One night at 5am I was walking my dog and I saw a dude at a street lamp. As I walked past, he just stood in the same place, except he was facing the street lamp. He couldn't see me. He actually had his arms up as if trying to fix the collar on his shirt or something, but he was completely still. My dog started barking at him, and since I don't like loud noises I told the dog to stop. He didn't. So I just jogged away, because obviously dogs don't care about things they're away from. The dude never moved though, and until this day I'm not sure what was going on. I talked to my friends and family about it because I like story telling, and they weren't really phased. It seems it was pretty much a common rumour for this town, back from the bush days of when a ranger hanged a native on that particular street.