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We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.

I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.

When were you last really scared?

(, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Renting
We all know renting a flat in the London is the least pleasant thing you can do, but this made it worse.

The GF had gone on holiday leaving me to move all my stuff, and her stuff, into the new flat. Shiny new flat has bedrooms in basement and sitting room upstairs. Lovely. I move in and sit around looking at the chaos of boxes until I decide it's time for an early night. Wake up at night listening to the house creaking. Old houses. I wake up 5 mins later listening to the house creaking. The creaking sounds like footsteps. Bloody upstairs neighbours. I wake up 3 minutes later suddenly realising that the neighbours aren't upstairs. My sitting room is upstairs. I lie very still. All is quiet. I fall asleep. Wake up 1 minute later as my bedroom door opens. Large man in jacket silhouetted in doorway. Me naked in bed. Not happy.

me: Who's there?!
him (in friendly, matter of fact voice): Oh, it's Jack from the flats upstairs. Your door was open when I came back, so I thought I'd see that everything was alright.

And he calmly walks away. I listen for him going upstairs, then closing my front door behind him. I wait 30 seconds and triple bolt the front door. I notice that every lightbulb in the house is on, including the other bedroom and both bathrooms.

Next morning I knock on all my upstairs neighbours' doors. No one called Jack, or anyone matching the description, has ever lived there.

I eventually figure out that the guy must work for the company that does inventories on rented flats, and so has the keys, and knows I only just moved in. Furthermore his very calm, reasonable explanation suggests he's done this a few times before. He obviously gets kicks out creeping around other people's homes. Letting agent informed and locks changed.
(, Fri 23 Feb 2007, 18:19, Reply)

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