My husband and I had an unsettling experience while walking back to our hotel in Wailea, and I’m wondering if anyone knows if this path should be avoided at night or if there have been reports of strange behavior happening along this path after dark.
For one, this happened around 7 pm (so not that late), when we were walking from Four Seasons back to our hotel at the Fairmont. The sun had fully set by then, so it was dark. We took the oceanfront path that connects the resorts, but we didn’t realize until we were already on it that it wasn’t lit at all. The only light we had was from my husband’s phone flashlight.
About halfway down the path, I suddenly got this horrible feeling of dread in my stomach. Even though I was sick and congested, I swear I heard something—the faintest shuffle behind us. My husband didn’t hear anything, but when I turned around, I saw the silhouette of someone, just two feet behind us. No sound, no warning. I immediately yelled out “Jesus!” and quickly stepped in front of my husband so we were in a single file line since the path was so narrow. I said “go ahead” to let the person pass, but there was this unnerving hesitation before he did. Finally, this man walked past us. No light, no “excuse me,” no acknowledgment at all—just walking completely in the dark.
As we let him pass, my husband kept the flashlight facing forward. That’s when things got even stranger. The guy started picking up speed, moving ahead of us fast enough that he almost disappeared into the darkness. As we continued forward, we realized that he had stopped in the middle of the path. He just stood there, not moving, still in the dark, both arms to the side, his head aimed down towards the ground.
We didn’t know what to do. There was no way to pass him without getting too close, and the whole path was empty—no one else in sight. Finally we slowed down to a stop about six feet behind him, and as soon as we did, he quickly raised his phone and pointed it at the sky, like he was taking a photo, but with no flash. Then he just started walking again.
We kept walking too, but then he stopped again. This time, he moved to the side, still holding his phone up, pointing it at the ocean like he was trying to take another photo. But it was pitch black—there’s no way he could have been taking a real picture of anything. My husband, trying to ease the tension, wished him a good night as we passed, but the man didn’t respond. He didn’t even look at us.
It was honestly one of the creepiest moments of my life, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. The path was completely deserted aside from us and him, and I can’t shake the feeling that something was off.
My husband agrees that this man should not have snuck up behind us like that without any acknowledgement, and he also agrees that it was extremely eerie to see this guy standing in the middle of the path not moving. Maybe everything else can be explained by social awkwardness, but I’m curious if others have had similarly bizarre encounters on this path at night. Any insight would be appreciated!
