Creepy experiences in the backcountry

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I'm sure whatever you would report back from that conversation would be really entertaining but I feel like it would be bad karma. That guy was 100% committed to his alien finding mission and Frog is his #1 emergency contact. That's a bond I don't want to mess with by prank calling.
 
I hunt a very rural area of land in Michigan. One year a buddy and I heard some very faint screams while out in the blind. We couldn’t make it out, but it sounded like it could have been someone calling for help. We just looked at each other and kind of chuckled, thinking it was the dudes in the camper down the road drunk. Fast forward a couple days, and we heard their was a report of a missing man and female in our area of the woods. Snow got too deep and the search was called off. Once spring time thawed everything out, they ended up finding them both froze to death… makes me think about what I could have done to help that situation.
 
I hunt a very rural area of land in Michigan. One year a buddy and I heard some very faint screams while out in the blind. We couldn’t make it out, but it sounded like it could have been someone calling for help. We just looked at each other and kind of chuckled, thinking it was the dudes in the camper down the road drunk. Fast forward a couple days, and we heard their was a report of a missing man and female in our area of the woods. Snow got too deep and the search was called off. Once spring time thawed everything out, they ended up finding them both froze to death… makes me think about what I could have done to help that situation.
In a rural, remote area, not Backcountry...

It was about 8am and I had finished chores. I heard yelling from over the hill at my neighbor's property. At first I thought it was someone yelling for help. I listened and eventually decided that it was the neighbors 10 year old daughter and her friends playing loudly, although it was earlier than usual that I would expect that. And I distinctly heard "help!", a woman's voice.

So I run down to the road and I see a naked guy running down the road in workboots. I yelled and asked if he needed help. He said "get me away from my girlfriend! She's crazy!" Roger that! I waved him towards my gate and got my favorite pair of shorts and a shirt. Got my car and picked him up. I see a woman in a bathrobe opening and closing it and screaming.

He told me his girlfriend had gambling debt with some biker gang. They lifted the gate off the hinges and tied them up. This guy was pretty big and muscular, tough looking guy and he was choking back tears. He had duct tape residue on his wrists. We came to a gate and he gets out, jumps over the gate and I never saw him again.
 
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