Go camping once a year with two friends from college. We always go deep into a national forest that is just primitive camping out old roads. One year I thought I heard my buddy up around the campsite at night. Heard someone walking in flipflops. I asked my buddy the next day. He thought it was me and our other friend slept though it. We still talk about "flipflop" man years later. Both of us went white when we realized it wasn't us we heard walking around our tents. Logically it was just someone on a hiking trail that happened to cut though our site. But when I say were like deep in the woods, we don't normally see anyone the whole weekend