i was 15 at the time and lived in the rural suburbs of Pennsylvania. There is a large pine and oak forest near my house and i would regularly hunt and camp in there with my friends.
One night my friend nick and were camping on a winter hunting trip deep into the forest. I had left the tents to do my business in the woods. As i had walked in a good distance I heard a low toned humming sound. I ignored the sound and assumed my mind was playing tricks on me. As I finished my business and was making my way back, I heard the snow around me start to crunch as if something of substantial weight was moving on it. Living in this area my whole life, I knew that at this time of year nothing was big enough to crush snow like this. I slowly, and as silently as possible, got back to camp and picked up my rifle and waited. Two hours had passed and it was nearly pitch black outside. I heard that terrible crunching sound again. I quickly readied my rifle as a large, pale, lanky, and blood covered creature came into view just at the edge of the my gas lamp. Its eyes were a piercing orange. At least 5 minutes passed of me looking at this thing before it finally took notice of me. As if it knew I was nervous, it smiled at me. I know it sounds crazy but it smiled at me and began to slink back into the woods. To say the obvious I got no sleep that night. The next morning I told nick about what happened. He laughed at me like a good friend would and said we should pack up and go home. The worst part of it though, was that as we were pulling out of the clearing our car was parked in, I looked back nearly asleep and i swear to god I saw those same eyes starring right at me.
I share my story to let anyone coming to the back woods of Pennsylvania, bring something, a crucifix, wooden stake or a gun with silver bullets, to protect yourself because there are things much more dangerous than us in those woods.