Reminds me of a time years ago with a group of friends on the trail; we got a late start, and it got dark on us before we made it to camp. It was bright enough to see the trail, so we decided to keep going.
All of a sudden, this guy at the front of our group let out this startling shrieking little-girl scream. What the heck happened?! Well, our friend says all he saw was this pair of small beady greenish eyes come out of the brush and run directly at him at full speed. Indeed, it ran right between his petrified legs.
Of course, it turns out it was an armadillo. We laughed the rest of the way to camp; Ah, good times. Good times.
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