“It whispered to the squirrels again.”
At approximately 2:12 AM, a low-frequency hum was heard emanating from behind the old Quiznos building. Upon investigation (with my certified divining pendulum and protective rock necklace), I observed the Blue SUV idling in reverse, its lights off, windows fogged, and a single raccoon standing upright in front of it. The raccoon did not flinch when I screamed “Back, agent of shadow!”
When I approached, the SUV's rear wiper moved side to side twice, then stopped. The raccoon fled into the storm drain. My EMF reader — which is also a broken kitchen timer — started spinning wildly.
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No license plate.
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Faint smell of burnt hair and maple syrup.
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Dashboard light briefly flashed “4:44” despite it being 2:12.
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I asked Siri what 444 means. She said, “You are being watched.”
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A total of seven cats appeared during the event and stared in the same direction.