grab my hand and ask to pray for her. After leaving the flowers and sending our prayers for her we returned home. My grandparents say that until this day people still see her at times, I just hope that one day she's able to move on and cross over to be at peace.
Sorry it was long. And thank you for reading.