Last night I slept with the light on. Not necessarily out of a deliberate choice on my part, it just kind of turned out that way.
I am a big fan of Asian horror movies. I’ve seen many of them. The ghost is always the same - some unfortunate young woman with long hair over her face - and it’s entirely up to the story of the movie to differentiate it from the crowd. In a couple of those movies the ghost also happened to be very wet.
So last night as I lay in bed and rather unexpectedly began to hear the sound of dripping water… well, perhaps it can be excused that my imagination, fueled by the dark setting of my bedroom, immediately turned to the rather interesting thought of a dripping ghostly figure. The thing here, however, is that I have nothing in my room that could drip water. Even if I did, this was not the simple sound of a dripping facet. No, this is more like what you would hear coming off of a person who had just stepped out of the shower…
Of course, I got out of bed, turned on the light, and looked around my modest sized room in puzzlement. What could possibly be making the sound?
I don’t know. I never did find the source of what I was hearing. Perhaps I was simply half asleep when I heard the telltale sound of something very wet, though I could’ve sworn I had only just laid down.. but anyway, I returned to my bed to consider the possible sources and to listen for any further drip, drop, drips and the next thing I know, I’m waking up at 5 AM.
Of all the silly things to do, I had fallen asleep with the light on.
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