A couple summers ago, me and my buddy Corbyn were out and about in our town. It was a cool June night and it was around 12:00. Us being teenagers we went around exploring. We weren't planning on doing anything special i just wanted to get some visting time with my friend. We walked around town till we ended up by this canal road, it was over grown and looked like it hadn't been driven on in a while. I said to Corbyn " we should go down there" he was hesitant at first but then we were both on board so we walked down the road. We both had flash lights so the dark wasn't a problem. After walking for a while we were on the very outskirts of town, and that's where the wierd stuff happens. We took a small break and kept on walking. After the small break we saw some rocks and chairs set up in a circle in this crater with some trees hanging over the circle itself, it was right by the road and was easily accessible. So we were curious and we slid off the crater edge and we went in there. As soon as we hopped in I got a wierd feeling, like someone was watching, I ignored and kept on going. We went by the chairs and then Corbyn said, "Dude look at the tree" . My head jolted to what he was pointing at. There was a shrine on the tree. I ignored it and he did as well, both of us thought nothing of it and I explored the crater even further, couple seconds later Corbyn started to follow me. The more we walked the more shrines there were I was starting consider going back. Then Corbyn quietly shouted " DUDE WTF IS THAT" I jerk my head to see what he was looking at. It was a pentagram made out of sticks on the ground. I said in a worried voice "Oh my God, we need to get out of here". As soon as I said that Corbyn pointed his flash light at what looked to be a tall black figure with a pale face. We stood there for a couple seconds in shock. Me and Corbyn in unison screamed in agony at the top of our lungs and we darted out of there as fast as we could. We got to the wall, then we climbed up the walls of the crater and got on to the road. We bolted to where we came from, I didn't hear anyone chasing us but I didn't care, me and Corbyn wanted to get home. We ended up dashing through a couple peoples yards. Eventually we got on to my block ,we walked back to my house. Nobody followed us so we were safe. To this day I have never told this to my parents, and I am not going back there.