This story is when I was hiking. There is another one when I was younger I was a search and rescue but that is part 2. That time me and my brother were hiking. We went hiking nearly afternoon. As always we hiked then we stop to rest. We drank water then we continued hiking. It was long until evening. We were doing what our religion told us to do that is pray to God. That takes time too. It was getting dark but we kept hiking. Then we don't know what to do. We have no tents. So we search for a roof. Then we saw a cabin. We don't know who owned it but we entered it. We walked in and put our stuff where we wanted to. We explore the cabin. There is many two stories bed. A room where there is a bunch of book which not a library cause there isn't so many books. After we pray we tried to play some games on our phone but there was no connection. In the end we read the books in that room. As soon as we get out of the cabin, at least I did. I saw a tall skinny man. He was unbelievably tall like I'm telling you. It's finger was long and it pointed at me. I can't move. Then he disappeared. I ran into the cabin and tell my brother about it. Of course my brother didn't believe me. When midnight I was waked up by a tapping at my shoulder. It was my brother. He said he saw the tall man walking around outside the cabin. We slept and that morning we rushed out of the cabin and cancelled the Hiking. We got back home and chill. About 2 months has passed and I still remember it. I looked at the news. Somebody has gone missing in the same mountain. My brother who was holding a cup o coffee dropped the cup. Don't worry its not glass. I was thinking what of we didn't rushed out that morning and stayed another night.