So earlier this month I was all "I know, I have a spare couple of hours - why, I think I'll clean my windows!"
And the next morning I came downstairs to find this:
And the next morning I came downstairs to find this:
"Like a BAT out of hell..."
Hopefully you can make out the spookily fascinating yet slightly yucky impression that a bat left after hurling itself full pelt at my beautifully cleaned window!
To be able to see the bat's ears, eyes, snout and wings like that... it had to have hit hard. Shocked, I unlocked the back door and went outside, convinced the little fellow would be lying dead on the ground, under the window. Thankfully there was nothing there. Perhaps some other creature of the night had taken it.
The bat must have made quite the sound as it hit the window. Made me kind of glad I'd had the TV turned up for company the night before. Hubby was on a lad's night out and I was on my own.
If I'd heard the sound, would I have felt compelled to investigate? Truthfully, I'd probably have remained inside - desperate to avoid even a whiff of appearing TSTL. Nobody does the 'curiously throwing open the door and stepping out into the black night to investigate a noise' anymore, do they? We've all seen the "Scream" films.
These days (and nights) it's rare to exist in complete silence. But then there's always the witching hour, right? When the streets become quiet and most everybody is in bed. That's when the real silence kicks in, the type of silence that heightens your senses. Making you alert to the tiniest noise. The house settling. The tick of the downstairs clock. The hum of the refrigerator. The deep sleep rhythm breathing from the person you share your bed with. And, please tell me someone else hears this, or I'm going to have to add being tested for special gifts to my To Do list - the drone that electrical sockets emit.
If these base level noises already seem louder and more sinister late at night then there are a few more noises, that if thrown in, are guaranteed to make my heart explode in my chest with fright.
They include, but aren't limited to:
1) The rustling sound of that screwed up piece of paper relaxing in the waste paper basket.
2) The banshee-like scream from a sudden gust of wind whistling down the chimney.
3) The eerie sound of foxes baying.
4) The rattle of my side gate as the neighbourhood tomcat scrambles up and over it.
5) The sound of the bad man whispering nursery-rhymes off key!
Okay, that last one I've not heard in the middle of the night. Well, not since I was a kid, and made the mistake of telling my brother about a scary, scary film I'd seen!!!
What sends your heart into your throat when it goes bump in the night? Leave me a comment at the end of my post and 'like' my facebook page:
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And if you would like a thrilling read with a touch of the scare factor this Halloween, then try my Entangled Ignite release: The Waiting Game
To be able to see the bat's ears, eyes, snout and wings like that... it had to have hit hard. Shocked, I unlocked the back door and went outside, convinced the little fellow would be lying dead on the ground, under the window. Thankfully there was nothing there. Perhaps some other creature of the night had taken it.
The bat must have made quite the sound as it hit the window. Made me kind of glad I'd had the TV turned up for company the night before. Hubby was on a lad's night out and I was on my own.
If I'd heard the sound, would I have felt compelled to investigate? Truthfully, I'd probably have remained inside - desperate to avoid even a whiff of appearing TSTL. Nobody does the 'curiously throwing open the door and stepping out into the black night to investigate a noise' anymore, do they? We've all seen the "Scream" films.
These days (and nights) it's rare to exist in complete silence. But then there's always the witching hour, right? When the streets become quiet and most everybody is in bed. That's when the real silence kicks in, the type of silence that heightens your senses. Making you alert to the tiniest noise. The house settling. The tick of the downstairs clock. The hum of the refrigerator. The deep sleep rhythm breathing from the person you share your bed with. And, please tell me someone else hears this, or I'm going to have to add being tested for special gifts to my To Do list - the drone that electrical sockets emit.
If these base level noises already seem louder and more sinister late at night then there are a few more noises, that if thrown in, are guaranteed to make my heart explode in my chest with fright.
They include, but aren't limited to:
1) The rustling sound of that screwed up piece of paper relaxing in the waste paper basket.
2) The banshee-like scream from a sudden gust of wind whistling down the chimney.
3) The eerie sound of foxes baying.
4) The rattle of my side gate as the neighbourhood tomcat scrambles up and over it.
5) The sound of the bad man whispering nursery-rhymes off key!
Okay, that last one I've not heard in the middle of the night. Well, not since I was a kid, and made the mistake of telling my brother about a scary, scary film I'd seen!!!
What sends your heart into your throat when it goes bump in the night? Leave me a comment at the end of my post and 'like' my facebook page:
https://www.facebook.com/EveDevonAuthor
At the end of the hop, I'll choose someone from the list to win a $10 Amazon Giftcard :)
And if you would like a thrilling read with a touch of the scare factor this Halloween, then try my Entangled Ignite release: The Waiting Game
Five years ago a madman stalked her. Kidnapped her. Tattooed her.
When security expert Cameron Dexter - the man Brooke Bennet once loved - appears unexpectedly at her door with terrifying news, the former musician discovers she can no longer hide from her past. After five years, a vicious kidnapper is out of prison and on the hunt - for Brooke.
Now he's returned to complete his art.
Cam failed to protect Brooke once before.. Now he'd rather die than let her be captured. With her life at stake, Cam vows to keep her hidden and safe. Brooke, however, is done with running. Unlike Cam, she wants to stand and fight. Emotions both old and new roil between them, but addressing their heated past must wait. Together they set a trap in London to catch a killer. But they soon discover the enemy wears many faces...
And waiting is no longer an option.
When security expert Cameron Dexter - the man Brooke Bennet once loved - appears unexpectedly at her door with terrifying news, the former musician discovers she can no longer hide from her past. After five years, a vicious kidnapper is out of prison and on the hunt - for Brooke.
Now he's returned to complete his art.
Cam failed to protect Brooke once before.. Now he'd rather die than let her be captured. With her life at stake, Cam vows to keep her hidden and safe. Brooke, however, is done with running. Unlike Cam, she wants to stand and fight. Emotions both old and new roil between them, but addressing their heated past must wait. Together they set a trap in London to catch a killer. But they soon discover the enemy wears many faces...
And waiting is no longer an option.
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