While drying off in the bathroom, I heard the strangest noise coming from the living room. I had just finished showering after one of my regular runs along Riverside Drive and froze in place, listening closely. It wasn’t a single noise, actually. A loud whooshing sound erupted first, like a large, extraordinary bird beating its wings against the sky. Then, the creaking sound of springs, like someone taking a seat on my couch. It’s an old piece of furniture that cries out as you settle into a comfortable position. It’s not so much the sounds that were strange in and of themselves, though they were; it’s the fact that they existed at all. No windows were open, ruling out a gust of wind as the source of the whooshing sound. And who would be sitting on my couch? I live alone and never have guests over. The noises couldn’t have been coming from the television since I rarely turn it on. I don’t even have cable. Nothing came to mind that could explain the unexpected disturbance.
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