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Flickery flikery thump thump2/27/2023 ![]() ![]() He assumed that its origins were on another floor. On Tuesday he ventured into the corridor, and paced up and down but the thumping neither grew louder or quieter as he moved. Ian was beginning to take action, he had ventured to his apartment door to look out the spy hole on Monday night when the thumping started but could see nothing. The weekend came and went, the thumping continued, each night continuing for a little bit longer than the previous, gradually creeping into what should be a new day. ‘They don’t know me, why do they all judge me’, thump….thump….thump….thump. One neighbour after the next opened the door to Ian and confirmed that they have not heard any noise and made their respective excuses to close the door and finish their conversation with this nervous little man they saw occasionally in the hallway.Īgain that night at 3:13am, thump….thump….thump….thump….thump, Ian wasn't disturbed this time as he was already awake, his interaction with his neighbours made him feel inadequate, he knew what they thought of him, some weirdo that keeps to himself, who averts his gaze to avoid any passing pleasantries, who doesn't have a social life, who never has visitors, Ian knew what they thought of him as this is what his colleagues think of him….thump……thump….thump. On his return from work on Thursday evening he went along his floor to his neighbours to see if they were similarly disturbed by this thumping. ![]() It appeared out of nowhere at 3:13am every morning since Friday. Ian passed it off as perhaps a new antisocial tenant in his building, like he needed another one, if he wasn't so afraid of confrontation he would explore the origins like anyone with disturbed sleep, but every night the noise returned and every night he placed his pillow over his face and willed it to stop and for it to be the last night his slumber would be interrupted.Īs the week progressed and the noise continued, thump…….thump….thump…, Ian’s temper rose his bravery grew, brought on by lack of sleep, it caused Ian to do something out of his comfort zone. The noise is muffled but once awoken by it, it is hard to ignore the muffled sound as Ian can verify since the 27 th February. ![]() Thump….thump….thump…….it’s been four nights since this slow, lazy deliberate thump has started, it carries on for what seems like hours. ![]()
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