Sorry if this gets long (I figure I'd tell the WHOLE story because this is a really fun game and I would recommend it to anyone) but where to begin... Ok, This happened when I was 15 or so and as stereotypical as it is just a day or two from Halloween. I have a relative who had recently bought a bunch of land in the middle of nowhere, so you can kind of see where I'm going with this. Anyway we (Around 12 people or so) were playing a hardcore version of hide and seek. The rules are simple. One team is the killers, the other the victims. The victims go out into the woods all night and try not to get caught by the killers. (In retrospect this sounds like the cheesy setup for a horror movie.) The victims were around 7 people (Me included). I was late on getting a head start because me and 3 other guys were sleeping because the game literally goes all night. So the other guys woke me up and after a couple cans of monsters we were getting our shoes on and heading out the door.
The second we stepped out of the door we saw 2 killers running down the road toward us. I'm glad we made the reasonable choice... And ran like hell. Instead of going behind the house like everyone else we ran straight forward and past the small pond in the front. That was probably the first bad idea. I remember we dove and hid in the bank next to the small dirt road while one of the killers whistled a really slow creepy song and walked past us on the road. We were covered in brush so he didn't notice. He kept walking down the path that went around the pond and we ran and hid on top of the hill the road was next to. We decided that we would just walk in one direction and not stop. That way we wouldn't get lost and we could wait it out until morning. That was probably bad idea number two.
Lets call the three guys I was with Tom, James and Mark. Mark forgot his phone so he went back to get it. Well we walked (If what you call walking is stumbling blindly through the moonlit woods) for what seemed like an hour (we were tired but hearing screams every now and then kept us motivated) and decided that we would find a place to hide and to sleep. Here's the wierd thing, no one has been back in the woods that far before. Not even my relative. So we came across this valley like place. I think we crossed a barbed wire fence not long before that. You ever had that feeling like you just aren't supposed to be in a place and that all of your instincts were screaming at you to leave? Thats what I felt like crossing that fence.
It was around 3 in the morning when we stopped. I remember Tom complaining that James had worn white pants (I should probably tell you that no one else wore white except James) and would get noticed. I used my jacket to cover up his pants. Rick (We assumed was out) still wasn't with us because we left him behind at the house. For the greater good. (He has given us away far too many times) But we did tell him where we were going. Anyways I didn't realize it at the time but he would have a weird experience too. After he left I had the feeling like I was being watched. Tom still complained and I was bored so I went to find a better hiding place. That's when the weird things started happening.
I walked along the side of the small valley I didn't feel like I was being watched anymore. As I was walking I thought I saw ashes on the ground. I was looking at the ground when the next thing I knew my face hit this weird doll thing hanging from a tree. I seriously almost shiat my pants. I remember screaming "What the f*ck!"... I definitely wouldn't continue walking. It wasn't like a toy doll or anything but kind of like a bunch of red yarn that made the shape of it. Everything in my body was telling me to run like hell, and I was happy to comply. But as I turned to bolt... I don't know what I saw.
It was like a woman standing at the edge of the treeline watching Tom and James sleep... She was as plain as day as far as moonlit nights go. Yet I couldn't really see her clearly. If you've ever, ever had a moment where you were frozen in fear you'd know how I felt. Its like that buildup of tension where it takes your brain a few seconds to realize what your looking at. All the while you feel like somethings crawling up the top of your neck. Followed by the sensation of shock. I don't thnk I could ever forget that. But that's not the creepy part.
After about a couple seconds of staring at the "woman" she turned abruptly and looked straight at me. I'm not going to lie but I couldn't even scream. I just stared back and then she just floated back into the forest and out of my line of sight. I didn't hear a single sound not a single animal, not even wind. I didn't even realize I was sprinting as fast as I could back to the guys. I tried telling them about it and what I saw I don't think they were taking me seriously they are somewhere around 20 years old. But they saw I was panicked so we called it quits regardless of the game.
I was explaining what I saw on our way back. They simply thought it was someone trying to scare us. But I could tell they were nervous. When we made it back everyone was there (Either found or forfeited) except for a a lot of people who went to sleep. The only people left in the living room were Me, James, Tom, Rick and, well let's call him Mike. I tried explaining to Rick and Mike what I saw but before I could Rick said something that made me uneasy.
He said he heard footsteps behind him as he was walking out to where we were. He also felt like he was being watched. He said he sprinted out of there and still felt like he was being followed. He thought it was us messing with him. But when he looked around the place there was no one. Just typing this gives me the chills.
My relative had to sell the property but I did try to go back once. But every fiber in my body was telling me not to. And I've learned to trust my instincts.