For any future reference, I am posting this very odd and true creepy experience. First of all, we have camped in the Dalles Campground in Washington State many times in the past. We recently stayed in spot #27 in our 20 ft travel trailer. It was cold and wet out for a late August weekend. We went to bed that evening and woke around 4am to use the bathroom. We went back to bed and noises started happening. As if someone was trying to get in the trailer or was outside the trailer. I kept getting up to look out the window to see if someone was there or an animal.... nothing....No wind. I went back to bed and we kept hearing noises, tapping and sounds as if someone was trying to open the trailer door. My wife jumped at one point saying "what the F"! I lay back down and tried drifting to sleep and felt a tap on my leg outside the blanket. I ignored it for a second thinking it was my wife touching me, but then realized her leg was not right next to me. I sat up and said "did you just touch me"?. NO! and she jumped up and said something was touching her. A feeling of something going up and down her arm, which is why she sat up and said "What the F"? She said I think something is in here with us. I got out of bed and turned the light over the stove on. We turned off the white noise machine so I could hear anything that was happening more clearly. I said " Get the hell out of here we are trying to sleep" .... and it stopped after that. When we got home a few days later we went through our paper sack of food to empty the left-over buns, chips, etc. There was a dove dark chocolate at the bottom that had been ripped and chewed on the corner. Our original instinct was a mouse that entered our trailer that night.? There was no tear in the bottom of the sack. It was up on the fridge. There was no sign of rodent droppings in the trailer anywhere. The mouse would have had to climb up on the fridge, go over the side of the paper sack, bypass the buns that were on top to get to the bottom of the sack. Tear apart the dark chocolate, climb back out of the top of the sack all without leaving any evidence it was there (ex. rodent droppings.) The whole feeling that night left us really freaked out. We moved to another site the next day with no more issues. BTW, there was no way the chocolate was damaged prior to being put in the sack. The shards of foil were in the bottom of the sack when we found the damaged chocolate. No explanation, but it leads me to believe something paranormal happened that evening. The touching of us was particularly disturbing.