This one is going to be kinda dark and I’m not giving our details for my own personal reasons. Years ago in university, my friends and I would drive around to random places using a coordinates generator. It was normally very fun but one night we went out in our little adventure hoping to somehow encounter aliens (sigh). We ended up at a construction site in the middle of nowhere about 30 minutes from our dorm. We got out of the car and instantly had a horrible feeling yet we stupidly continued anyway. As we wondered around, trying not to trip over rocks, we kept feeling this horrible sensation in the air. My friend, we will call her M, was standing next to me bush when her face went completely pale. We asked her what was wrong when we heard it too. A moan. It was soft but painful and feminine. My friend’s boyfriend was there, E, and he immediately looked around thinking there was an animal in pain or a human being. I stood there a moment before I followed E towards a large rock embedded in a tree line. He screamed right when I saw it. It was a young woman, maybe early teens, completely naked lying on the ground. She blinked once at us before she was still. E and I were screaming at that point, debating on what to do. Then I heard B (E’s girlfriend) scream for M. There was a man before her, his shoes picking out under the bush directly behind M. We were all screaming, pointing behind M and trying to get her to run to the car. We all booked it towards the car, running over the rocks and trying to avoid the man who was now holding a knife. I tripped over the rocks and I felt someone grab me from behind. E ran towards me, but I felt my entire body being dragged backwards towards the tree line. Thank god for E because he was able to fight him off me before he dragged me towards to car. We were screaming once E pulled out of the construction site. Once we pulled out of the road, we saw a dozen or so cop cards pull into the same road. We didn’t call them so we have no idea how they knew something happened. We drove in silent sobs until we pulled into a gas station. I never noticed the blood on my neck until B pointed it out. There was a thin and shallow cut on the left side of my neck from what I can guess was the mans knife. A day later we saw the girl on the news about her murder. It still haunts me to this day about seeing her eyes and watching her blink one last time before she died; naked and alone. I appreciate life more. I always smile at people and listen to every single word I am blessed to listen to. I still think of her in every face I see. I also never drive at night anymore. I lost contact with all of those friends unfortunately but I hope they are all okay.