Our apartment was small. Because we didn’t have enough room, we put the computer in the small dining room and ate in the living room. The kitchen itself, was roughly about 7 by 4 feet. There was a small pantry. The fridge was at one end of the kitchen and faced the direction of stove.
A week or so after the toilet incident (note: the toilet in the master kept flushing itself), I was watching Mermaid play Counter Strike on the computer. All of a sudden, the Kix cereal box fell from atop the fridge and instead of bumping into the bottom of the cupboards on the opposite end, it slid 90 degrees across the kitchen floor and stopped where the linoleum and carpet met. Mermaid and I looked at each other. That was weird because even if the cereal box was to fall, it shouldn’t have fallen toward us. According to physics, something falling to the ground and then making a 90-degree change in direction by itself was impossible!
A few nights later, Mermaid was awaken by a big BANG in the middle of the night. I had spent the night at a friend’s house and he fell asleep on the couch. He woke up with a fright. The noise sounded like a gun going off in the kitchen. Mermaid thought someone was in our home, so he turned on the lights and looked around. No one.
Mermaid is… an atheist. He is not religious nor does he believe in the supernatural. However, if you ask him, he will tell you that this really happened. How do we explain it? We don’t know; we just tell it as it is.
We moved out of town after our lease was up. Casper disappeared. Things were silent: toilets flushed only when after someone used them, cereal boxes stayed where we left them, and no more gun shots in the middle of the night.
We moved back into town after a year. I do not know if it’s the same “being,” but things started acting up again.