I'm sure it was just some little shit with a dollar store laser pointer. My dad had this happen with the neighbour kid a few years ago, and the parents made the kid write a letter of apology. But it also brought to mind a friend I had in high school, who had a father who was, shall we say, controversial, who got really upset when someone pointed one at him at a party. He dove on the ground and started heading for another room. Poor guy almost crapped his pants, I would have too if I'd been in his shoes.
Anyway, I don't want some bullshit speech from anyone about walking alone at night, because I'm just as likely to get shot walking with another person, and I'm not going to travel around with a crowd just so that they'll be more likely to get hit by stray bullets than I will. I just wanted to share the tale of my near death experience. Now I'm sitting safely at my computer, drinking some tea and eating a square of dark chocolate.