Mine is all about what goes on in your head.
I had gone to a local sports field which borders on a nature preserve. I brought my Meade ETX 80 to see if it would be darker than home. My house is in a very light polluted bortel 7 area and I am surrounded by lights.
So I am in this sports field, near the woods, and it was significantly darker than home. I am over the eyepiece when I hear a crack behind me, like someone stepping on a twig. I have on a hooded sweatshirt to help darken the eyepiece area, so I have to lift my head and spin my body around in order to see behind me. Nothing!
I go back to observing, whatever, when I hear a sound to the right. Sounds like something coming out of the woods. My head snaps up, but there is nothing.
As I go back to the eyepiece it occurs to me that this is like some scene out of some slasher movie or zombie movie or Alaska wilderness, but I am on Long Island, just outside NYC, in a fairly save suburban community. But I can't get the image out of my mind.
"Ed was a budding astronomer who went to the woods to get a better look at the cosmos. Little did he know that Cugo, Freddie and the Midnight Slasher were having a party in the same woods that night. Oh, it was dark that night but now quite what Ed had in mind. Of course we will never know what he was observing that night. The telescope was found the next day but no Ed."
The story in my head was far worse than anything I was likely to encounter but I could not overcome it so I packed up and headed home. I set up in front of my light polluted house for the rest of the evening.
Sometimes the you just can't get past all the horror movies, murder based TV shows and wilderness shows. I can put up with the light pollution by my house but I need to find some star buddies to go back to that dark area with me.