One night me and our entire trailier park played Midnight( hide-n-go-seek in the dark) and well, me and my friend sophia thought we would go hide in the trenched out ditches. And so we laid there...and waited for at least 10 minutes...we could here screams, and people running around but we stayed right where we were. Well soon enough, it started to become hard to see...i mean really hard to see. So were sitting there and where like "hey lets just run for base" so we got up and started dodging behind objects trying not to be seen. as we where "stealthing" through the traileir park we seen a guy, holding a gas can walking by. This guy i had enver seen before, he had a rough tone in his skin, he looked very stout and very angry, and then as he passed us (not noticing us) we seen him disappear......the next day, sophia and me walked through the same alley way we last seen the guy taking. no sooner than we arrived there, an old lady outside her yard, and was looking at something in the bushes. we walked over suspicous of what was going on, and she started crying. We asked her what was wrong, she pointed into the bushes and there was the same gas can that we had seen the guy carrying over night. We asked her "what is that doing there" she said, "it was my husbands gas can he had for his truck, he had it in case he ran out of fuel since his fuel gauge was broke on his truck"....and then i asked "where is your husband"...she said " he was killed 2 years ago, walking with this gas can and got hit by a car.