I'm not really "scared" of the dark, but walking to/from my stand in the dark, I've always got a light on, pointed almost straight down in front of me. It's not that I'm so much worried about critters as I am some trespassing moron mistaking me for a deer.
Several years ago while bowhunting with my uncle one afternoon, the flashlight in my bag had gotten turned on and drained the batteries (this was before all of the little twist on Mag lights and you had to carry a flashlight that took C cell batteries). Of course, I didn't discover this until it was already pitch black.
Got down out of my stand, got everything packed up, and slowly started picking my way back to the truck. My uncle had parked the truck beside a big cedar tree in the edge of a cow pasture. I was coming up the hill and could see the tree and the truck once I got close enough. Right when I was about even with the tree, my uncle came out from under it on all 4's, hissing, snarling, and squalling.

I can honestly say I felt like I aged 2 years in about 2/10's of a second!!!

That has been as close as I've ever come to needing to change my drawers.

While he was rolling around on the ground laughing, I should have taken advantage of the situation and went over and kicked him!
Since that time though, I keep at least 2 flashlights on me or in my back pack, and spare batteries for all of them.
