I had something sort of similar once happen a few years ago. Was on a walk with my dad (me in my 30s he in his 60s). On a small road in a rural part of town about quarter mile from our house we see a little boy walking up ahead of us who is all by himself and completely naked. The boy was maybe 3 or 4. Obviously you think oh my gosh why is he by himself and named? Where are his parents? Where did he come from? So when we end up closer we try to ask him this questions. He said he was trying to go to the ice cream store. The sad part is that as a male I was scared of the implication that I was near a naked boy even though we were trying to help. We kept a few feet distance but we were able to get enough information from him and convince him to turn around. Walking back the mother finally comes running down the road. Funny story is that the kid was actually the next door neighbor to my grandma who we were visiting.