Abby Connolly
She started panicking as she stared back at this man with his head through the door. Trying not to cause a scene, she got up from bed and told him she was too tired to go out and stargaze.
“I don’t know how long he was there for,” she recalled. “It could’ve been a literal second, or it could’ve been two minutes, but either way, I was high-key horrified.”
He tried to convince her to join him, telling her he wouldn’t be at the site the next night. After telling him no multiple times, only for him to ask for her phone number, she finally lied and said she had a boyfriend back home.
She could tell he was starting to back off, but he asked for her first name before leaving her tent. She told him and figured it wouldn’t be a big deal if he only knew her first name.
Later that night, as she was in the bathroom of her tent, she terrifyingly heard him walking around outside the tent, calling her name. She stayed quiet inside but had to listen to him creepily call out her name several more times.
Unfortunately, when she told her family all about what had happened the next day, her dad and sister didn’t take her very seriously.
Despite that, she still went out to stargaze with her sister on their second night at the camp. She was feeling safe and having a good time, thinking the guy from last night wasn’t there.
It was very dark outside, so she couldn’t make out anyone’s facial features. She struck up a conversation with one of the male employees, and it was pleasant. But then, in the middle of their chatting, he asked if she remembered him. It turned out to be the same guy who peeked into her tent.
“Surprisingly, he was fine that night and respected my boundaries, so I didn’t say anything to the guys who ran the camp,” she said.
“I was planning on doing so if he did anything remotely uncomfortable, but he didn’t.”
Thankfully, the rest of the night went without a hitch, and she figured that would be the last she’d see of this employee.
