After I got married and bought a house, I would often walk to work for the 4-12 shift as the steel mill was just a little over a mile away. And there were 2 bars with food on the way home, and midnight was prime time back then.
When I walked back home after midnight, there was an unlit section I had to walk through, uphill and woods on both sides for a quarter mile before you would come to the first houses.
You wouldn't believe the animal sounds I heard there. I would walk in the center of the road with a spot light, never could see into the woods what was making all the screaching racket and it was a little unsettling. I felt like I was in sci-fi movie and an attack was imminent. Never was bothered though, just a high anxiety walk.
I was once pulled over by the local cop on foot, a new guy back then who said 'not many people walk here at this hour.' He was kinda fat and I told him everybody should get some exercise and do some walking so he drove off. Lol.
Another time after I switched plants, I was driving the truck home and as I was backing in the driveway, a fucking owl with a wingspan that looked as big as a jet swooped down right in front of me on the road and then flew off with something in it's mouth.
Them things can be scary, that wingspan was wider than my truck and you could hear that swooping sound over the engine. Life in the wooded hilly suburbs, always see or hear animals at night.