Well now you have me terrified about the “sort of weird staring people in my neighbourhood who probably play Scape” that I found out about by looking in their recycle box.
You don’t think that things like that sneak into your head, but they do, they do. (thanks AliasQTip). Three nights ago in the middle of the night I heard a big crash and something that sounded like wood breaking.
My first thought- out of a deep sleep- was “they’re here”. The weird people have come because now they know about me, they saw this site, now they’ve peeked in the side window, saw the big castle and swamp setup, and they’re coming in, like Marr in the night, like noisy ninjas, like Brunak in a china shop, like.... well you get the idea.
I laid there listening. You know I have cats. Sometimes they get delusional and hunt furniture in the night so I was hoping it was just them. But the sound of wood breaking?
There were no more...
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