This happened to me and a friend (I’ll call him Kyle for privacy purposes) our 6th grade year of middle school 6 years ago. We lived really close to each other on an old gravel road in the woods, and we would go to each others quite frequently after school. We would meet each other at a corner halfway between our houses, then we would walk to either one’s house (this is some what important to mention in the story. Any way we met up and I went to his house.
We made to his house and decided to go to one of the many fort outposts we, and other friends made for air soft and hanging out, we went to what we called the metal tent, because it was a tent like structure made of metal sheeting made from scrap parts near by, there was also a nice little creek next to it.