I had a somewhat similar experience from when I can remember until I was 6. This is going to sound so fruity, I've never told anyone but my sister....who called me a fruitcake! I would see a telephone poll and equally tall sheeted man. As they would get closer, my heart would almost explode. I heard a noise, (probably my heart beat), with every thump they would take a step closer. We moved when I was 6 and luckily the telephone poll didn't follow!