I was homeless for a week waiting for my lease to start so I was living out of my tent in the Northern Woods in a small college town . To keep my phone charged I would spend time at Starbucks , where I eventually got to talking to this guy while waiting for our drinks . We ' ve both lived in a few cities with major Big Ten universities so we were comparing some of the pros and cons from big city college feel to little city college feel . We get to talking about how we like our current city because of how safe it is , and as he ' s walking out the door he turns to me and says , except for all of the unsolved murders recently . And that ' s it , not another word out of his mouth , and away he went . Well whatever , that was weird . So I don ' t think anything about it for a while and come dusk I pack up my things and head out to my camping spot for the night . It ' s been a while since I ' d been there last but I have a clear destination of where I ' d like to set up for the night it ' s just above a small pond up on the rocks where a lot of the animals in the area come to drink . It ' s closing quickly on dark when I get going on the trail as it really isn ' t a far walk . There are 3 trails from the parking lot and I choose the wrong path . After 20 minutes of a loop around the far side of this pond , I come across the campsite I had remembered . Relieved , I start setting up my tent with the only light coming from my headlamp and the full moon illuminating the clear nighttime sky . I look a few yards behind me closer to the water and my heart drops there is scattered , shredded debris from a previous campsite . A full tent with collapsed tent has poles jetting in every direction with huge rips in the lining . Clothes thrown in every direction . A fallen over camp chair laying on its side , and a small 2 burner grill left out on the rocks . That ' s when I remember those closing words from the guy at Starbucks , and now I ' m thinking ' Shit , this is where one of those murders took place . ' By this point it ' s pitch black in the woods and I ' ve already set up my campsite . I know that if I try and trek back to my car I ' m going to end up lost , so I swallowed my fear and camped there for the rest of the night . It ended up storming pretty bad maybe 2 hours after I set up camp which only made it harder to sleep . I ended up getting maybe an hour of sleep that night and when the sun came up I packed everything up and was gone as quickly as I could . Survived the night and haven ' t heard any stories about that area involving any murders , so chances are it was just some drunk college students who left their gear behind . But the words from that old man were enough to scare the living shit out of me . TLDR Went camping alone in an area where mysterious murders had been reported , stumbled upon abandoned camp , was too stupid to get out of there , survived without any problems .