A long time ago my dad was deer hunting in the mountains. Practically in the middle of no where. He was staying in this campground and a family of four invited him to eat dinner with them. While they were eating this other hunter that the family invited to eat kept asking my dad if he wanted to hunt with him tomorrow. The guy seemed kind of skrewy and my dad didn’t trust him so he kept declining the guys offer. After dinner the guy kept up “Are you sure you don’t want to go out with me tomorrow its supposed to be a good day.” My dad got extremely creeped out by this, threw all his gear in his truck and got the hell out of there. A month or so later in the news rangers found a bunch of hunters bodies in that area. Apparently someone was killing hunters in the middle of the wilderness.