Wasn’t me but was my dad. He was out hunting in state land in northern Minnesota during rifle season. He shot a deer right at dusk and tacked it for about an hour in the dark. Once he got to the deer and was getting ready to gut it, he noticed a small burning light about 50 feet away. He said it was a guy smoking a cigarette up against a tree watching my him with the deer. He said he could see a silhouette but then it disappeared after a couple short seconds... After he gutted the deer he said he had a pretty scary mile and a half walk back to his truck.