posted on Jan, 8 2010 @ 06:11 AM
reply to post by sylvie
I once went to a house (to visit friends) and while their respective doors to their rooms were open, nobody was in the house. All the cars that people
in the house drove were parked outside. All three of the outside doors were open all the way. Lights were all on, nobody outside, inside, bathrooms,
nothing. Nobody answered to names, kinda odd. Did they walk to the store? Some big wreck/crash around the block? (Not uncommon in the area, and we're
all first aid/cpr types so it interests us if people are okay.) I walked outside, checked around the building, looked down the corner of the block,
ect. Saw none of the people who lived there. Interesting to note, I do not remember seeing any other people, or moving vehicles. But, of course, there
may have been a person or vehicle in my sight moving, and maybe I didn't note it. But, I don't remember. I'm pretty sure at this point I was
looking for any sign of life. With the thoughts of remembering the series "eerie indiana" I went back inside, checking things out. No appliances
were left on, and Dick isn't answering his door. He must be asleep, but he would normally be up at this time on this type of day, or at least answer
his door. Besides me, the only other living entity besides a turtle and some fish was a cat.
I picked the cat up, and thinking to myself, "these arses left all the outside doors open!" I took the cat with me in my car, back to my home. I
returned the cat in the morning (not more than 5 or 6 hours later) by knocking on the door of the room where the owner was. Very drunk and disgruntled
by being awoke, he was surprised to see me drop off the cat. I told him about how I got there at the house and the doors were all open, and nobody was
home. I didn't want their night of partying to end with them losing this chick's cat. In reality, the whole experience was messed up, and I thought
i'd just kick it out a little bit.
Later, a week or two or maybe more, I tried recounting the experience to the people who lived there over a couple beers at a local bar. And for as
much as I tried to be heard, the more they appeared to not notice I was trying to discuss something. It was very odd, as though I weren't allowed to
talk about it.