The Sound

Years. That’s right. For years, Jerry and Sylvia have lived with this sound that they couldn’t even describe. It started more than a decade ago, and it hasn’t stopped since. It always comes out at night, echoing in the house, beneath the walls or the roof or the floor, nobody could tell. 

Time For Bed

Almost a minute later, the house was silent again. That is how the events of each night would go. It would start at the same time, every single night. And then around somewhere slightly less than a minute later, it would stop. Jerry sighed and got up to put away the dishes, Sylvia’s heart was back to its normal rhythm. It was time to go to bed. 

Searching For Meaning

Sylvia was lying awake in her bed. Sleep was not coming to her tonight. Her mind kept wandering back to when they first heard the sound and couldn’t tell what it was. They searched every nook and cranny of the house to find some explanation. But they found nothing. 

Sources

Jerry even called a plumber, to check for the source of the sound. But their geyser was fine and the pipelines were not clogged. He called a carpenter, to check the flooring and ceiling of the house, oil every fixture, doors, and windows but that didn’t do anything either. 

Paranoia

Sylvia slowly became paranoid. Her mind went everywhere, trying to find some information. She assumed it will pass eventually but years later, the sound was still there. Even though nothing bad has ever happened in the house, Sylvia was waiting for the day when the truth comes out, no matter how bad it is. 

Conversation Starter

Even though Sylvia and Jerry were not a fan of this sound, it did act as a great conversation starter for the guests who would visit them. But much to their dismay, the guests would somehow make it worse. Each person will have their own theory behind it. And some of them would be as bizarre as suggesting a haunting.