A very odd occurrence had happened this past Sunday, as I sat watching a recorded movie/TV show early (the first episode of The No-End House?, recorded on the SyFy Channel?, which was pretty good, I must say!) in the morning, for a change. I’m usually writing, but decided to take a break, since I’d finally gotten my anthology, Do The Dead Dream?, “to bed.” As I was watching this show, a door, which is just to the right of the screen, opened—
Or so it appeared!
I was the only one up, and it actually caused a chill to run through me.
I did a double-take…and no, the door had not…”opened.”
Or had it?
I thought it might have been a reflection in my glasses, or something in the movie that reflected in my glasses, so I rewound the movie. Nope.
But I’d actually seen the door open! No sound, just creepily and silently opening.
And not all the way, either, maybe about six or eight inches kinda thing, but I’d seen it.
Oddly, the first thing that entered my mind was when I was in navigator training, at Mather AFB, CA, back in ’83, where I’d awoken one morning to find the door to my Officer’s Quarters wide freaking open to the parking lot outside. Yup. I didn’t do it…or remember doing it…it was just…wide …open. And that odd little event foreshadowed a huge change in my life…for I had ended up leaving the flight career path in the Air Force for another direction.
So…I sat there and looked to the door.
Which was closed.
Was some other “huge event” coming?
Whatever had happened, all I know is that whatever did happened was cool. I mean, it really was creepy cool how I saw that door…just…silently…open….