This experience is a recent one of mine, which still I can't believe that I have seen it with my own eyes. I will explain it as short as I can and that too being able for you to understand.
In 1st week June 2017, I went on a family trip to Jammu and Kashmir (A very famous tourist place in India, it is also said to be second Switzerland.), first we visited Vaishnodevi mandir in Katra, Jammu (Holy place for Hindu), then My Dad decided to visit a new place called "Bhadarwah" which is 201 km from Jammu. We have visited Kashmir before, so we agreed on this. We left the very next day, we started travelling from morning 7 am. While going the scenery was so beautiful, we reached Bhaderwah around 5 pm in the evening (It took us time to reach because the whole travelling was by mountains, no plain area). We asked the locals what the famous places are to visit over there, they said if we are nature lovers we should visit "Paddri valley" which is 40 km from there. So, we decided to visit that place first.
We left for Paddri valley the next day, it took 2 hours for us to cover 40 km as the roads were so dangerous, anytime there can be a landslide. When we reached, we saw tents where they provide food and drinks. In front of us was a snow-covered mountain, honestly, it was a breathtaking view. Suddenly my eye caught something, it was a graveyard, graveyard of Muslims. It didn't have any boundary, an open graveyard in the valley spooked me, but I was not scared as I thought maybe it's natural over here to have a graveyard in these places.
We enjoyed, had lunch, clicked pictures. It was sometime in the afternoon (I don't remember the time) when I heard Prayers of Muslim's. Every Muslim over there started doing their prayer.
Suddenly the weather changed, the wind got a little weird. That very moment I saw something unexpected. Nobody knew where the group of crows came from. Those crows were flying just above the graveyard. They made a circle around it in the sky, I tried to click that picture but to our amazement, everyone phone got switched off automatically. We were standing still, it was like being hypnotised to see that scenario. When the prayer got over, those crows flew away and disappeared into the woods leaving us clueless. Our phones switched on. The local people over there were behaving normally as nothing occurred, it felt like they already knew something. After a few minutes, I asked one the local about it. "Does it happen every time?".
What he said made me smile, "Prayers have power, madam, this graveyard is of Muslim's and they are loyal to their prayers, so loyal that even death can't stop them."
Maybe he said too much, or genuinely it was true, but I did feel the power at that time.
Before we left, I clicked a photo of the graveyard. I will provide the photo if possible. Not a scary experience but it just spooked me.