My college had a tap that I used to go to fetch water. Sometimes, I would be forced to change my plans because my brother would tip me off that he heard that cults were sailing that night or thereabout, so in my best interest, would stay away from visiting campus. So, I never had an encounter with them. But I had a close shave. In my third year, I was visiting a friend in the dormitory. I took a a major thoroughfare frequented by students and came across a bunch of guys who were walking in groups. I innocently called out one of them because I recognized him in the crowd and went my way. I later on heard from people that those group of people that I walked past were cultists who were sailing that night. And I had no clue. It was God who saved me. Thank God in Jesus Name, Amen.