I was conducting an all-night time lapse in the middle of the mountains, miles from anyone and where no-one knew where I was.
I was surrounded by dead trees with pure-black shadow all around me.
About 2:30 in the morning, I started hearing...and my neck hairs are going up as I write this.... a multitude of children whispering and giggling.....
Talk about freak out. I am most comfortable in the bush and always feel safe. Not this night. I wrestled with my powers of logic for around half an hour, debating whether I should pack up and go home. The sound was not in my head. It was very faint, but definitely real. Of course I was thinking, "Baz, don't be a pansy. Of course there is a perfectly logical explanation for the sound".
All of a sudden, without warning....
AAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!
A breeze blew through at ground level and I heard all the dead.....
....sticks on the trees rubbing together. They squeaked, squealed and chattered in a cacophony of wooden voices, sounding EXACTLY like children whispering and giggling.
I went home later to have a quiet heart-attack.
Who else has a scary astro dark-site story where your imagination has reduced you to a whimpering four-year-old curled up in the foetal position?