It was in fact a dark and stormy night.
Just enough creaking of trees, brushing of windblown branches, the hiker ahead enveloped in the darkness, then emerging again as you quicken your pace. You weren't worried. Certainly not scared. But there they are again, nothing wrong with catching up. Being on the safe side. Just enough.
The camp was warm and cheery, and a nice pleasant morning to hike out. Didn't seem near as far in the morning.
Also, everyone had 1970s aluminum frame packs. Not as costumes. Just making an observation.