My wife and I were out jogging, and I ducked into a church to grab a drink of water. Anyway, onle thing led to another and we kind of started making out on the couch. It was empty, and all the lights were off, so NBD.
Then some dude comes barging into the doors on the other side yelling "I know you’re in here!" We could hear running and doors slamming. We hid in the janitors closet and locked the door. He kept screaming "gotcha!" after each door, then "dang!".
He eventually stopped not far from us, quietly sobbing. I think he was then repeatedly muttering "I just wanted to watch."
We're still in the closet because I think he fell asleep on the couch.