The Light in the Window

I’m a very nocturnal person. I tend to stay up until very late just browsing the internet or playing games on Steam. Last night, at around 4 AM, something weird happened.

I own a desktop PC that is located underneath my desk. I also own a pair of speakers which are slightly old and don’t always work properly. Sometimes they stop working and I have to plug them out and plug them back in. It is a tedious an annoying task because you can’t see anything at night underneath my desk. Thus, I have a flashlight always handy with me.

Anyways, this happened last night and I did the usual routine. When I was done, I pointed my flashlight at the window (which is to the left of my desk, just a meter away) and started fidgeting with it. I am a nervous person and I was waiting for my speakers to start working again, so I was just playing with my flashlight turning it on and off. That’s when I noticed something.

Right in front of my building there was a light being turned on and off in a similar fashion from the apartment building across the street. I live in the second floor of a big apartment building, so I wasn’t really freaked out at first. Just in case, though, I stopped fidgeting with my flashlight. The light stopped. Seemed like the reflection from my flashlight was just playing tricks on me right? No. It flashes a couple times and stops. I do the same. Then it answers by mimicking the same flashes from before.

Let me just say, it’s 4 AM. This is pretty fucking weird and I want nothing to do with it. So, I closed the blinds and went to sleep. I wasn’t scared but I was a little freaked out that there was someone in front of me with such a weird schedule. The other weird thing is that the lights from that apartment are always turned off…

Anyways, here comes the real eerie part. I met up with some friends earlier and on my way back I decided to check out who lives there. So, I went to the base of the apartment building and looked at the names on the intercom. No name listed at all. Now it’s getting pretty late and I can see a light flashing from the same apartment trying to catch my attention. I don’t know what to do. Is it dangerous to respond? Someone help.

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Credits to: photofreecreepypasta

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