An additional factor to her fear was that she was screaming in what sounded like German. She legitimately looked crazy and had a death stare that burned my soul. I was about to hit the road, while trying to quickly tell Hannah what had happened. Hannah stopped me and said, "Oh, she's coming to the window." Maybe she could help. I was about to say “no” and leave with no planned return. I heard horror music playing in my head. Before I could even think what to do, she was right at my window, wide-eyed. She gestured to open the door. There was no way I was going to do that. She still had this aggressive tone in her facial expression. He couldn't be trusted. She was crazy. I rolled down my window a little so I could see what she had to say. I hoped it was an excuse for how rude she had been to me. She fixed both of her hands so they were gripping my window and she was trying to push it down and put her face in it. She was angry but then said this: “Why are you trying to find this dog?? We responded to him and summarized what happened, quickly. His response was, “Why don’t you try to go find the owners?” We wanted to shake our heads and say, "What do you think we were doing?" but instead we let her speak. The last thing she said was, "Okay girls, have a nice day and she's gone." We were so shocked and confused by what had just happened. I ran while I could get away. I didn't want her to come back to the car and start something