Did this up for other subs I read but then I realized it was probably one of you guys so I should hit up /r/Drama to find out which of you it was;

Alright word of warning. Story contains mental illness and/or drugs so on one hand it's sad and depressing and I genuinely feel bad for the guy but on the other it was pretty fucking funny/spooky and I need to share it. 

I was more than halfway through my shift and it was closing in on 2am when I glanced behind me as I was crossing a car park on my property. Now I've been super sick since Friday with the flu or something and my hearing is all fucked and my brain is mush but getting cover on my site is hard due to the size of it. 

SO. When I first saw a pale blur sprint from the shadowey alleyway across the street carrying a stick like it was a sword and he was a brave highland warrior in Braveheart off preparing to fuck up the English my first thought was "Alright I guess I'm hallucinating now." 

Turning, I see him appear from behind a building in my property (plsno) and run into the car park so I now knew I wasn't hallucinating and was wondering what the fuck I'm going to do when Canada's William Wallace comes at me with his stick. 

"Excuse me?" I meant it to sound commanding and affirmative but what actually came out was muffled by my croaky throat and decidedly high pitched at the "^mee?" with my growing confusion. 

Instead of stopping, the man, who I can now see is probably in his 30's, is shirtless and wearing 3/4 length shorts instead runs at, then scales and bounces over - with such enthusiasm and gusto that I still can't believe it - a gateway that's EASILY 8-9ft tall and topped with double strands of barbed wire. No - the wire did not slow him. 

So looks like I'm calling 911. He's now trespassing in an area where he could kill himself quite easily or literally cause explosions.

I walk to the gate as I'm calling and I see him climbing up a ladder that just has an inspection area and no alternative exits at the top. He jerks his head around, turns around and scrambles down the ladder before SPRINTING off away from me towards a small shack. Now the shack has the fence that's connected to the gate he cleared running behind it, and the space between them isn't enough for an average build guy to stand facing the back corner, you would have to shimmy in sideways.

Not this guy.

He sprints straight in, shirtless, bouncing into the dark, THORNY BUSHED corner and vanishes from sight. 

I'm personally quite happy with this as I wait for the police because where he is isn't immediately dangerous. I back up so I have a 180 degree view of that shack, and the street further down the block because if he clears the exterior fence I don't want him coming up behind me.

About 5 minutes or so later I spot him down the street nearly a full block away, sprinting across to the side he came from originally and into another property of mine, which royally fucks me because I'm waiting for the cops so I'm standing there thinking pls don't break anything.

The amazing part about this is that between the shack and where he reappeared he would have either had to clear three wire topped fences of similar heights to the gateway OR one fence followed by a sprint through woods filled with wet muddy holes, ditches, slopes and thick thorny bushes. 

I alter my position so I have a 180 of the street behind me now and I see him sprinting along the rear of the car park opposite me (still my property) so the guy ends up back roughly where he first appeared, sees me, and darts into a dark gap between two buildings. 

After this I move to where I can see what SHOULD be his exit point only for him to reappear a half block further away and sprint across the street into a dark alleyway. 

That was the last I saw of him.

Shortly after this I saw a passerby heading in his direction and stopped him to warn him and before I'd got further than "there's a guy running arou-" the passerby asks "WAS HE SHIRTLESS?"

Turns out the dude had sprinted up to this guy after midnight and demanded to know if "HE WAS ONE OF THE PEOPLE FOLLOWING HIM?????"

I've received no update from the cops(other than meeting with them and seeing them searching) as of yet but left a voicemail and will hopefully hear that the guy was found safely but goddamn was there something highly entertaining about a shirtless dude sprinting around full power at 2am. 

Yes I absolutely freaked out at every dark corner after that.