What I am about to tell you is true. It is important for you to understand this so that you will be able to more fully grasp the implications of what you are about to read. There are several witnesses to this event as well, so I am not crazy. Not fully anyway.
Last night, as I was sitting in my living room with my family, chatting with my mother-in-law who was visiting, out of nowhere we heard a strange noise. It was a beeping, not like a microwave or an alarm clock, but more like a warning. A man’s voice crackled out some sort of message, and I thought I heard it tell me to go to the kitchen, and then it was gone. Because we had all been talking, none of us had heard exactly what had been said, so we got quiet and waited to hear if it would happen again.
A few moments later the beeping returned, and this time we could clearly tell that it was coming from a white box on our wall that no one in the house had ever noticed before. There were no knobs or dials, or even any sort of display on it, and it sat on the wall a few inches down from the ceiling, about the size of a brick. I tried speaking to the box, and asked it to repeat the message, but I got no response. Ruby shouted at it as well, but it didn’t listen to her either.
A third time it made its beeping, but the voice never returned. At this point I went out into the courtyard to see if anyone else in our development had heard the same thing, and if there was some sort of protocol that I didn’t know about. When I asked the guy out there about it (who is on the maintenance team and ought to know about such things), he laughed and asked me if I was joking. He told me that no one else had such a box in their units and no, he hadn’t heard any weird voices coming out of the walls, and there were not any bizarre emergency drills that I didn’t know about.
I decided to take a look inside the white box, and so I carefully removed the protective cover, exposing some wires and computery looking things, but since I have no idea about that sort of thing, I just put the cover back on and wondered what I thought I was going to gain from that. That was when someone had the idea that it might be the doorbell.
I ran downstairs and rang the doorbell, and yes, the doorbell sound was coming out of that white box. Okay, well that solves the mystery of what the box is and what it is doing in our living room, but it doesn’t explain why somebody was talking to us through the doorbell, and what all that weird beeping was. It had not been a doorbelly sort of beep.
Hours passed and the doorbell remained silent, and at this point I don’t think it’s going to happen again, although you never know. If it happened once, it could happen again. But what is it? Is our doorbell picking up some sort of radio waves, like a police scanner or something? If that’s true, why didn’t anybody else’s doorbell pick it up? No, the most likely answer is that someone from another dimension is trying to contact me. I just wish I had heard the full message during that first transmission. So, to any extradimensional beings that are trying to get in touch with me and who also read my blog, please try your transmission again, preferably after 8pm when the children are asleep and the house is quieter. And if it is just some random person from this dimension, well then cut it out. That beeping is really annoying.
This is happening at my house