Something unusual has been happening, and I’m not sure what to make of it. Maybe someone here can offer some explanations.
To give you the full picture, we used to live in the city, but we got tired of the noise and the prices, so we moved out of Brooklyn a little over two years ago and into a quiet little area about two hours from the city, bordering Pennsylvania. We’re not very familiar with rural life, so it’s still a bit new to us. My house sits on the edge of the woods, and we don’t have neighbors on that side, just trees stretching for miles and miles.
In winter, I move my workspace to the living room by the woodstove, sitting next to a large window that looks out over the terrace and the forest. I keep the blinds closed to hold in the heat.
Two nights ago, I was working on my spicy horror story when I suddenly heard and felt a loud bang, like something heavy had fallen. I thought it came from the basement but could also be outside. I ignored it. A little later, the bang repeated, this time louder and closer. I felt the vibrations in the floor and the walls. Like someone was just outside, either on the terrace or under it, hitting the wall right next to me.
I got scared and decided not to open the blinds, and instead just go to bed. But as I was getting under the blanket, not even a minute later, the bang happened again, just as loud and just as close as the second time. Someone or something was right outside our house.
I woke up my partner, told him what happened, and asked him to check with me. We checked the terrace, but there was no one. The rest of the night was quiet.
The next night, around nine (it’s very dark out as we don’t have any street lights in my area), he went outside to grab wood from the backyard pile for the firestove so the house would stay warm through the night. I stayed inside, music playing, running around to feed the pets. When he returned, he asked if I had heard anything. I hadn’t. He said there had been a very loud, powerful bang that made the ground tremble, coming from the woods. Of course, it might have been a tree falling. But there was no cracking, no rustle of breaking branches. Only a sudden bang. Needless to say, we decided not to investigate.
Now it’s morning, and I can’t help but feel a little anxious about whether it will happen again tonight.
What do you think it might be?