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Dec. 11th, 2018 12:34 pm
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So uh. OK I live in a house, a small house, on a little plot, in a city. It has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, that’s it. One bathroom. 

Out of habit, I usually leave the toilet seat down and the lid closed. 

I got into bed, and shortly, all of the house’s inhabitants were in bed with me. Dude was asleep, Chita was asleep and purring in the crook of my arm, I was asleep. An hour passed, maybe two, it was around midnight I think.

I was awakened, and so were the other two, by– splashing noises. Quite loud ones. Something was– thrashing around in water? Something smallish? In an enclosed space?

Dude sat up. I stared at him. We both turned and looked at the cat. She looked at us, wide-eyed and alarmed. 

Dude got up. I followed him slowly. We followed the sound to– the bathroom. 

We turned on the light and stood in the bathroom. Something, inside the closed toilet, continued to splash around. The lid was shut; I remembered quite clearly leaving it shut on my way to bed. Whatever it was, it had not gotten in there from inside the house.

The two of us stood there, terrified and panicked. What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. 

I got a broom and prepared to poke the lid open. Dude told me to let him out of the room if I was going to do that. I reconsidered, and put the broom away, and we both stared at the toilet, which had gone quiet. 

“Maybe it will leave the way it got in,” he said. 

Apparently there’s not that much standing water in a toilet. The other side of the U-bend can be dry for quite a distance. I don’t know how far away an opening that anything alive could just… walk through, is, and it disturbs me to think about that, but. There must be one. 

We both eventually just… went and got back into bed, because we weren’t going to open the lid and let whatever it was out, and there was nothing else we could do.

Splashing continued intermittently, and my heart was pounding in horror and I thought I’d never sleep. Dude said, “We could just… flush it.” 

I stared at him. “Would that work?”

He shrugged. “I mean. It wouldn’t not.”

But the splashing stopped, and we lay there for a while and then I fell asleep.

This morning, though. Well, there’s only one toilet in the house, and I’ve got to, well. … … … I’m going to wait for Dude to wake up.

… 

As I was typing this up he did wake up, and I heard him go into the bathroom and knock on the toilet lid, so I went reluctantly in with him, and he pushed the lid up with the broom handle and we both peered in…

Nothing. The water was cloudy and discolored and slightly under its usual level, but there was nothing there.

“Some problems solve themselves,” Dude said, and flushed the toilet. 
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