/k/ommando here. I have a few stories.
>with gang of fellow /k/ommandos, running drills and LARPing, because SHTF hype was still tasty
>have a very superstitious member of the gang who is Irish catholic
>irishbro yells Latin blessings and shit whenever he's spooked
>day 2 of a 4 day weekend we have a full moon
>group camps exclusively at an Indian burial site
>tldr he starts being cathautistious and we inadvertently become surrounded by what looked like shadow people
>brush it off as none of us had slept since day 0 and have a touch of the tism ourselves
>remind him about it every time we hang
>be at same campsite, one month prior
> 3 days deep on a 6 day camp excursion with same gang + normies
>have to take a giant shit, having eaten MREs and RipIt for the duration, being the larpfag that I am.
>our token normie says I'm not a real man if I don't strip naked
>accept challenge, strip to boxers and run into the darkness with a flashlight, a subcompact Firestar .40cal, and a can of dip.
>100yards from my dump site, on the opposite hill (innavalley), sat a pair of yellow eyes with a six inch space.
>thing must have been 2ft tall from jaw to paw
>find out later it was a bobcat that friend's dad had fed sammich meat some years ago
>camping normally with fiancé, 2 year old son and brother
>pick a site at grandparents land and enjoy the quiet
>each night we were antagonized by a curious pack of coyote
I have more stories but it's always the same shit. Coyotes, Shadowpeople and autism. Nothing tops the bobcat, though.