Hello and welcome to day 20 of 31 Days of Terror.

I have three spooky listener stories for you today and story number one comes from Ryan.

I was spending a weekend in Marfa Texas, which is sort of an artsy little tourist town in the desert near Big Bend.

A very rocky, sandy, high altitude part of Texas.

I was attending a little music festival there and it was very windy and it was triggering my allergies,

so I wasn't really in the mood to drink very much with my friend and called it kind of an early night and around 11pm.

Late at night, probably around 3 or 4am.

I woke up and had to go to the bathroom very badly, but I was really tired and it was freezing outside my sleeping bag

and I didn't want to put my boots on so I considered trying to hold it in but I just couldn't.

My phone at the time was an older iPhone and I maybe had 4 hours of battery life max and finding a dedicated power supply near the camping ground wasn't possible,

so it had died and I had no idea what time it was when I woke up.

Now that the back story is out of the way, I'll explain what happened next.

Basically, after forcing myself from my sleeping bag, spending time lacing up my annoying boots in the cold, I left my tent and walked about 8 feet to the path that leads to the bathrooms and the main guest service building.

It's lit by dimly lit solar battery lanterns. It was the new moon that weekend.

I knew for sure because I remember marveling at how well I could see the stars because of it.

That being said, I could see everything reddit would be well outside. It was dark but if someone was approaching, it wouldn't be tough to see them.

I was on the path and as I walked maybe 6 feet down it from where I entered, I noticed that someone was crouching in front of a tent. I presumed they were setting it up.

I didn't think anything of this as it was day 1 of this mini festival and I figured some people were getting in super late from far away.

So I continued forward and then this person stood up abruptly and walked forward onto the path. They were probably 12 feet in front of me.

The moment this person stepped from the camping area onto the lit path, they disappeared completely.

The first thing that went through my head was, was that a reflection of myself on the sand because of how bright the night sky is?

I thought that didn't make any sense. I continued onward while thinking and then used the urinal and walked back to my tent.

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