Boo. |
Oh, and even though I totally believe in ghosts, I'm a #Shaniac, not a #Boogara. Because Ryan is kind of a whiny bitch, whereas I'd be right next to Shane in an abandoned mission yelling "Hey demon boi!" any day of the week.
Um...if I've lost you and you have no idea what I'm talking about, forget about it. Or check it out.
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Last night, I slept on my couch. That's a thing I do now that I live alone, partly because sometimes I'm too damn lazy to move to my bedroom, but also because the pull-out couch is much firmer than my bed and I find I toss and turn a lot less. There's also more room for the Siamese Kitten, although she'd rather just curl up in the middle of my pillow while I awkwardly try to fit my head next to her.
So there I was, sleeping, when I was awakened by a noise. A series of noises, actually. A series of thuds. They weren't dull thuds, they weren't sharp thuds. They were just...thuds. Sometimes there was a single thud, sometimes they came in pairs or even three at a time. A few seconds would pass between each one.
They seemed to be coming from various locations - overhead, from the next room, outside. It was hard to tell exactly where they originated. I had no idea what was causing them. My first idea was that the wind was blowing around fairly heavy objects that were on the building roof and/or patios. That would explain the different directions they came from. But when I looked outside there wasn't a breath of wind, and what would have been up on the roof, anyway?
Then I thought maybe it was noise from the construction site next door. But it was way too early for the construction crew to be working. I didn't see people or moving vehicles over there, either.
I even thought it might be the Siamese Kitten having a middle-of-the-night zoom. As she does. Nope, she was fast asleep on my pillow. In fact, she didn't even seem to notice the thuds, except once when she briefly lifted her head, then immediately settled back. The thuds were much louder than her typical thunderpaws, anyway.
The noises were definitely not simply a neighbor walking down the hallway of the building. It's concrete, and it echoes - a lot. The thuds had no echo at all.
Finally, it wasn't noise associated with the furnace. The heat kicked on and then off during this episode - the thuds continued whether it was running or not.
Eventually they just stopped. If they ever came back, I slept through them. Weird.
Ghosts probably hate when we do that. |
Oddly enough, I didn't feel at all afraid or uncomfortable during any of this. Strange noises in the night usually freak me out a little - especially when I'm alone. But all I felt was curious as these unexplained thuds beat out their odd tattoo around me.
What do you think, Drunkards? Do I have a (pretty tame) poltergeist? Or am missing a really obvious explanation?
I wish it was something exciting. It's probably just a mouse in the walls or something, though. I hope it's not. I hope it's some sort of weird house demon or something. Not because I want something like that to be in your house, but because it would make the world more interesting for there to be one anywhere.
ReplyDeleteOn our visit to this place, we mostly stayed downstairs, where the beer and liquor selection was quite admirable. The staff at event space Atlanta really pride themselves on the beers and food they have.
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna go with pretty tame poltergeist, especially since I was once told that saying "Was that noise a poltergeist?" is guaranteed to summon a poltergeist. Although I'm leaning toward it being a pooka, watching over you while you sleep.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Chris. Clumsy but benevolent pooka.
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