I own a coffee shop in Southern Indiana. I have a room in the back where I spend most of the week. I had just bought this place and after a few weeks I realized how strange it really was.
The first time that I noticed some strange happenings was about a week after I had opened the shop. It was getting late and I was closing the shop for the night. I heard something back in my room. I thought maybe it was just my cat playing with one of my feather pens until I heard a pop, like the sound a champagne1 bottle makes when the cork2 pops out. I inched my way toward the door and heard it again. I picked up a metal ruler on the counter and swung open the door. My cat flew between my feet and nearly scared me into a heart attack.
I stepped into the bedroom and looked around, but there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary. I went around the corner into the bathroom and saw that my medicine cabinet was open. There was spilled peroxide all over the floor and aspirin3 spread all around in the sink. The shampoo bottle head had been unscrewed completely and spilled on the floor, seeping4 into the mat. I shut the door and searched the rest of the place, which seemed normal enough.
After I had cleaned the mess and locked up, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking I wasn't alone.
