Years ago, I used to go to my grans house after primary school until my mum got home from work. Some days we would take a walk out the village along to where some horses were kept to feed them. One time (well, the last time) just as we were about done, I asked my gran what the man was doing watching us by the barn door (I can still vaguely picture him). Well my gran screamed, grabbed my hand and we bolted home. I can't remember the outcome exactly but I know a man was caught not long after that. I still think about that to this day, creepy, and this was in broad daylight.