Rangers, hikers and forest workers share the creepiest experiences they have had in the woods.

The woods are a scary place—so many spooky sounds and so few 7/11's. As a city dweller, I try to stay as close to concrete, street lights and consumerism as possible. But even people who spend a big chunk of their lives in the woods run in to some scary, creepy, unexplainable sh*t while out in the wilderness.

Rangers, hunters, hikers and forest workers are sharing their scariest experiences in the woods that they "still can't explain." After reading these 23 stories, you may want to avoid forests, woods, and even trees altogether. Just to be safe.

1.) From redink85:

We have a camp that we visit during the hunting months and about every other weekend in between that. To get to our camp, you have to turn off of a major road onto a gravel road, drive about a mile, then turn onto another gravel road for about a half mile. It’s set between a few other camps, plus some residents that live out there. It’s quiet, for the most part. There are some coyotes and bobcats. Bobcats are the worst due to their terrible scream. It sounds like a woman crying for help. There has also been a black panther and wild dogs. 2013 we were at the camp for Thanksgiving. We hunted, fished, cooked, drank, all that good camp stuff. On night, we’re sitting around a fire, swapping funny stories and just listening to the silence of the woods. As we’re talking, we all hear, “Help me!”. At first, we thought it was a bobcat. We listened some more and heard it again. It was a man’s voice yelling “help me!” repeatedly. Now, our first instinct was to grab our guns. Second was to go towards the voice, BUT you never know what you will encounter in the woods. It was dark and cold. The hunters knew the area very well. We called the police, and explained everything to the responding officers. The weird part was that we NEVER once heard it while the officers were with us. Not once. The officers left and we heard the man again, repeating “help me”. About half an hour later, the officers came back and we didn’t hear any call for help. Again, silence. We all decided it was best to go inside our camp for the night. We never did find out anything. I’ve only been back to the camp once since then. Really freaked me out.