igor2003
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Though it didn't happen at Halloween, this is a true story. You can make of it what you will.
Back in the early 1970s there was a small lake that a friend and his wife and I liked to go camping at. It was early in the year and we were anxious to get out so we made our way to the lake for the weekend.
It had been raining all week, so there was a lot of moisture both in the air and on the ground, but the weather forecast said the weekend would be nice.
We got to the lake early enough to set up camp before dark. But with all the moisture in the air the fog started rolling in as well. It turned into the proverbial pea soup you hear about.
We were the first people to the lake, and for the rest of the day and on into the evening no one else arrived that we could tell. We seemed to have the lake to ourselves. We never saw car headlights pull in. We didn't hear car doors slamming. We didn't hear the sound of tent pegs being driven into the ground. We didn't hear the sound of pots and pans being banged about while someone cooked their evening meal. By all appearances, we were alone.
By the time full dark arrived we had a nice fire going and were sitting there just talking, the way old friends do. With the fog we couldn't see more than maybe 25 or 30 feet.
In the middle of our conversation we suddenly heard a woman crying. After a number of sobs, she said something about "he left me". Then more crying.
This surprised us since we thought we were there all alone. When the crying went on for several minutes my friend and I decided we should go try to find the woman and see if there was anything we could do to help
We set off into the fog in the general direction of the woman's voice. We had gone just far enough that we could barely see the glow of our campfire behind us when the sound of the crying stopped. We no longer had a direction to go in. We stood there listening waiting to see if she would start sobbing again. She didn't, so we went back to our campfire.
We were talking about how strange it had been when the crying started again. Again something was said about "he left me" and the crying continued. Once again my friend and I started into the fog, and once again we went about the same distance as before, and again had the same results. We went back to our campfire.
The scene played out a third time, exactly the same as the first two times, and again had the same results.
The fourth time it happened it was getting a little spooky. This time I picked up the hatchet...just in case. In case of what, I didn't know. Again we set off into the dark, and again we had the very same results. But that was the last time we heard the woman crying.
The next morning there was still no sign of any other campers until considerably later in the day when more people arrived. I still have no idea who the crying woman was.
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