![]() But tonight I had a reason to be paranoid, at least. I hate opening doors / curtains / windows at night. Fast forward half an hour and the noises have stopped, and my cat's begging me to be let outside. I wanna say it put me at ease, but it didn't. ![]() As I said earlier, who would try to trespass when they could clearly see someone was home? If they did trespass, why would they be doing so so loudly? The banging could have been it jumping onto the garage roof, and now it was snuffling around outside the leaves, searching for some food. The rustling's still there.Īt this point, I think it might be that annoying pest possum. I think it's coming from the game, despite the volume being super low, but to be on the safe side I turned the sound on the computer off completely. It's quiet for a while, so I return to playing the game and talking to my friends. Who in their right minds would try to break into my house when they can see that I'm awake? Front outdoor light on, lounge light on. Oh, it was the neighbors doing something. I turn the volume on my computer down, trying my best to come up with excuses. There's a loud bang and I'm instantly freaking out, due to having my home, my safe place, invaded by some creeper twice in the past three months. ![]() The little one's in bed, and I'm chilling with some friends online, gaming. To be honest, I’ve never really had a fear of people, and I can’t say this is the first time I've had someone has done something like this, but the mask and gloves really added to the absurdity of the situation. I didn’t really know how to respond so I tell him to have a nice day and walk into my building. He then begins laughing, like full belly laughing. He hands it back and I put my smoke out and stand up. He then says “yes, I need one” so I give him my lighter. I assume that was him saying he did so I turn back to my phone planning on taking one more drag before getting up to leave. I ask him if that meant he had one, to which he responds with another double thumbs up. I can’t fight my manners so I ask him if he needs a light and he gives me a gloved double-thumbs up and stares at me. He asks me for a cigarette, so I give him one and he just continues to sit there with it unlit. I’m a polite girl so I give him a vague smile while my inner self and personal space are screaming at me to get up and leave. I glance back at my phone and hear what I assume are the older man’s footsteps approaching.īefore I have a chance to look up, the surgical zombie is sitting within an inch of me on the wall. He didn’t move or stop looking at me for probably another minute of a half, just sunken shoulders with his unblinking eyes pointed directly at me over his mask.įinally I notice an older man walking towards us and my cigarette is almost finished so I assume worst comes to worst, this guy will be near if anything happens. I went back to looking at my phone, but kept discreetly glancing in his direction to see if he was still there. I didn’t know how long he’d been standing there, but it was day time and the area is relatively populated so despite being the only people on the street, I wasn’t too worried. He’s hunched over facing me in the classic zombie pose wearing a large coat, a surgical mask and gloves. I had probably been sitting there for about two minutes without looking up when I finally do and notice a guy on the corner about 20 feet away staring intently at me. Today I was sitting on the wall outside my building smoking and messing around on my phone. I have a lot of weird encounters outside my office on my smoke breaks, but I think this one takes the cake, even with how anticlimactic it was.
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