What
ABOUT the basement ? ? ?
Ha! That smilie is so cool!
Okay, now for the basement. I moved into a condo in San Pedro, Ca this last summer. Everything was pretty much okay for me until one night I go down to the garage at about 3 a.m. to grab something from the other 'fridge. I work nights and even keep my same schedule when I'm off duty - so being up at that time is no biggie.
This night, I had brought my little 9v Falcata with me because I didn't want to wake my roomies by turning on a bunch of lights. So remember what I said above - I'll do it, but don't really like it.
I get down to the garage and for the first time I see that there is a "door" leading to a storage area under the stairs. For some reason, I had never seen it before and now I'm getting a bit wierd about it. I grab my snack and beat feet back up the stairs to the kitchen. Nothing else to note for that night.
But, now it's three days later and I have to do some laundry. The machines are located at the top of those stairs, directly above the "room". I'm not thinking about it though as I start my wash and didn't mind having to go down into the garage once again to get my lunch. What am I worried about - the dog is with me right?
I get down to the fridge, around the corner from the bottom of the stairs, the dog a few steps behind me - but now there is a problem. I can hear footsteps clearly coming down the stairs behind me!
My one roomy is at work and the other is at school and I know (or thought) that I am alone in the house! In fact, I would have had to walk right by whoever is now coming down the stairs toward me.
The dog starts growling and I am now looking frantically around for something to use as a weapon - just then the footsteps stop. Whoever it is must be standing on the bottom step. The dogs ears are flat back, her teeth are showing, but she ain't moving forward. Great.
I take the first steps toward the "person", turning the corner of the stairwell expecting a fight to erupt -
nobody there!! Just then the footsteps return, loud and clear, this time moving up the stairs away from me. Now the damn dog gets brave and runs up the stairs growling all the way. Waiting a few seconds, I follow her.
Don't you know I get to the top of the stairs, next to the washing machine and here come the footsteps again, as if someone is walking
up from the garage, from where I just was! I'm standing there and don't see anything!
I have heard those footsteps a couple of times now since discovering the door but I never see anything. I can't see any easy explanation for it.
My imagination can really run wild, but why would the dog react that way?
No, I've never asked my roomies about the "room" or the footsteps. I kinda don't want to know. The thing is, I'm alone in the house most of the time, trying to sleep during the day before my night-shift starts.
